Krisei Oneshots

Light: Home

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Streaks of orange shines through the clouds, the sunset over the lake's horizon. The autumn breeze flies in. The two 'friends' bundled up in a bench nearby. Enjoying each other's company as the time gets by.

Minutes by minutes passed. As the sky darknened, so does the blush on their faces. Being in each other's embrace, nothing could ever replace. This feeling that they call....

Love.

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Silence all around them nothing could be heard but each other's breaths. It was nice and peacefull until a loud ring was heard.

*RING* *RING*

Kris cursed mentally, the ringing of his cell phone has ruined the mood. He answered the call, and was greeted with his angered mother's loud voice.

"KRIS! WHERE ARE YOU? IT NOW 6 P.M AND YOU ARE STILL NOWHERE TO BE FOUND! I DID ALLOW YOU TO CONTINUE YOUR ADVENTURE, BUT I NEVER SAID YOU COULD GO HOME LATE. YOU ARE IN BIG TROUBLE YOUNG MAN!"

"Crap i forgot.." he thought as he listened to his mother's long rant.

"I uhh.. im sorry, i'll go home right away, i was just catching up with my friend, and i lost track of time i guess.."

".... *sigh* alright, get home safely ok?"

"Ok mom."

*click!*

Kris hung up the phone, putting it back in his pocket. Ralsei on the other hand, has been observing his phone call, his face shows curiosity.

"You need to go home?"

Kris nods as a quick reply. He gets up, and Ralsei follows. And they're off to go back to Kris' house.

The journey back home was awfully silent. Awkwarness surrounds the air, they didn't know what to do or what to say. But since the world has become a fridge, Kris shivered again. The cold breeze hits his face, making him sneeze out loud.

*a.. achoo!*

The sneeze concerned Ralsei. He stopped in his tracks, taking off his pink scarf. Kris notice the lack noise of footsteps behind him, so he turned back. As he did so, Ralsei wraps his scarf around him with a smile on his face.

"You need it more!"

Kris blushed from his sweet gesture. He slowly grabs Ralsei's hand, clutching it a bit tightly. He smiled back, and they continued on with their walk back home.

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*knock* *knock*

The door immidiately opens right after the knocks. Revealing a concerned Toriel behind the door.

"Oh there you are Kris, you had me worried sick, where have you.. oh you've brought a friend..? ....

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Come in, come in, it's cold outside."

They both stepped into the warm, cozy home. Easing their bodies with the warmth surrounding them. Toriel walks into the kitchen getting a knife ready to cut the cooled down Butterscotch-Cinnamon pie.