Cross's POV
I couldn't get that Star Sans out of my mind... I just couldn't!
I couldn't stop seeing their soft, caring yellow eyes that were formed into bright stars as their gold cloak flowed behind them like a pair of wings. The way they tried to talk to their brother, the way they only fought when they couldn't reason with us... The sorrow that was there, that emotion that I wanted to rip away from them so they could smile again...
"Argh..." I fell backwards on my bed, my brain hurting from the shear thought of that Star Sans being in pain of any source, but it was a pain that I didn't understand... It wasn't that I hated them or wanted them dead, it was sort of like longing for them...
'Whipped.' The bitchy ghost hissed, floating next to me.
"Shut it, bitch." I hissed, glaring right at them.
Chara looked a bit startled, "jumping" backwards.
I wasn't in the mood to fight them for control today, but I also wasn't in the mood for them to be near me at all.
I grounded my teeth together as the stupid ghost tried to take over me once again. I don't know what happened, but I blacked out. I thought Chara finally got control over my body, but the sharp knock of my door had me jolted up from my bed.
Nothing was destroyed, nor was I feeling guilty about anything... Actually, it felt like I just passed out from exhaustion...
"Cross, Nightmare wants to have a meeting." Came Horror's ruffed voice.
At the sound of his name, a blush formed at my cheeks and my soul raced, but... I also felt that same feeling as I had when I saw his brother... It was possessive and dominate... It's hard to explain, but all I knew was that I didn't want anyone hurting or touching either Nightmare or Dream. Something I was fine with~
I took a small walk around the dead AU that Nightmare made his castle in, something drawing me out of the Corrupted Lands today. I didn't know what, but it couldn't hurt to look right?
As I walked around, I noticed a large, dead tree in the center of some ruins. Walking closer to it, I noticed a small heap of white and yellow that had a bit of red...
Wait, Dream?
My steps hurried up a bit, the Guardian's head lazily looking up at me as he wheezed. His body was covered in cuts, blood seeming out and pooling underneath him.
I knelt down in front of him, worry filling my body as I carefully placed a hand on his shoulder.
The Star Sans flinched, but kept quiet, watching me with begging eyes.
"I'm not going to hurt you... I'm not going to hurt you..." I whispered as I focused my magic to my hands, turning it from blue to green.
The yellow wearing skeleton visibly relaxed, a small smile gracing his kissable lips.
Once I had healed him enough where he wouldn't be in too much pain if I moved him, I picked up him and placed him in my lap.
"Th-Thank... y-you..." He murmured, his eyes slowly opening and closing as his breathing became even.
I kept healing him a little longer until I knew I was about to pass out from doing so. The guy's clothes were almost completely ruined! Yes, they were still his adorably bright yellow, but there was just too much blood to really save them.
Yet... The odd look of the innocent Star Sans covered in blood looked... Delectable~
'What the hell!' I swiftly shook my head to get those ideas out of there, this wasn't the time to start thinking lewd things!
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Undertale Love Stories
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