Apocalyptical Love (Sanscest fanfiction)

Hiding Emotions

Cross' P.O.V

For two days, nobody really talked to each other. Maybe some small announcements from FC, like when it's time to eat or sleep, and maybe quiet chats between the couples in the group. But otherwise, nothing. There was a dark, depressing atmosphere in the bus. It's been there since the mutant dog and the death of Dream's faithful companion, Buddy. To make it worse, our progress through the mountains has been so slow. We haven't been attacked by any other zombies, but the treacherous cliffs of the mountains were unpredictable. We had to go slow, else we would be in danger of falling off the mountain all together.

Mainly, I was worried about Dream. I've seen the effects of losing someone close to you. Dog or monster, Dream loved Buddy. It must of really scarred him, seeing him shot right before his eye lights by his own brother. Someone you're suppose to be able to trust. It's unfortunate, to say the least. It broke my heart seeing Dream like this. I decided that I had to do something about it. I got up out of my seat and went up to the front, where Dream was sitting. He was staring down at the floor with an emotionless expression.

"Dream? May I sit with you?" I asked.

He nodded slowly. I sat down next to him. I noticed something different about his eye lights. They weren't their usual golden colour, they were dim and white. Not in a way that showed he was infected. A way that showed he was hiding what he was actually feeling. I've seen it before in Blueberry, after he lost his brother. My soul was practically shattering.

"Are you ok, Dream?" I asked.

Dream nodded, but I knew he was lying, it was so clear to me.

"Dream, you know you can tell the truth, right?"

Dream said nothing. I could feel he was struggling to keep his emotions inside. Talking can be one's downfall when it comes to hiding what you truely feel. Very slowly, I wrapped my arms around Dream and pulled him into a hug. It was loose, so at any time he could push away. But he just sat there, doing nothing.

"I know how it feels to lose someone, Dream." I whispered. "A close friend. Someone you can never replace. But you don't have to hide how you feel about it. You have people who will be there no matter what."

Again, he said nothing. I want him to open up to me, like Blueberry did to Ink. I'm not the greatest at talking to people, but I don't want to keep to myself anymore. I pulled away from the hug and looked into Dream's emotionless eye lights. I cupped his cheekbone and put my foreskull against his. He made eye contact, but had no reaction. Maybe a bit of affection would work? As you can tell, I've never done this before.

I suppose I have no better ideas. I placed a tender kiss just above Dream's nose socket. Dream seemed surprised, his eye lights flickered golden for a moment. I think I may be on to something.

"Why did you do that?" Dream asked, his voice choked and quiet.

"I want you to feel better." I answered. "I want you to know that I care and that you can trust me."

Dream closed his eye sockets and took a deep, shaky breath. "I already trust you, Cross..."

"Then why hide your emotions from me?"

Dream shook his head sadly, struggling to hold something in. I took Dream into another hug, rubbing his back comfortingly. Now he was trembling, not much, but noticeably. A placed another kiss on his lower jaw.

"S-Stop that...p-please..." Dream stuttered pitifully.

"Come on, Dream. It's clear how upset you are."

In a sudden, desperate way, Dream flung his arms around me tightly. His trembling became even more noticeable and he started crying softly into my shoulder. I hushed him softly, telling him that it was alright.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." Dream muttered through his sobs and hiccups.

"You have no reason to be sorry, Dream." I assured.

He continued to mutter apologies. I had a feeling that it wasn't to me, but to Buddy. It wasn't his fault, though.

"Don't blame yourself, Dream. It was nobody's fault."

Dream's grip on me became a little tighter. He loved Buddy like a mother would love their child. I could see just how hurt he really was. I placed one last kiss on his foreskull.

"C-Cross..." Dream mumbled. "What do you...r-really think o-of me as...?"

I smiled slightly and caressed his cheekbone. "Dream, you're one of the sweetest, most caring monsters I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. And you've proven time and time again just how great you are. You're someone I admire. Heh, someone I've fallen in love with."

For a moment, Dream didn't know how to react. At least, that's what it seemed like.

"I understand if you don't see me the same way-"

I was cut off when Dream grabbed me by my jacket and pulled me into a kiss. My eye sockets widened in surprise, but I didn't hesitate to kiss back. The kiss was tender and reassuring, something to cherish and remember. Dream purred softly into the kiss, wrapping his arms around my neck to get closer. I couldn't help but smile, I've never felt this happy before. I pulled Dream onto my lap before pulling away a while later for air.

"I love you too, Cross." Dream said.

I gave him another hug, he hugged back.

"Feeling better?" I asked.

"Much better. Thank you, Cross." Dream replied.

I nodded. "I know that you will still be sad about Buddy's death. And that's ok. But don't let that stop you from doing what you need to do."

Dream hummed in response, nuzzling my neck gently. Man, sometimes he seems so tough and confident, other times he's so sweet and seems so fragile. In my view, he's perfect. The perfect one to love. The perfect one for me.

"I know we'll make it to the surviver camp. And we'll do it with everyone's lives intact."

Dream nodded. "I know it too, Cross. I know too."