Please Don't Cry, Someone Really Cares About You(ON BREAK)

Chapter 19: Sleepless for you

Fell

I couldn't sleep. I simply wasn't tired.
Maybe because of Sanses nightmares that didn't jet occur, or cuz of Papyruses new recipe for spaghetti.
One or another, one was for sure, I was worried.

Sans has these ideas that I don't really care that much as I say I do.
That's not true. I would give up my soul if it would mean he would be safe and happy.

He also thinks that I'm probably mad at him for barely having any sleep at night, but I'm really not. I know all the things he have to carry are heavy and he needs help with them. I can't just leave him hanging when he needs me the most.

Some day...
Something...
Will change.

I may not have determination, but that doesn't mean I can't hope. So I hope, hope for the better.
I hope the human wont reset this time, I hope for Sans to get better, I hope to have a normal life for once and I hope for it to be with him.

My thoughts were interrupted by a slight twitch, then two and then quiet sobbing.

It was Sans. He was having another nightmare.

"Sans?" I asked, trying to wake him up. Nothing.
"Sans?" I asked again, but this time shacking him slightly. He sobbed quietly again.

My soul hurt every time I would see him like that, having a nightmare he can't escape, reliving it over and over then wakes up crying, thinking it was still ongoing.

After some more shacking I managed to wake him up. He looked lost. He was breathing heavily and his eyes were wide open and focused on one spot like he was in trans.
Once he got to his sense he looked at me for a second and then hugged me tight like I was about to turn into dust.
"Another one?" I asked, already knowing the answer. I got a nod in response.
"What was this about?" I said holding him close, hugging him, making sure he feels safe.
He didn't say anything. I took his skull with my hands. He looked at me for a second and then looked away. I thought a bit about what I was gonna say, but before I could say anything he shook his head.
"It doesn't matter."
"Sans It-"
"Please, you don't really care about it anyway, and even if you would, you couldn't help me." 
"Sans, we talked about i-"
"You hate me don't you? " he sobbed and backed away.

Those words hit me like a blaster. I looked at him unbelieving what I'm hearing. Am I really that bad at showing love? I didn't know what to say...
Of course i don't hate him! But him feeling like I do hurts like hell.

"You know that's not true, I love you Sans!" I said sadly.
"Then you should stop. I'm really not worth it."
"Stop saying that!" I shouted;"I'm always thinking about you and how are you. I care about you cuz I love you. I'm staying awake at night because I worry you might cry or feel alone."
He looked away again.
"If there is something, anything I hate about you, it is that how little you see how much I love you."

I teared up and closed my eyes. I felt bad. I knew I wasn't the one who should feel that way but I felt like I was doing the wrong thing. I opened my eyes to the sound of crying. I looked up at Sans, he couldn't hold his tears any longer. He mumbled something that sounded like 'I'm sorry ', but I couldn't tell.
He hugged me again and I hugged him too.

Eventually we both started crying and Papyrus knocked on the door to check on us again.

After he got back to his room, we were alone again. We tried to go back to sleep but neither of us could. It was about 4 am in the morning. I got out of bed and Sans gave me a confused 'why are you getting up' look.
"Since were not gonna fell sleep anytime soon, I think we should go downstairs to drink something. Want me to get you something or you're coming with me sweetheart?"
"I'm coming with you." he said and smiled lightly.

We got downstairs and I made us some tea. We sat on the couch and talked a bit.
"You know, I used to do this a lot when Papyrus was little."
"Sit on couch in the middle of the night and drink tea?"
"Well, yes actually. When Papyrus was still babybones he had a lot of nightmares and he would often wake me up too. We would get downstairs and I would make us some tea. He would then tell me what the nightmare was about and I would assure him it was not real." he sighed and smiled a little,"Heh... Those were the easier days."

I thought a bit about it. Boss actually did that once.
"Will... you tell me what you're nightmare was about?" 
His smile slowly disappeared. He didn't wanna tell me. He rarely talks about his nightmares and when he does, things go sad again. He gets sad and I comfort him.
But this time, despite that he didn't want to, he told me.

Classic

We were walking trough the Waterfall and were talking about something. We were both laughing and we were both happy. That is, till Red suddenly stooped and was just standing there. His eye lights were gone and his breathing stooped as well. 
I could feel and see that we were no longer in Waterfall.
We were in the Judgment Hall.
Next thing I remember was that disgusting, but too familiar laugh and Reds blood on my hands. I wasn't sure If I did it or Them, but one was for sure;
Red was turning to dust on my hands.
"Why Sans...?" He said and gave himself away leaving nothing but the trail of dust behind.
I didn't know what to do. I just stood there frozen and looked at what I have done.
Not long after I felt a small hand on my shoulder.
"Practice is very important Comedian. I'm sure you understand that."
I didn't.
I didn't understand what happened nor what kind of sick practice this was. I only knew I wanted to wake up right now more than anything.
"One day, you will understand. I'm sure of it!"they laughed again and I felt my self finally waking up. But before I did I heard the last of what they had to say;
"See you soon Comedian. I hope you'll stay for longer next time. I know I will~"

Fell 

I listened to what he had dreamed of and got really uncomfortable when I realized he had killed me in his dream. I was speechless once again. 
I thought about what we should do about his dreams and got and idea. 
How stupid we were all this time? We were having problems with dreams, but we could just ask Dream for help!

"That is messed up Sans." I told him, not wanting to offend him.
"I know, I'm so, so sorry Red. I didn't mean ti. I would never do it. That thing, they-"
"Hey, It doesn't matter. What matters is that it's over."
"But-"
"No 'but's', I just got an idea."
"Really, now? I'm telling you that I might have killed you in my sleep and you're calm like this? "
"1st: Who says I'm calm? and 2nd: Please let me finish."

He was going to say something, but he gave up on that.
"Do you remember that friend of Inks, his name was Dream?"
"Um, yeah, but what does he have to do with this? "
"Ink was talking about something that he had a dream of, not that I really care what that was, and Dream helped him to know what it meant."
"And you're saying that....?"
"I think we should ask him if he could help you with your nightmares."
"Do you think that'll work?"
"I don't know, but it won't kill us if we try, right?"

He smiled, a little unsure then said;"Heh.. yeah. You're right."

After a little more tea, we both fell asleep again, but this time on the couch.

Sorry for the wait and these sad chapters.