Untitled Part 18

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"FUCK YOU UNDERCORN!" Under's friend, Vivi, yelled while chasing after the smirking person.

Wait-

Oops.

This is supposed to be a chapter.

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Cross sighed, leaning onto the table with his elbows and propping his chin on that. 

He was bored, and with nothing to do, he just sat at the table staring into space.

Well, until something made him jump.

And that something was Nightmare.

"Cross, what the fuck are you doing." Nightmare asked, getting some food and sitting across from the skeleton, raising an eyebrow. "U-Uh... Nothing." Cross mumbled folding his arms together and sitting back. 

"That isn't a good answer." Nightmare growled, taking a bite out of the... "HEY, THAT'S MY CHOCOLATE!" Cross yelled, snatching the chocolate back without thinking...

He messed up.

"uh... Oops." Cross mumbled, seeing Nightmare's face light up in annoyance. "Yeah, oops. Give it." Nightmare growled, standing up and reaching across the table. 

Cross gave it back, afraid of whatever was going to happen.

Nightmare frowned deeper, that weird feeling passing my his chest just like what happened last time.

"The fuck?"Nightmare murmured, clutching his chest and sitting back, totally ignoring Cross. " Nightmare? What's wrong?" Cross asked.

Nightmare immediately froze.

Cross just called him by his real name.

That feeling came...

And it stayed.

The feeling was warm and cuddled his soul like a blanket. 

Nightmare's face lit up in a bright blush...

"THE FUCK ARE YOU SICK?!" Cross exclaimed, making Error walk in. "I DON'T FUCKING KNOW!" Nightmare yelled back, ignoring Error completely. "Wh@t's h@pp3n1ng?" Error asked, sitting in front of the two.

" I don't fucking know!" Cross exclaimed, watching Nightmare get up and leave, grumbling under his breath about needing to get away from this.

"Uhm?" Error started, but a shrug from the other stopped him.

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IT'S YOUR FAULT HE RAN AWAY! Chara yelled at him as he walked by Nightmare's room and to the restroom. "Yeah..." Cross mumbled, turning a corner and kept walking. I'm always right, you worthless beast. Chara growled, rolling his eyes at the monotone face of the other one.

Cross turned another corner and bumped into something, causing them both to fall down other ways. RUN AWAY! Chara screamed, trying to push Cross up.

Keyword: Trying.

Cross groaned and sat up, coming about 10 inches away from hitting...

Nightmare's skull.

Cross yelped and pushed himself away from the goopy skeleton, who was still dazed from the fall.

He shook his head and blinked, coming in focus with Cross, who was blushing wildly.

Nightmare groaned and got up, rolling his eye at the still sitting Cross. "Get up." 

He doesn't care. Chara whispered to Cross, and Cross nodded.

Nightmare thought he was nodding to him, and his suspicion was absolutely gone when Cross stood up and sped-walked away.

Nightmare sensed something... wrong, with the white and black skeleton, so he followed Cross in the shadows.

When Cross got to the bathroom, he froze.

"Are you sure?" He asked, looking to CHara and sighing. "But- I-" He cut himself off.

"Fine..." Cross gulped and headed over a few doors, to...

The balcony.

Nightmare hopes this isn't what he thinks it is.

Nonetheless, Cross opens the door and crawls onto the railing, tears pricking his eyes.

Nightmare froze.

This couldn't be happening.

Something in his chest sparked... Worrying. 

he was worried about Cross...

"Why? Why can't I have a normal life? Like Classic?" He looked down and smiled.

"I'm just a piece of trash... You are right, Chara..." He took his foot off the edge and was about to hop off, but Nightmare moved quicker.

Nightmare wrapped a tentacle around Cross' waist and pulled him back into a giant hug...

"Don't..." Nightmare whispered, hugging Cross tighter.

Cross just let out the sobs he was holding and turned around, hugging Nightmare back.

For the first time since he was passive, Nightmare hugged someone with caring laced in every single second he spent in it.

For once in his life, he cared about someone...

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