Ghost Stories (A Sanscest Story)

A Love Spark

Cross held the tiny, frigid SOUL in his hands. He was trying desperately to warm it up. He stared it in dismay. Cross exhaled quietly, letting his warm breath surround the SOUL. "Come on, Nightmare..." He whispered softly. He pressed a warm finger to it.

Next to him, Nightmare was curled up in the bed. Cross had put every blanket he could find on the other. Cross felt his own SOUL pounding. Nightmare's SOUL had shrunken and was cold to the touch. When Cross pressed a finger to it, Nightmare inhaled shakily next to him. Cross glanced over. He reached out and gently stroked Nightmare's cheek.

Cross wasn't sure if he fully understood. Why had Nightmare come after him?? Didn't Nightmare hate him? He shook his head, deciding that was definitely not important right now. He cupped the SOUL in his warm hands. He blew more warm air into his hands. The SOUL gave a small wriggle and Cross blinked in surprise.

"Please, Nightmare..." Cross whispered softly. Next to him, Chara seemed worried and agitated, pacing and twitching. Cross felt the same. He sat on the edge of the bed. Cross sighed. He held the SOUL up to his mouth before pressing his teeth to it softly. The SOUL lit up and wriggled more. Cross stared down at it warmly.

He pressed his teeth to it again and the little SOUL flashed once more. It wriggled and seemed to grow a little. "Please, Nightmare... I love you..." Cross whispered softly. The SOUL flashed. It seemed to be struggling to grow. Slowly, it was. "There's my stubborn little Nightmare..." Cross gave a soft chuckle and the SOUL wriggled in his hands, coming back to full size.

It was pulsing and warm. Cross smiled down at it as it wriggled, not yet allowing it to return to its sleeping body. He raised it back to his mouth and pressed his teeth to it again, gently rubbing circles on the back of it. The SOUL gave a little shiver, and so did Nightmare's body behind him. Cross chuckled. The SOUL jerked and Cross sighed. "Okay, okay..." He said softly.

He released the glowing SOUL and it made its way back to Nightmare. Cross turned and gently pulled the other's skull up onto his lap. He'd even put his hoodie around Nightmare, hoping the warmth from the fluff would help.

He watched as the SOUL infused itself back into Nightmare's chest. The passive prince twitched and slowly, those dark purple eyes blinked open in the dim light to fix on Cross. Cross stared down at him, his hand gently rubbing the other's cheek.

A dark purple glow soon appeared on Nightmare's cheeks. He seemed to be stiff, having trouble moving. He could only shift his head to look up at Cross. Cross leaned down and pressed his teeth to Nightmare's forehead before pulling back. Nightmare struggled to speak and Cross shushed him, shaking his head.

"Don't... not yet... I'll have you tell me later because I'm sure there is something you want to say to me that is incredibly important..." Cross whispered to him. Nightmare blushed and looked down. Cross chuckled softly. He continued to rub Nightmare's cheek. Nightmare arched his back and nuzzled his face into Cross' hand and the other felt his breath on his palm.

Cross smiled. At the end of the bed, Chara was curled up on the covers, twitching and almost seeming to be guarding the both of them. Cross watched in quiet amusement before moving his gaze back down to Nightmare.

"Why do you have to be so stubborn?" Cross said softly. He slipped his hands down Nightmare's body and the other's face lit up as he inhaled shakily. Cross' hands stroked his hips. Nightmare's face flushed and he let out a shaking gasp. Cross watched him, taking Nightmare all in.

"Yet... so beautiful..." Cross murmured. He leaned down and pressed his teeth to Nightmare's. Nightmare pushed back and opened his mouth, immediately submitting to Cross, who blinked before chuckling in surprise. "Eager, aren't we?" Nightmare blushed more, seeming to realize what he'd done.