Human Dom! Cross X Sub! Nightmare | Treasure

Chapter 23

Cross was facing a wall, leaning against it.
He clutched his hands into a fist in pain at the tailor fixed and tighten his wedding clothing.

"Today is your big day...! You have to look your best!" She said, sewing a parts of Cross' clothes. She pulled the needle and cut it before sewing a  different section.  The tailor suddenly gasped. "Oh, dear..." She whispered when she saw blood. Cross noticed, then sighed. "It's fine. Pain's.. amusing," Cross said softly as the tailor blushed. "Y-Yes, sir... I'll find a cloth to wipe it," she said, pulling the needle and thread out then cutting it.  

Cross looked in a mirror after the tailor left. 

((Yes, he is wearing that outfit--))

Cross sighed and shrugged at himself. He was cool with this outfit, only because it was comfy. 

"Here, your majesty," The tailor walked up to Cross, wiping the blood from the clothes, and it all came off. 

The tailor fixed Cross' collar and sleeves before trying to fix his hair. 
She tried to fluff it, but Cross grabbed her by the wrist. 

"Not the hair," Cross slightly growled before letting go. "Yes... sir," the tailor said softly, then sighed. "I'm about finished. Let me fix up your makeup," the tailor said. "Makeup?" Cross said. "Yes. Your cheek scar. It's not fit for a royal," the tailor said, but... Cross loved his scar. It made him- well, him. And that was being stripped away from him. 

When Cross was completely finished, he looked... cunning.

People walked into the room.
Killer, Blue, Ink, and Lust.

Cross slightly glared at them, but he stopped. "What are you guys doing here?" Cross asked.

After that night on the balcony with Nightmare, he's snuck away from Dream to hang with Nightmare and the crew.

"You look great," Lust said. Cross rolled his eyes. "...Thanks..." He said softly. "So, I heard you wanted to run off with Nightmare," Killer said, then noticed the tailor was listening. Killer looked at Cross, then the tailor, then Cross again. Cross noticed too. "That was a silly nightmare he gave me," Cross said, the tailor walking off.

When she was completely gone.
"I can't stand a royal life. It's so boring," Cross said, crossing his arms. "I said you'd regret it," Killer said, Cross sighing. "It's fine Cross... I just... think that running away isn't a good way to do it," Ink said. "Yeah, there are usually people that can protest. Some of the crew is going to go just to protest against it," Blue said, Cross smiling. "I'll put faith in my crew," Cross said, Killer, giggling. "Oh, because you and Nightmare are in love, his crew is also yours?" Killer teased as Cross blushed. "Yeah," Cross said.

"Wait, so you see the wrong he is doing, right?" Lust asked. "Yeah... " Cross said. "...Dream is... a psycho..." Ink said. "Did he do anything else?" Blue asked. "... Well, yeah..." Cross said. "Cross, just say it," Ink said. "It wasn't bad, I mean, Dream got drunk... he was angry with me because I didn't want to have sex. Dream had... sent me to the torture room. But I don't remember anything," Cross said. "He did- what?" Ink hissed. "Oh my gawd, promise not to let Nightmare know this," Killer said. "Yeah, he'd go insane," Blue said. "Him? Go insane? He's a small, weak, little flower," Cross asked. "He's stronger than you," Blue said. "Yeah right," Cross said sarcastically. "Wait, Cross, you're Nightmare's whole world. If he finds out Dream did that to you... Nightmare... would... Let's just say, everyone won't live to tell the tale," Killer said. "Sure..." Cross started, then two people walked into the room.

"Ah...! Cross...! Good, good. Dream will fancy this!" It was Oya and Ace.
"My Queen, King," Cross greeted. 

"Are you ready?" Ace asked, but Cross looked down. "Hey, lighten up. Dream is just stressed," Oya said. "Yes, my queen," Cross whispered.

"Wait, you're both Nightmare's parents right?" Killer asked, getting both Oya and Ace's attention. "Yes, we are. Who are you?" Oya asked. "Do you guys love Nightmare?" Killer asked. "Of course we do," Oya said. "Why do you treat him like shit?" Lust asked. "He's a terrible person," Oya said, Killer, scoffing. "What'd he do?" Killer asked. "He's been rude and disobedient. He killed people then tried to blame it on his innocent older brother. Nightmare is spoiled. He wants everything he wants or he'll throw a huge fit," Oya said as Ace rolled his eyes. Killer scoffed.

"Can Nightmare and Dream control feelings?" Blue asked. "Indeed they can," Ace said. "Would if Dream was controlling your emotions to make Nightmare seem like a bad person?" Cross asked. "Cross, honey, Dream is a perfect child," Oya asked. "Would if Dream was just jealous because Nightmare had greater power than his...?" Cross asked. "Cross, don't start this," Oya growled, Cross looking down. 

"What would happen if Cross doesn't want to get married to Dream?" Ink asked. "Oh, he can decline," Ace said. "Can I?" Cross asked. "Most definitely not! Dream is special. If he wants something, we'll make sure it happens," Oya said. "Nightmare is special too," Cross said. "Cross! Enough!" Oya hissed, making Cross silent. "Your wedding is in the ballroom. Come on, everyone is there now," Oya said, Cross glaring at nothing.

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Cross was in the ballroom. He was standing by the priest. 
The ballroom had over hundreds of seats and were all filled. He was looking around for someone. 
Everyone was talking, since the wedding hasn't started yet. 

Cross felt his heart beginning to sink when he didn't see them, but...
Nightmare walked up to Cross. 

Nightmare was wearing...
Nightmare had his hair in a high, slightly messy bun. It looked rushed, but very cute. 

Cross looked at Nightmare with relief but frowned. Cross knew something was wrong. 

"Cross... We can't..." Nightmare whispered, looking away. "What's wrong, Night?" Cross asked. He was about to cup Nightmare's cheek, but Nightmare grabbed Cross's hands with both of his own. "We can't do this... You can't leave Dream," Nightmare said, then Cross's soul stopped beating. "...Why...?" Cross whispered. "My brother... He loves you," Nightmare whispered. "No he doesn't, he just-" "He... he has a crush on you. He developed feelings. And I can't- I can't do that to him," Nightmare said quietly. "Night... please... Don't... Don't do this to me..." Cross whispered. Nightmare shook his head. "... Nightmare, I'm useless, aren't I?" Cross asked. "... Of course, you aren't...! I just... I can't hurt my brother anymore... I can't..." Nightmare whispered. "Night, please..." Nightmare shook his head. 

"Nightmare."
Nightmare backed away from Cross, both of them looking at Ace, who walked up. 
"Daddy, I..." Ace pet Nightmare's head gently. "Go sit. I'm about to go out to walk with Dream," Ace said. "Okay," Nightmare whispered before walking away. 

"Cross," Ace called, Cross looking at him.

"I know what you mean. Trust me. Dream is very controlling. You're Nightmare's amour, not Dream's, but Dream is selfish. He only wants the attention on him. When they ask you if you take Dream for your one and only King, decline it, alright?" Ace said, Cross slightly smiling. "Would if he doesn't ask?" Cross asked. "Then that won't count as an actual marriage. If they don't ask you, you're not married, so you could just run off with Nightmare," Ace said, then sighed. "You care about Nightmare?" Cross asked as Ace smiled. "Of course I do. He was almost a Father's boy. Nightmare took everything from me. He's a captain of a huge ship and I was a sailor. Nightmare is doing things I did, but doing better," Ace said, Cross blushed and smiled. 

"King Ace, you must come," someone called softly. 

"Alright," Ace said. He walked away, out of the room. 

Cross's facial expression went completely blank when he heard wedding music beginning to play.