"Criminal Record"

Chapter 6

Frisk's POV

I jolted awake staring at the ceiling in the dark bedroom. I wish I hadn't had a nightmare tonight, or any other night at that cost. I wish they would go away forever and leave me alone to sleep peacefully and dream about something nice. I knew that was never gonna happen though, sadly...

I shifted slowly then smiled a little seeing I was with G.  I'm glad I could move back in with him, this place felt more like home then my small apartment did. I shifted a little more laying my head on his chest softly trying not to wake him up with how I'm moving, then stared at the echo flowers on the walls. I couldn't see them well but I knew they were there. They had that calming sensation to them, they would listen to you talk and not say a word. Until someone else came along and listened to it. 

I'd have to say, I loved the echo flowers...Even if G did hear me that one time singing to them. 

I felt him slowly begin to move a little making me freeze where I was, making it seem like I was still asleep and not awake. He slowly wrapped his arm around me pulling me closer against him to keep me warmer. 

"I know yer awake, Angel..."

"How...did you know...?"

"Before ya hurt yerself...when ya were upset ya would stare at the Echo Flowers in the middle of the night until ya fell asleep."

"Do...you remember why I would stare at them..?"

"They seemed...to give ya memories. Happy memories of yer past and the present."

I nodded slowly cuddling closer against him staring at them still. He was right about that, they did calm me down. 

"Did ya have a nightmare, Love..?"

"Yes...I did..."

He nods slowly rubbing my back slowly, I looked up at him staring at his face. Well until he noticed I was then looked back at me and smiled softly kissing my head. I giggled a little relaxing laying my head on his chest more looking at him in his eye sockets. His Iris was so beautiful in the dark light. It seemed just glow prettier in the dark, I wondered what he thought of about my eyes. I didn't like my eyes really but I bet he does. 

"G..."

"Yes, Angel..?"

"Do...you like my eyes..?"

"Why do ya ask?"

"I don't know...I was just thinking of staring at your iris..it made me think of what you think of my eyes..."

He nods slowly still staring at me softly moving some hair out of my face slowly reading my expression. 

"When ya were gone...I'd try and find the same color somewhere, I couldn't find it...I used to try and look back in the past timelines to see yer eyes..ya didn't open yer eyes until later on the surface and only once in the underground. I missed looking into yer eyes and getting lost into thought thinking about you..is that what yer kinda doing right now Angel with staring at me?"