Impure Saint (MareNight)

20

Lust let out a sigh at the sight of Night curled up in a small pile of pillows and blankets. He didn't expect Night to want to sleep by the sofa of all places, but as long as Night was comfy.

Lust let out a laugh at that, he's already acting like a mom yet he still has five months to go. It was strange, Night was already like a child, well, he held child like innocence and curiosity. The look on his face when he saw Mettaton on the TV is something Lust wouldn't forget.

The way Night's eyes lit up at the sight of the robot was exactly the way a child stared at a puppy. Amazement and awe brighting up those violet eyelights that shown strangely like the sun, mimicking it's bright and happy nature. Lust was purely astonished by the bright grin Night had, and he believed he found Night's favorite TV show.

Though Night only last through half the episode before clocking out, Lust couldn't blame him. It was probably a different timezone where Night had come from.

Lust found it odd though... he found it odd how timid Night was at the simple raise of the hand and he noticed he disliked and touch focusing on him for to long. He especially found it odd how Night only spoke one word and that was just his name. He'd yet to say an actual sentence, not only that but the injures he'd gotten... they were certainly inflicted by another person.

Lust frowned, had Night been abused? If so how long? He saw scars on his body, it explained why he wore the clothes that he did. Some scars seemed self inflicted, Lust would certainly know what those looked like thanks to a certain glitch, but some seemed completely different.

It worried Lust greatly and he wanted to punch the hell out of whoever wanted to hurt Night, how could you hurt him at all in the first place? He was adorable.

Lust perked up suddenly at the sound of the door opening along with a soft 'I'm home!'. A smile graced his face and he headed to the door, "Blue! How was the meeting?"

"It was horrible, I wanted to hit Ink with a frying pan. He keeps being a bastard about our relationship and your pregnancy." Blue grumbled sharply, "Is Ras not here?"

"Papy went out on a date with Meta, but we do have a guest." Lust responded with a smile.

"A guest?" Blue tilted his head. Lust only giggled and dragged Blue to the living room who paused at the sight of a smaller skeleton curled up with various blankets and pillows next to the sofa.

"A guest." Lust confirmed.

Blue looked over the skeleton, noting the bandages and the fact that he was possibly wearing one of Lust's sweaters and one of his pairs of pants. "Why's he in our clothes and what's with the bandages?"

"Papy found him all beaten up and he ripped his clothes to tend to his injuries." Lust sighed, "He's only said one thing and that was his name, he's jumpy like a feral dog that's been kicked one to many times."

"Has he answered yes or no questions?" Blue questioned, stepping past Night to get to the sofa, Lust doing the same.

"Yeah, he made it clear he didn't want to go back home when Papy mentioned it, it makes me think he's been through abuse..." Lust sighed.

Blue nodded in understanding, "What's his name?"

"Night, he said his name was Night."

Blue stopped to think, both Error and Dream have mentioned someone named Night... what was the relatio- Error is a friend, Dream is his brother... wait brother?

"I think I know where he's from?"

"You do?" Lust hummed, leaning into Blue's side softly.

Blue nodded, wrapping his arm around Lust gently, "I think he's a friend of Error's and Dream's brother..."