Story Type: Angst
Requested: No
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Cross's POV
I was out doing a mission for boss. I should of just told him that I didn't want to do it. I was hoping I would get the day off since today is my birthday, but I guess that's not the case. What did I expect? My lover is the "king" of negativity. Of course he wouldn't give me the day off. I soon finished my mission and teleport to the castle. I was starting to head to the kitchen until Killer blocked my path. "Boss wants ya to head to your room. He said he had a surprise for ya." Killer spoke with little interest in his tone. I sighed before smiling. "Thanks for telling me Kill." I started walking to my room, blushing at some thoughts that were swarming in my mind. I soon opened my door and froze. My room was painted white with black spots. My bed looked the same as the walls. There were cow plushies on my bed and there were cow paintings everywhere. In the middle of the room stood my boyfriend. He was smirking. Why was he smirking? "Hello Cross~ Hope you like your new room. I designed it myself." Nightmare spoke with a sweet tone. I usually loved his sweet tone but it felt different this time. "Why did you design my room like this? You know I fear cows...." My tone was filled with fear and a bit sadness. "Why? Because it's your birthday. Also this is the perfect time to tell you something. I don't love you. Never did. I just accepted your confession so I can build all your hopes up and then crush them on your birthday~" Nightmare chuckled. I felt tears run down my face. It felt like someone just took my soul and ripped it to a million shreds. I could tell Nightmare enjoyed this. I bet he's feeding off all my negativity like this sick bastard he is. "Cross, I thought I told you and the others this way before you confessed. Let me remind you of something. I can't feel love. Even if I did, I would NEVER date or love you! Your just a pawn to me." Nightmare smirked before walking past me and shoving me in the room. He then closed the door behind him. I start hyperventilating from fear before passing out. This was officially the worst birthday ever.
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(A/N: I'm so sorry Cross. Happy birthday to Cross. Since it's 2020, I decided to write an angsty birthday oneshot for our fluffy Oreo. I hope you all enjoyed the oneshot. Also art does not belong to me. I can't draw-)
