#fem!cross

Chapter 5 - A little bit tired, a little bit affectionate

Tw: (implied) dubcon

It was Carla’s day off, so that meant she would spend the time in Diana’s old house watering and taking care of her plants in general, but she also gave herself the work to clean the house for the sake of the memories not only she, but her friend had of that place.

It has been a couple weeks since she last visited Diana in her new house - the meeting with Harold was good enough for her not to miss the place for a long time.

Though, she missed her friend. They only talked through calls, and though she didn’t miss going to Harold and Diana’s house, it was weird that Dee never invited her anymore. Something inside her SOUL said that her friend’s husband had something to do with that.

At the moment, she was cleaning what before was Diana’s old room. It still smelled like vanilla, though some months have passed since she moved out. That smell… It really brought back a good sensation that Carla missed - and that was why she avoided moving things in her friend’s old room, or else the smell…the sensation would go away.

She went to water the plants in the corridor of the house, meanwhile looking at the pictures she saw in the many times she visited it - she wasn’t much of a person that thought about the past, but she just… really wanted to feel the nostalgia to kick in.

So she could avoid thinking about her feelings

The biggest picture was the only one in which Nim could be seen. She was a very beautiful woman - an anthropomorphic plant monster. Her twins looked nothing like her - they probably took that from their other genitor.

Sadly, Carla never got to meet Nim when she was alive, but when Diana - and rarely even Nora - talked about her, she sometimes could feel her presence.

What she knew was that Nim cared about her daughters and wanted them to have the best. She sometimes wondered if she would approve Diana’s marriage…

She heard a sound of steps coming from the front door that immediately made her alert.

Could it be a burglar? Diana’s house didn’t have many things, but only the stars knew what a burglar could search for in houses like her friend’s.

She picked an empty vase, holding it defensively as she waited for the door to open.

… It was Diana. For some reason she was using a cape that hid her face.

“Dee?!”, Carla exclaimed, putting the vase down. “What are you doing here?”

Diana looked away, as she sighed, defeated.

“I came here because I knew you would come to water my plants”, she admitted.

“Oh”, the other simply said, a bit caught off guard.

“I needed to see you.”

“Is there something wrong? Oh-”, Carla exclaimed, as her friend hugged her.

“I missed seeing you”, she admitted, not letting go of her friend. “My house isn’t my house without your visits.”

Carla blushed faintly. “I… I missed you too, Dee.”

She gently caressed the back of her friend, liking the warmth of their embrace.

She did not want to let go, and she suspected her friend shared the feeling.

“Why don’t we sit on your sofa?”, Carla suggested, to what Diana simply answered with a nod.

They sat side by side, and Diana leaned her head on her friend’s shoulder as she sighed.

“What is wrong?”, Carla asked worriedly.

“I… It has been just very tiring lately”, Diana admitted. “I am sorry for making you worried… it is just…”

“No, no. It is alright”, the other reassured. “I am here.”

Diana sighed. “Thank you.”

“That’s what friends are for, right?”, Carla said as she gently patted her friend’s back, what made her smile a bit.

“You are a really good friend, Carrie”, the yellow skeleton mumbled.

Carla blushed, as it was the first time Diana used the nickname that way… It made her SOUL warmer, somehow.

“Just because you are a better one”, she said back.

Diana didn’t seem like getting away from Carla anytime soon… and she adored the very thought of it, though it felt wrong to feel that way when her friend seemed so… anguished.

“Are you sure you don’t want to talk about what is bothering you?”

Diana stood in silence for a while, as if mentioning anything was a sin. “...I’m sorry”

“Don’t be. It is alright.”

Her friend looked at her, as if in almost disbelief of what she heard. She nuzzled her friend’s shoulder, before looking at her with a sad and tired smile - a silent way to say ‘thank you for being here’.

Carla couldn’t help but caress her friend’s cheek, not minding how close her face was from her friend’s. 

But eventually, the distance between them was none.

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Cross (Carla) by jakei95

Dream (Diana) by jokublog

Nim (mentioned) by jokublog

“where do you want to go?” killer asked out of curiosity, but cross hushed him before he could add more

“I’ll tell you when we get there! It’s supposed to be a secret place-“ she frowned in thought

“a secret doesn’t look so secret anymore when you tell someone about it” he smiled, but she waved it off

“I just don’t want nightmare to find out. Besides, I know I can trust you with that” she smiled softly, her eyes focused on the portal. She sadly missed killer’s blush by doing so.

“just get inside quick—“ she jumped in and killer followed, but she didn’t close it; only made it smaller.

“huh? Why aren’t you…and what is even this place???” he gestured to the emptiness as he smiled nervously –feels like home again huh-, but she chuckled, trying to explain

“you see…in order for me to hide- er- stay alone for a bit rather, I need a place where no one can track me, and you can probably guess, but this is a void; not even a gaster is here, so nightmare can’t track the positivity or negativity for him to find me in this “au””

she pointed at the portal “and that- well, just in case I fall asleep; you can’t get in and out of here without me, since I altered the code enough for the access to be limited to my magic and mine only, but if you need to return back in the castle you can just take my blade and make the portal bigger; no need for my help.” She said as she made the code of the void appear

“so that’s where you go when night’s searching for you-“ he laughed, but she just brushed it off

“I always come back in the end don’t i? no need to search for me like a kid—“ she frowned, but killer just shrugged “not so sure about the kid part, but go ahead.” his smiled widened a tipsy bit as her expression hardened in annoyance, a small blush covering his cheeks

“whatever…I just need to make everything appear” she grinned when multiple furniture and objects popped in, and quickly turned over to killer

“now we can just watch it without being disturbed!” she smiled. There WAS a tv back in the castle, but it was mostly used for movie nights with all the gang, and she couldn’t quite shake how embarrassing the idea of anyone walking in, even if they were just watching some series together

She blushed at the thought, how stupid

“You really like making things simple do you?” he chuckled at their surroundings. There weren’t much color to everything besides blacks and whites, with the exception of the light and dark shades of purple, and she didn’t really try filling up the place with useless decorations either, only putting effort in making it less lonely and depressing.

“Why bother right? I have a bed, a couch, a tv, a bathroom and a fridge, what else would I need?” she shrugged at the thought, but she considered that the other’s presence did make everything feel more…cozy

‘Guess I do need something then—‘

  “Want anything?” she made her way to the fridge and took some snacks out, and carefully picked a chocolate bar, hiding the white flavored one. Killer might kill her for owning such a thing

“Something sweet if possible” it was vague, but she had lots of treats ready for such a need

After she made a bowl of everything they wanted, she settled on the couch, a small distance separating her from the other.

They would sometimes break the silence by some funny remarks about the characters, or just nagging each other about who was going to die next since killer managed to watch some episodes beforehand

“sTOP trying to spoil me! I don’t want to know!” she shoved a pillow to his face and the other kept laughing until they both ended up giggling at the same time

It was silly, but it didn’t make it any less fun

Spending time with each other always is

“shut up and let me watch you brainless idiot” she huffed, and killer tilted his head on the sofa’s arm set a bit more, muffling his last laughs

They stayed silent for a long while, and killer already knew why the other didn’t engage in anymore conversations

Cross was exhausted.

She’d been on intense training ever since he’d known her, always making sure to keep her stamina and endurance, along with her strength in check, which was more than impressive. She didn’t just gain her power and magic by slaughter or mass murdering and adding to her lv, but she worked hard herself to gain all of that, and that was something he admired her for.

But even with all of that she didn’t really look buff, quite the contrary; she seemed pretty sensitive and delicate, her skin looking like it’ll melt at the touch, if it wasn’t for her ice cold expression and her stiff personality-

The fact that he could see her smile and how flustered he can get her to be made him some sort of confident; proud to be able to get on her warmest side.

All of that train of thought was suddenly interrupted when the other’s head fell on his lap, and it took all of his self-control to not gasp in surprise

He wanted to comment on what happened when he realized how deep in sleep she was

He blushed a little, then wondered

‘god if only I had my phone- wait do I have it right now?’

He searched in his pockets, but he didn’t even had time to reach it that she whined in her sleep, bothered by the sudden movement. Killer hesitantly gave up, then paused

What to do?

Well… he didn’t feel sleepy yet, so he continued watching what was on screen, only his grin was slightly wider, brushing the other’s hair softly to lull her to sleep

“oh you’ll be soo pissed when I tell you about these episodes next time, crossy” he chuckled lightly, and the other just hummed in response

He knew he couldn’t stay for too long though; he was nightmare’s right hand, and he often asked for his presence while the others were gone

Though leaving her like that left a sour taste in his mouth

He placed her head on a pillow and made sure to turn off the tv, but as he was about to leave, he paused.

“…..”

And a kiss on the cheek for the go

He turned his head away and jumped into the portal

What he didn’t see was the over radiant blush cross had when she shot her eyes open

 .....

She made sure killer left before burying her head inside a pillow

Turns out pretending to sleep was more convenient that what she originally thought

“oh my god oh my god o h my GOD” her smile couldn’t get any wider

Denial wasn’t an option anymore

She was head over heels for him

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two best friends who just really really love each other, but none of them realizes that the other feels the same

yeah.

the illustration took me ages btw- i think you'll see why whenever i'll post it

but yeah i am obsessed with this pair. i dunno, it feels right in some way-  and i'm aaalll for the hurt/comfort it would bring ;D

and by the way, the kross writings i've sent you are related to eachother in the long run, but they are not specifically connected. which means you can read them in no particular order, like some oneshots, (unless i specify if there's a part 1 and two or more. but you'll see ;))

anyways, i just missed writing from time to time, and these two really helped me get my motivation back! and remember the 'it was bound to happen' endings i promised to write a while ago? well i'm still on it! i'm just really slow :')

hope you had a great day/night zu♥️

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AWWW this is too sweet!! I can't stop smiling reading about them \(//∇//)\ Ohhh I do remember, but please, take your time ♡

(Cause Dream uses he/him pronouns despite the booba,,,)