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Brotherly cross and chara
âCrooosss! Gimme the body!â Chara whined, flopping insubstantially across his younger brotherâs shoulders, the ghost kind of cuddling into him.
âWhy should I? We agreed that since this is my body, I get to keep in control almost all of the time.â Cross denied, frowning a little at the other as he continued to make lunch for himself.
âI⌠I really want to try some of those chocolate cupcakes. At least⌠At least one of them. Please? They look so goodâŚâ Chara pleaded, staring at the exquisitely made desserts.
âTheyâre for that fancy party thing that Boss is forcing us to go to. If we touch them beforehand, Doom and Despair, remember?â Cross responded, sighing a little bit as he shook his head. He pulled out a bar of chocolate from his inventory, taking a bite, humming at the taste - teasing his big brother a little.
â... So why are they here now, if the party-thing is in a week?â Chara mused, staring at the cupcakes and trying not to drool a little.
âIâm pretty sure that itâs a test of our self-control. See who cracks first. Or itâs an open source of temptation to see which of us he gets to punish for disobeying an order like this. Which is why Iâve got chocolate on me, to avoid that bit of temptation.â Cross pointed out, smirking a little bit.
â... Yeah, no, That sounds like him. Do you think that if we donât eat the cupcake, we wonât have to go to the party thing?â Chara mused curiously. Chocolate⌠Gimme some of that chocolate bar, you butt!â
âHmm⌠Fine. But if you so much as look at those cupcakes, Iâm taking back over.â Cross warned, a small smile appearing on his face as he turns off his eye lights, feeling himself float away.
âThank you, Â Cross.â Chara murmured as he eagerly devoured the chocolate bar.
âMmm⌠Youâre brooding again.â The lord of darkness hummed softly as he wrapped his arms around his b-elovedâs waist, pulling the other closer to him, pressing a light kiss to one of Genoâs cheeks.
A soft sigh left the perpetually-dying Sans as he felt some of the negativity and miserable feelings leave him, his eye light fuzzing out a little as he leans gratefully into the otherâs touch, well aware that the other was drawing his feelings away in order to restore his own strength. Still⌠He was feeling better, and for that, he was grateful âYeah. Itâs kind of my thing. Iâm trapped in this save screen, unable to leave without dying. The Kid whoâs killed everyone I love over and over again - well⌠One of them⌠Is trapped in here with me and wonât cooperate. What else am I going to do? Join Gaster in the void? No thanks.â
âIâd rather you not do that⌠For one thing, Iâm not sure that Gaster has your best intentions at heart, but would rather have someone to amuse himself in the eternal lonely emptiness of the void.â Nightmare rumbled, pressing another light kiss to the otherâs cheek. Heâd a rather bad fight with The Star Sanses less than an hour ago - and while his minions were healing and tending to their wounds, heâd slipped off here to one of his favored negativity siphons⌠And for some uncomplicated, gentle touch.
âYeah, Iâd rather not do that, either. Is there anything you can do to help my timeline?â Geno asked, huffing a little. He was well aware of just how dangerous the being who was holding him was. Heâd been tormented by the fucker for⌠Longer than heâd like to think of, before Nightmare had begun this new game of light touches and soothing speech. He didnât know what more the other thought he could get from him but⌠Geno lacked the strength to try to say no. He was⌠Surprisingly touch-starved, and even this dark being was a welcome sight for him⌠A relief from the misery and rage running through him⌠A balm to the sliver of a soul he still possessed.
âI would, if I knew which Undertale you are from⌠And there are a great many to search from. Your magical signature has helped to limit it to a certain percentage of the Undertales⌠However, there are still quite a few for me to search through, before I find your timeline.â Nightmare answered earnestly âBut I will do my best to aid your people, once I find them. I have all eternity to find them - barring the battles with the starlit idiots I engage in, so that they do not mess with that which is mine.â
â... Duly noted.â Geno had no idea if Nightmare truly was searching for his home timeline⌠Or if it would be any safer in his hands than in the humanâs⌠But heâd already made a deal with this particular devil, and his bed made. He was willing to pay the price, if it meant his people were free to live in a permanent post-pacifist timeline. Forever. The two of them cuddled for a while, until Geno drifted off to sleep in Nightmareâs arms.
âI⌠How are you⌠How are you doing that?â Geno spluttered as he watched his boyfriend turn himself into a pretzel. The other was in a full split, his hips flat against the ground, the other laying on his back leg and stretching with an elegance that he knew that he would never be able to match.
âHmm? Do what, mon coeur?â Hearts asked, a small grin appearing on his face as he sat up, grabbing his back leg and stretching a little bit further.
âThat! Iâve never been able to do much more than touch my thighs without getting really sore and⌠And you justâŚâ He gestures to the other, blushing a little bit as he tries not to spontaneously combust at the thoughts running through his head⌠Or show too much of his jealousy. âDo that like itâs nothing.â
âAh, love. Iâve always done what I can to stay as limber and flexible as possible. Getting all locked up doesnât help me in my line of work⌠I can help you learn how to be more flexible, Geno.â Hearts purred, pressing a little bit closer to his beloved, chuckling softly at the otherâs not-so-subtle pout. âIt takes time and practice, but Iâm sure that youâll become more limber, if thatâs what you want.â
âI.. Yeah. Itâd be nice to move a bit easier.â Geno answered after a moment. Also spending time with his boyfriend and being close also sounded wonderful. âI donât expect to ever be as flexible as you, thoughâŚâ
Hearts hummed again, a thoughtful expression appearing on his face âYou might not be⌠But itâs going to be fun teaching you.â With that, he got up and walked over to his boyfriend, pressing a light kiss to the otherâs lips.