"Chara, I'm sad." Cross whined at the ghostly apparition of a child that flocated next to him.

"Okay, gimmie your arm." Chara said.

"Are you gonna give me pats?" Cross asked hopefully.

"... Maybe." Chara replied.

Cross gave Chara the arm.

...

Chara slapped him--

"Chara!! What was that for!?" Cross cried out in shock. Chara was dying of laughter in the background, barely able to speak.

"You- haha! You aren't sad now, are ya!?"

Then Cross started crying.

Chara immediately stopped laughing, and looked down at the sad skele, pity and guilt taking over his expression. Then, he finally leaned down, giving Cross a hug.

"I'm sorry, Crossy. It's okay. I won't do it again." Chara spoke, words soft and genuine. Cross sniffled.

"I-it's okay, Chara... I forgive you." Cross smiled softly. "Hey, Chara?"

"What?"

"When do you think Ink will be back?"

"... Dunno. Probably never. You know how he is. He most definitely forgot about us." Chara spoke, the truth sinking into himself and Cross. Cross teared up once more.

"I... I kn-knew he would, b-but... It's too soon, Chara! He... He was our only way out!" Cross cried.

"I know, I know... But, you wanna know something, Criss-Cross?"

"What?"

"I'll never leave you. Even when I get my own body, I'll never ever leave you alone." Chara spoke, reassuring Cross. Cross looked up at him, hope shining in his eyelights.

"Really? Do... Do you promise?"

...

"I promise, Crossy. I promise."

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Cross hugged himself, tears involuntarily seeping out of his eyes.

Chara promised he would stay, and then the second he got his way, he left Cross alone in the dust...

Cross's crying grew more intense, but he still tried to stay quiet.

However, his spouse was already awake, and alert.

"Crossy? What's wrong? Are you okay?" Killer asked groggily, sitting up.

"I, yes, I'm alright... Go back to sleep, Kills..." Cross trembled out, his voice wavering. Killer immediately saw through Cross's martyr bullshit and hugged Cross from behind, kissing his neck in a soft show of affection.

"Crossy, this is the fourth time this week that you've woken up from a bad dream. Come on, you can tell me, Crossy. I love you, no matter what you tell me." Killer stopped kissing Cross's collum, and gently laid Cross's body onto his own, untangling Cross's arms from his legs, and taking out some of the tension he built up. Cross sighed, still a little tense and worried, but feeling a bit better.

"I... It was about Cc this time. And how he... He left me..." Cross could feel himself crying again at the thought of it.

"Oh, Crossy, I'm so sorry to hear that you dreamt of that... I know how much it hurt you, dear. But, while Chara may have left you, well, that's in the past. You have me, and Mori now. We're family, Crossy. We'll never leave you, dearest." Killer responded softly. Gentle hands carressed his cheek and small kisses were placed also over his skull. Weak giggles escaped Cross as the kisses continued lightly tickling his skull. Killer smiled at this. Cross was relaxing a bit.

"Thank you, Killer. I appreciate you, a lot..." Cross hummed in satisfaction, leaving into Killer and his warming touches and kisses. He really was lucky to have such a wonderful husband. "I love you, Killer."

Killer pressed a gentle kiss in Cross's teeth, smiling and replying.

"I love you too, snowflake."

The two leaned back into the bed, with Killer holding Cross closely, and with Cross smiling softly.