Chapter Text
Kisses
It was the typical morning for the castle, the eerie atmosphere, cold air lingering around, creaky floorboards and that smell of rotten apples that seems to never go away to the point they are noise-blinded by it… spite not having noises. The castle was still, everything… surprisingly quiet.
Just another typical day for the bad sanses, nightmare was in his office doing who knows what in there, horror was practicing his cooking skills in the kitchen with no supervision (bad idea), dust was on the couch watching TV, trying to drown out papyrus and... Killer was nowhere in sight.
Huh.
Maybe dust will finally have some peace and-
“OH DUST~”
Never mind I guess. Dust goans and slumps in the couch trying to hid himself, It's bad enough he has papyrus yelling in his head almost 24/7, he didn't need killer to do the same but yet here was killer, ever since Dust arrived at the castle it's been killer's mission to annoy the fuck out of him and make his time here hell. He hated it. He hated killer. Killer and his dumb emotionless smile. Stupid.
Dust was too distracted in his mind thinking about how dumb and stupid killer was to realize killer had already found him and was now sitting next to him, leaning over him like a cat wanting something.
“Hi dust~”
Dust glanced over to him as killer played with his hood a bit, which he swiped killer's hand away in annoyance. “What do you want? Pest”
“Pest? Damn, that's a new one” he laughs.
“I'm going on a mission in a bit and want to give you something before I go…”
Dust scoffs, killer's voice was weirdly soft or as soft as an emotionless skeleton can be. Killer couldn't feel any emotions, well not in stage two or above, he was able to feel in stage one but their boss, nightmare, never allowed it and would always bring killer back to stage two if ever caught in that first stage. He sat up straight now, Killers probably gonna give him a wet willy or punch him in the arm or something stupid like-
He suddenly felt something on his cheek. He put a hand up to feel what it was before looking at Killer with slight wonder.
Did killer just kiss him?
And on the cheek too.
No words were able to escape him in that moment as killer fixed Dust's hood up for him as he softly spoke. “Just thought you deserved one, cya after my mission dust~” killer gave him another kiss, this time on the forehead before teleporting away, most likely to get ready for his mission.
Dust was left there shocked and confused on the couch. The TV still on, now just white noise in the background. The room was quiet, still, frozen in time, his cheekbones felt… warm. Dust was shocked and confused, hell what killer did was so shocking and confusing, even Papyrus felt speechless just like Dust.
‘That was… something…’
“Something indeed…” dust agrees, muttering his reply under his breath. Was killer trying to annoy him by kissing him? If so it was working… mostly. It left a warm feeling inside of him but that's probably cause kisses always sorta leave that warm feeling inside someone.
This kissing thing was going to get annoying quickly wasn't it?
Ringing
That's all he's able to hear
That and the loud voice of Papyrus telling him to kill himself
That he's a worthless brother
A mistake
A murder.
It was past midnight, dust was in his room having a breakdown, His breathing was unsteady, content ringing in his head along with the loudness of his brother talking to him, he tried to stay calm best he could but like always in times like these he wasn't able to. Not that he could. Everything… was much of a blur, as his mind went unfocused, like he was going to pass out from how much he was hyperventilating in that moment. Someone picked him up, held him, said something but he didn't catch what it was, all he was hearing was still loud ringing in his non-existent ears.
They laid him on his bed and seemed to crawl into bed with him, snuggling up to him, still holding him close as they kept talking to dust.
Slowly but surely dust started to calm down, Papyrus' voice started to dim out and the ringing started to go away, finally being able to focus and see it was none other than Killer holding him close, mumbling to him, but he couldn't quite hear what Killer was saying. He felt a warm touch on his forehead, killer kissed him, once again, just like this morning. He leaned into killer's kiss, as he started to cry.
He always ended up sobbing after a breakdown, crying himself to sleep. But now killer was here, holding him, comforting him, the annoying skeleton he always called a parasite… he cried hard, like he hadn't cried in years and was finally letting it all out.
He cried into killer, cried into his chest as killer started to rub his back, soothing him. “Let it all out dust, I'm not leaving you…”
He didn't deserve any of this, killer's surprisingly sweet words made him cry harder. He heard the door open but he didn't turn to look, lost in his cry to care. Took a bit before whoever came in finally left, killer pulled the covers over them both, dust finally started to calm down. Killer wiped his tears away, once again kissing him, lasting a few seconds longer before finally pulling away.
“Good night dust, sleep well. I'll be here when you have any bad dreams…”
Dust held him harder, wanting to push him off and tell him to fuck off, that he didn't need him or his comfort, but a lass he softened his grip as he couldn't do it to his surprise. Killers comfort, his hold, the kisses… he tells himself he doesn't need it, doesn't like it, and yet deep down he craved it, craved the comfort, craved the love… but not that LOVE he's all so familiar, a love he hasn't felt in all so long.
He signs, snuggling closer as he lets himself drift off to sleep, killers' own soft snores and the red light from his soul filling the room.
And for once in Dust's life…
There were no nightmares…
Just sleep…
And comfort…
Dust was woken up by yelling from outside his room, to his surprise he had a good sleep, no nightmares, no bad dreams, just peaceful sleeping... Till it got ruined by the yelling of course. From what he can tell it was horror and killer fighting right outside of his door, though it was muffled so he wasn't able to hear what they were saying very clearly.
He opened his eye sockets, trying to wake himself up. His room was quite messy, with dirty clothes on the floor, holes and bone attacks in the wall, his bed surprisingly in good shape but very messy and unkept. The light bulb was broken so he wasn't able to turn on the lights, other than his side lamp nightmare got him as no one bothered to fix the light in his room, not even dust.
Lazily getting out of bed he walked over to the door and opened it making the two other skeletons stop fighting and look. “Oh morning dusty~, did you sleep well?” Dust managed to look at killer's face, that same dumb smile… why did his smile feel warmer all of a sudden?
“You're proving my point killer-”
“Oh shut the hell up drool fest” killer snapped at horror, his arm going around dust to pull him closer as both of them started to fight and bark again. Dust didn't try and pull away from killer's hold, too tired to do so. Not to mention how warm killer felt.
He and killer had cuddled once before and that was when Dust was sick. Killer came in to annoy him but in a turn of events went into his bed and cuddled with him when he was shivering. The warmth was nice, killer's warmth was nice, can't help but seek it. Now every time he felt killer touch him, hold him, he had to fight back from leaning into him, having to push him away. But of course, when you're tired you don't have that energy to push someone away, leaving dust slightly helpless in killer's hold.
His thoughts cut short as a tenticale wrapped around him, welp there goes that warmth. Nightmare walked up to them, having killer and horror finally stop fighting. He just looked down at the two and dust before clearing his “throat” and speaking.
“You three have a mission today so I want you all to eat and get ready by ten got it?” Both killer and horror nod while dust just dangled in nightmares hold, still pretty tired but he gives a small nod. Nightmare finally sets dust down, giving him back to killer.
“And someone give Dust some coffee, otherwise he's going to cling to one of you the whole mission…”
“Aw, but why? He's cute like that~” the goop-covered skeleton stared at the teasing skeleton, glaring at him that gave ‘something is on about you but can't tell what or how to prove it’. He signs, pinching the bridge of his nose, “just give him some coffee so he can function properly…”
Killer groans but nods, picking up dust and walking to the steps to head down to the kitchen, walking past Horror who gave a small chuckle. “I don't know about you boss… but something tells me killer has a little—”
“Crush?” nightmare says cutting horror off, “Seems like it. Using the fact that he teases Dust to have the excuse to kiss him…” he paused, thinking things through, “don't get involved, I'm actually curious on what will happen between the two knowing dust and both their mental states with their LV and all. Tease them all you want just don't interfere with it unless one of them asks, got it?”
“I wonder if killer will actually win him over…”