奔跑後的落葉- Wither x Skeleton Fanfic

惡夢

I struggle and attempt to escape their strong hold on my arms, but it was no use. I was tossed effortlessly inside of the enchantment room, my entire body aching. I was met with another wither skeleton, along with a witch. The guards whispered their orders. The wither skeleton nods, preparing a potion.

"No... Stop... Please, let me go," I whisper, my voice shaking. They are indifferent to my pleas as they continue to prepare the elixir.

My eyes fill with tears. This is how my freedom ends, isn't it? I'll never be able to see Herobrine again. I'll never be able to see my classmates again. I'll never be able to see... Skeleton.

The thought of him catches me off guard.

My thoughts soon get interrupted as a guard props me onto a wooden chair, tying a rope around me to prevent escape. My breathing shallows as a blood-red elixir is brought up to my lips. It smelled bile.

"Make sure he drinks every drop," the skeleton says, "All wise it won't be effective."

The nozzle gets forcefully shoved inside my mouth. I end up choking on the bile liquid, tears filling my eyes.

...This truly is the end, isn't it?...

"Wake up!"

My vision starts to fade and my whole body becomes numb.

"WAKE UP!"

Huh?

My eyes snap open, my bones drenched with sweat. Skeleton was standing beside me, a worried expression on his face. "Are... Are you okay? You were screaming in your sleep."

I don't answer his question, my mind still adjusting to reality. That... That was just a dream? Oh, what a relief...

"Y-Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine." I stand up and brush off the whole thing, heading to the dining room. Skeleton trails behind me, silent.

That felt so real... I let out a soft sigh, spawning pumpkin pie into my right hand and munching on it subconsciously. That's when I notice Skeleton staring at me, rather intensely.

"What?" I ask, seemingly snapping him out of his daze. "You haven't answered my question yet."

"I did. I said I was fine."

"Clearly, you aren't. Your pie is on fire."

"What are you talking about-!" I jump as the stinging scent of smoke tinges my nose. I toss the burnt pastry onto the ground in surprise. Skeleton chuckles softly.

I glare at him and spawn another pie, shoving the entire pastry inside of my mouth. He seems amused by all of this, holding in a laugh as he sits down to eat his breakfast.

"Seriously, though, Wither, are you okay?"

"..." Why did it matter to him? Knowing him, telling him about my past will definitely be a bad decision on my part.

"I said I'm fine."

He shrugs. "Alright then. I'm going to go out and walk. I haven't done that for a while."

"I'm coming," I say.

"I didn't invite you-!"

"Too bad. Guess you're stuck with me. Besides, I have nothing better to do today anyway."

He groans but doesn't protest. The two of us quietly exit the house, enjoying the cool breeze.

'If those damn skeletons hadn't killed my own son, you wouldn't even be given such an honor.' I freeze at the thought of my father's words.

Maybe it would've been better if they hadn't taken me in... I felt nothing but overwhelming guilt.

"Hey, Wither," Skeleton says, "You're making that face again."

"What face? I'm fine."

"I didn't say you weren't fine."

Shit. I expected a smug expression from him, but I was caught in surprise when his expression was a worried one.

"I, uh... I had a nightmare. That's all."

"No shit. What happened?"

This question catches me off guard. Doubt he'll want to hear about my family issues...

"Nothing worth talking about."

"Stop that," he says, "Clearly, it's bothering you. Can't you just open up for once?"

"..."

"Fine then," he says, about to walk off.

"I-It... It was about my father." I flinch slightly. I haven't seen him for years. This is the first time I've ever talked about him. Skeleton slows down to match my pace, eyeing me attentively.

"He..." I sigh. "He wasn't especially happy to see me. Because, well, I ran away."

"You ran away?" I nod and stare down at the dimly-lit sidewalk. "Yeah..."

He places a hand on my shoulder. "Look, Wither... I'm sure whatever reason you ran away from him was for your own good. Don't think too much about it, okay?"

"...Yeah." The two of us walk quietly after that, awkward silence filling the space between us.

I notice Skeleton holding his arms close to his chest, shivering slightly as another cold wave of wind brushes past us.

"You're cold?" He shakes his head. "No, I'm fine."

"You're doing exactly what you told me not to do like ten minutes ago."

"..."

"Well? Are you cold?"

"Fine. Yeah, I am. Just a little bit. It's not a big deal."

I shake my head and sigh. "Stubborn as usual, I see." I use my abilities to spawn a cloak into my hands. "Come here."

He pauses for a moment, his expression unreadable. I stride to him and place the cloak over his shoulders. "There. That'll warm you up." (A/n: Yeah, in other ways probably- Oops sorry no more commentary I swear.)

"U-Uh, thanks..." He avoids my gaze, staring at the sidewalk. I watch him closely, noticing his slightly pink cheekbones.

Cute.

...

Cute?!

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