Chapter Eight

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“Well that was unexpected…” Dust says, looking at the rest of the group. 

“He. Hurt. NIGHTMARE.” Growled Dream. Cross grabbing Dream gently.

“It’s okay… Dream.” Cross says sitting Dream down.

“He hurt my brother! How is that ok!?” Dream growled annoyed

“He didn’t hurt him, purposely. Dream calm down, he’s fine now.” Cross said, hugging Dream.

“He bit him, causing him to bleed. He meant to do harm to him!” Dream growled trying to get out of Cross’s arms. Cross was getting annoyed.

“Dream you obviously don’t know how love works, enough to understand that’s how some people use it.” Cross says annoyed.

“If you love someone why hurt them” Dream said squirming. He grabs Dream.

“Sorry guys, I will be back.” Cross said. Dragging Dream with him.

“Have fun,” Ink said. 

“As long as Dream won’t kill, Killer, we're good,” Cross said, avoiding Dream’s flying arms.

“Thanks Ink. Let’s go, Dream.” Cross says while pulling Dream with him.

“Let go!” Dream said annoyed. Cross sighs, pulling him to Dream's room.

“Alright you NEED to calm down. Nightmare is fine and Killer is caring for him. If he didn’t. He wouldn’t have stopped.” Cross says.

“Nightmare has never whimpered let alone have tears in his eyes not around someone” Dream points out getting more annoyed as he keeps going.

“Alright Dream I don’t think you know enough about what Nightmare and what he has gone through. He takes pain differently from the rest of us.” Cross says.

“He Won’t CRY when he’s in pain. Not in front of anyone he fricken hid it from me!” Dream yelled

“YES HE DOES!? YOU JUST HAVE NEVER SEEN IT!?” Cross yells back.

“NO HE DOES NOT HE’LL LOCK THE FUCKING DOOR AND CRY!? NOT CRY IN FRONT OF ME, ERROR, YOU, BLUE, INK, ANY OF US HE SHUTS US OUT LIKE WE’RE SHIT” Dream said Shattered showing a little

“HE WASN’T EVEN CRYING THAT MUCH!? IT HURT AND HE GAVE A WARNING TO KILLER!?” He was getting frustrated.

“Grrrrr” Dream growled “HE WAS BITTEN MULTIPLE TIMES THE PAIN WAS THERE AND HE FINALLY BLED YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO MAKE HIM BLEED!?!?” Dream Snapped.

“I KNOW DREAM!? I KNOW!? I-i…” Cross stops. 

“Sorry I’m a handful I know….” Dream said quietly curling up on his bed.

“No you just have never known the feeling…” Cross said. 

“What feeling?” Dream quietly said, tears dripping down his eyes. Before Dream had any idea what 

Cross was doing, so he kissed him, pinning him onto the bed.

“Mmph!” Dream failed to process in the two seconds it happened. Cross was sliding his hand down Dream’s back.

“St-stop it,” Dream said. “It tickles”

“Good…” Cross says. He nibbles Dream's neck.

“Wait wh-why are you doing t-this” Dream said holding back a smol moan. He bites drawing a little blood. He licks it.

“Your blood is sweet… Kind of like candy.” Cross says playing with Dream.

“My blood isn’t candy” Dream said gently kicking Cross.

“*grunting* Oww.” Cross says.

“I said my blood wasn’t candy and you kept licking it” Dream snickered.

“Do you understand why Killer did it then?” Cross asks.

“Fine I won’t kill him” Dream said playfully. “Maybe”

“Oh I should probably let you know you probably won’t be able to walk…” He says quickly.

“OvO …….. Son of a potato” Dream said sadly.

“Sorry Dream....” Cross says.

“Fine I want cuddles though” Dream said curling closer to Cross.

“Alright then” Cross says, pulling him in his arms. They fall asleep.

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