Love in our own way [Error x Ink & Multiship]

I'm Tired

Things I've learnt about myself:
° I procrastinate a lot (sorry this took ages to come out)
° I've given up on titles
° I am more emo than I realized
° I'm an emotional wreck
° I wrote a book that nOW HAS OVER 3K READS LIKE WTH GUYS THANK YOU SOOO MUCH I DON'T DESERVE THIS MY WRIGHTING SUCKS!

Cross' POV
"Chara I don't care, I can't just go kill some random human!" I whisper shouted. Chara had been restless over the last few days, I saw them motioning me in earlier so I made an excuse to go upstairs so I could talk to them without seeming insane.

"I'm not asking you to kill some random human, I'm asking you to kill a specific human!" They moaned.

"No you're not! You said kill some random Chara or Frisk!"

"Exactly! Not just any human, it has to be a Chara or a Frisk!"

"How do you even know this will work!?"

"I just have a feeling!"

"Oh a feeling well then if you have a feeling you must be right!" I mocked them, "Chara, I'm tired, I haven't slept properly in about four days because off you! Just leave me alone."

"Cross? Is that you?" A voice rung out from the hallway. Chara shot me a look and mouthed 'We'll talk later' before fading from existence.

"Uh, yeah I'm here." I replied to whoever called me. Nightmare walked into the room. He looked around the room as if looking for someone else.

"Were you talking to someone just then?" He must have heard me whispering to Chara.

"Uh no." I yawned trying to sound convincing.

"What have you been doing then?" He looked at me skepticaly.

"Oh y'know just getting away from the chaos downstairs, I went on my phone for a bit." As soon as I said that I started subtly searching my pockets for my phone, it wasn't there.

"Your phones downstairs." Nightmare said, narrowing his eyes.

"Oh yeah that's not what I meant, I just wanted to um- I was just-"

"Cross." Nightmare said sternly.

"Yeah." I sighed, my voice was quiet and I couldn't look at him, I knew I wasn't gonna be able to get out of this one easily but if I told the truth he'd just think I was insane.

"Who were you talking to." His eyes narrowed.

I looked right into his eyes, his gorgeous blue eyes...

THATS NOT WHAT I MEANT.

I felt my cheeks heat up and I hid my face in my fluffy hoodie so Nightmare didn't see it.

"Who were you talking to?" Nightmare seemed to be getting frustrated.

"Myself." I yawned again.

Nightmare looked back at me, he seemed to be debating whether or not to press the subject. In the end he must have decided to drop it.

"Ok Fluff. What were you saying?" He seemed unfazed at the fact he'd just given me a nickname, no smirk, no laugh, no cynical tone, nothing. I, on the other hand, was taken aback, I could feel my face heating up even more.

"D-did you just call me Fluff?" I wanted to slap myself for stuttering in front of Nightmare.

"Answer my question first." He said simply.

"Ok, I was just singing to myself. Did you call me Fluff?" I pressed the question more.

"What song?" He asked.