Requested by @Ink_My_Beloved
Also, I apologize for any incorrect details about/actions of depression.
Ccino POV:
I whistled as I made drinks for people in the morning. It's...repetitive. And that bores me. I don't get that many new customers. I finished the drink and turned to hand it to the customer. They were the last one in line for now. I sighed as they walked to a table. It's the same schedule day after day. Nothing new. The only thing that's kind of keeping me going is Night. He always has some interesting story about his friends or his brother.
Just as I was thinking about him, the small skeleton himself walked in. I smiled slightly and waited for him to come up.
"Hello, Night." I greeted.
"Hi..."
We talked as I made his coffee. I gave it to him and he left to a table with a little thank you. That was unusual. Night's usually more...happy. He's not the most happy person, that I know, but today...he just seemed really sad. I looked at him over at the table he'd gone to. The one in the farthest, darkest, lonely little corner of my cafe. My cats barely even go back there. He usually sits a bit closer to me. He opened his book and just began reading.
Maybe it's just today.
...
It was not just that day. It's making me more upset too, not from his aura, just that he's not doing well. But I think I know what's wrong. He used to come in everyday, which now slowed to once a week. I've also noticed his attitude go from quietly optimistic to snappy pessimist. I...I think he's falling into depression.
I would know. I already have. I sighed once more. I won't let him get to where I am. He doesn't deserve that.
I walked over to him in his corner and pulled a chair to the small table.
"Hey Night?" I asked
"Hmm?" Not even a hello.
"You doing okay?" He nodded but didn't look up from his book. "Are you sure, Night? I'm worried about you." He just nodded again, not even trying to look at me. "Can you look at me?" Night quickly glanced at me and went back to his book. "Night..."
"It's not important...I'm fine." He finally muttered.
"Night anything that upsets you is important."
"It's fine, Ccino." He said sternly.
"Did I do something? Why're you over here?" That was one of my worst fears. Night's my only good friend. I don't want to upset him.
"No." I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Well you can tell me anything, Night. I'm always here for you. And your friends are too."
"I'm okay, Ccino."
I could tell Night tensed up so I knew to back off. But I still wasn't satisfied.
"Wanna hang out tomorrow after I close?" I asked.
"I don't know..."
"Come on! It'll be fun!"
"No."
"Fine then."
I hugged Night, which he didn't accept nor deny. He just...sat there. I just wanted to hold him.
...
I closed the cafe the next day and was quite sad. I want to go check on Night. He didn't come in today, which wasn't unusual, but I was getting worried. I decided to text Night that I was coming over.
C: Night, I'm gonna come over in a bit okay?
N: No. You don't have to.
C: I want to.
N: Why?
C: Bc I want to see you.
N: No.
That's not gonna stop you, is it?
C: Not a chance.
I shut off my phone and stood up. Off I go.
I arrived at Night's house. Mansion? Anyway he gave me a spare key so I knocked and when there wasn't an answer I went in. None of his friends/roommates were here right now. I think he calls them his 'idiots'. And that's always silly.
I walked up to Night's room. I knocked and gently opened the door. I didn't see Night right away, but I noticed that the blankets on the bed draped off the tall frame. I crouched down near the bottom of the bed and pulled some of the blankets up. I found the small skeleton under his bed, under a blanket, sitting on a pillow, looking like he was just crying.
"Ccino!" Night shouted. I laughed and fell back.
"Sorry for barging in, but I did warn you." I said. Night grumbled. "Can you come out for me?"
Slowly but surely, the smaller skeleton came out from under his bed, now it was clear he had been crying. The purple tears on his cheeks did not help his case. He was clutching a plush owl.
"You're not okay, Night. I can tell. Please tell me why." He curled up a little.
"Can you hold me...?" He asked. I could tell it took a lot of courage for him to ask that. I nodded, grabbed him and pulling him onto my lap. "Do you...like me?"
"Romantic or platonic?"
"Both."
"Then yes. To both." I kissed Night's skull.
"You sure?"
"Of course. You're amazing Nights."
"But Dream is so much better."
"No. Not to me. He's too loud for my taste and it accidentally scares my cats. But you? You're quiet, kind, thoughtful, smart, I could go on. But anyway I love and care for you." I kissed his skull.
"Thank you...but-"
"No buts! I love you and your friends care for you too! If anything happened I'm pretty sure even Cross would throw someone out a window to help you."
I felt him chuckle. It was a tiny little chuckle, but it made me happy too. I held Night close, and he didn't seem to mind.
I love him.
...
Night POV:
I've been doing better over the last three weeks. Ccino took me to a doctor and I got some medication.
But one thing was bothering me.
How did he figure out what was happening to me so fast? He says he saw a change in my attitude, but how'd he know it was depression?
I went back into his cafe, Ccino was happy I was coming back in everyday. I stayed at the corner table now though, it felt cozy.
Once he closed his cafe for the day, we were going on a date tonight. I walked up to him as he finished.
"Hello Nightlight!" Ccino said, coming to hug me.
"Hey Mocha. I've got a question before we go though, and I hope it won't ruin the date..." I looked at the floor.
"Night, remember, you can talk to me. I won't judge you for anything." I sighed as Ccino kissed my skull.
"How did you know I was becoming depressed so fast? I'm curious... but now that I think about it, are you depressed Ccino?"
"Uhm..." Ccino stumbled over his words. "W-well kinda? B-but! I'm okay! D-don't worry? At least I think I-I am!" Ccino laughed nervously. I felt myself getting upset.
"You hypocrite! You can't just tell me to tell you things when they bother me and not tell me when something's bothering you?!" I shouted at him. "That's not fair!"
"Night-"
"No. We are having a very relaxing date then scheduling you a doctors appointment. I am mad at you though."
"You didn't have to call me a hypocrite..."
"Well you were being one. Now let's go be good lovers."
Ccino laughed as I dragged him out to go to the restaurant we planned on.
Then we went stargazing.
Ccino seemed to enjoy it. And I was glad. He deserves to be happy. He's done nothing wrong.
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