Narrator:
Killer had left Nightmare's office in a hurry, he had promised to keep that truth to himself until the day he died, a promise he was about to break in just a matter of seconds.
'Stupid, stupid, stupid!' he repeated itself over and over again in his mind, he really wanted to scream and expel all his stored feelings at once.
'Why did I have to fall in love with someone like him?!' he wondered in his head.
"Stupid and sexy Nightmare! Why did you have to be so hot!?"
(*Cough* *cough* film 2)
'Stupid Nightmare! I hate you and everyone associated with you!' He told himself in his mind, he was truly angry, reaching the point where several tears began to soak his face.
'What did I do to make fate treat me like this?' He reproached between small sobs.
Killer tried to wipe his tears desperately, the mere fact of crying made him feel weak, being surprised by someone who suddenly took his hand.
"A-are you okay?" asked a soft, trembling voice behind him.
Surprised, Killer turned his head immediately, not expecting to see the figure of that little boy who was the reason for what had just happened, who tremblingly grabbed his hand.
"I-I don't want you to cry" the little boy spoke again with a sad tone when he noticed the murderer's tears.
Killer's anger and sadness disappeared with those simple words, he felt the need to comfort the little boy even though he was the one who was crying non-stop a few seconds ago and he was going to do it that way.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hate that child, something deep in his soul prevented him from doing so.
He didn't know if it was because he looked like Nightmare or because he had the same name as his son. Whatever the reason was he no longer cared.
Killer wiped away his tears and knelt at Crescent's height, placing his hand on his head and gently caressing it.
"I'm not crying anymore, see?" Killer replied, showing him a smile.
The expression on Crescent's face changed from sad to happy at those words, hugging Killer on impulse.
The killer was surprised, not knowing how to react to such an act by the little boy for a few seconds, reacting and managing to calm down.
'How can I get mad at this little thing?' He questioned himself, reciprocating Crescent's hug.
That hug continued for several minutes, becoming a little uncomfortable for Killer. He needed to return soon if he didn't want to find Nightmare in that situation, and on the other hand, it upset him to think about how worried his brothers must be.
"Don't you think that's enough Crescent?" Killer asked nervously.
Crescent clung tightly to Killer, burying his head even deeper into his chest with no intention of letting go.
"I don't want to!" Crescent refuted without loosening his grip.
"Don't be selfish Crescent, you're making Killer uncomfortable" replied Nightmare who was leaning on one of the walls, apparently he had been there for a while.
'When did he arrive?!' thought the killer, surprised by the sudden presence of the monster that he had no desire to see at the moment, diverting his gaze to the side.
"I don't want to get away from Mom!" Crescent rebutted again still clinging to the killer.
"M-mom?!" Killer exclaimed more than bewildered.
"I can't... call you that?" Crescent asked sadly with his sockets threatening to fill with tears.
Killer had an internal debate not knowing what to do, he didn't know why Crescent suddenly called him mom and he didn't think he should call someone who is practically a stranger to him that way but he didn't want to see him cry either, defeated he had no choice but to ask Nightmare for help with a look.
The King of Nightmares only reacted with an amused grimace without the slightest intention of helping Killer in that situation.
"Do you have a problem with him calling you that Killer?" Nightmare said mockingly humoring his son.
'Son of a-' Killer took a deep breath to calm himself, this was not the time to be angry with his boss, Crescent was still almost on the verge of tears waiting for his response.
"Won't your mother feel sad if you call a stranger mom?" the murderer replied as a scolding.
Crescent lowered his sad little head without releasing the murderer on the verge of tears.
Seeing that little face he couldn't do anything, he felt as if everything was his fault and he didn't have to make him cry.
"Okay... *Sigh* you can call me mom" he replied defeated.
At that moment, several happy screams were heard from Crescent, the little one was running around everywhere showing how happy he was with Killer's response.
The nightmare only saw this with a smile, his son's happiness was very important to him and he knew from the beginning that he was acting to get what he wanted by showing how similar they were.
Even having accepted, Crescent didn't let Killer go so easily, forcing him to play with him and eat together.
Several hours later the soft snores of Crescent sleeping in the killer's arms could be heard.
"He finally fell asleep" Killer whispered so as not to wake the little boy.
Nightmare came out of the kitchen with two cups of hot chocolate, one bitter and one sweet accompanied with marshmallows.
"You must be tired" the nightmare spoke, handing the cup of sweet hot chocolate to Killer who held it with his free hand "You don't have to worry about waking Crescent, I placed magic so he can't hear us" he concluded speaking, finishing sitting on the couch next to the killer taking a sip of his bitter hot chocolate.
Killer was quiet for a few moments taking consecutive sips of his delicious hot chocolate, gaining the courage to ask.
"Why did you let him call me mom?" the killer asked without much encouragement.
The King of Nightmares could not find the right words to respond to the killer, that moment did not seem appropriate to tell him the truth and he did not like the fact of having to lie to him.
"Crescent's happiness became my priority since he was born" 'and yours too' he meant "If he wants to call you mom for me that's fine" 'Even more so because it's you' he avoided saying again.
"But-" the assassin tried to refute, being interrupted.
"There is no reason to dwell on the matter any further" Nightmare interrupted, closing the topic.
Killer didn't talk about it again and just focused on finishing his cup of hot chocolate before it got completely cold.
No one dared to speak in all that time, you could only hear them sipping their cups of hot chocolate.
~Some time later~
"It's too late, I need to go back" Killer said looking towards the door.
"I can take care of Crescent, I will open a portal directly to your Au" the nightmare answered, taking Crescent in his arms and opening a portal to Killertale.
"See you tomorrow boss" Killer said goodbye as he entered the portal.
"See you tomorrow Killer..." Nightmare answered back, closing the portal just as Killer was on the other side.
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