Insanity, Murder, And Love (Danti)
"Why are you being so nice?" Anti asked, his voice breaking when he said the word nice.
"I...I don't know," I admitted. Anti pulled his knees to his chest and just sat quietly, not looking directly at me.
"Anti," I said as placed a hand on his shoulder, "I've never cared about someone before, ever, but I care about you. I don't know why or how, but I just do, so believe me when I tell you that I will be there for you no matter what."
"Dark, I don't know what to say-" Anti began.
"Then don't say anything," I said, "Just let me hold you." I pulled him to me and held him tightly against my chest. I felt his warm tears soak my already damp shirt, but I didn't care about that right now.
I just cared about Anti.