This isn't a Killermare story- Forgive me, it's actually Kross...So- Yeah, just wanted to make something a bit different, go ahead, just uh- skip this chapter if you don't like it ;w: No, I'm not changing ships. Killermare will always stay top OTP. This is just a side ship that I like .w.
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Killer would be laying down on his bed, going through his phone. Hearing the door open and then close, he looked up to see Cross taking his sweater off and collapsing down onto the floor, letting of a soft groan of satisfaction. "You tired?" "Nightmare had me going all over the damn castle and into the forest to look for the stars...then had me sit down in a chair for like eight hours to look at paperwork." "Oof. That must've sucked." Cross would look up with a glare.
Killer would look over at his knife, then back a Cross. "Alright come here." Killer said, patting his bed for him to sit down. Cross would glare at Killer. "Is this one of your stupid pranks?" "Nope, not this time. I'm actually gonna give you a massage." "Since when we're you able to do that?" "Well let's see, I handle knives for a living so you can already I'm good with my hands and I've done massages on Horror and Dust, and they like them....I've even done one of Boss before."
Cross smirked. "Stop Lying, there's no way you did a massage on Nightmare." Killer chuckled. "It's true!" Cross would huff softly, getting up and slowly sitting on Killers bed. He would flinch at the feeling of Killer's hands on his shoulder, moving around and softly squeezing some areas. "Sheesh you really are tense, calm down..." "Well I'm so sorry." Cross said sarcastically.
After a few minutes, Cross was completely relaxed and content with Killer's loving yet gentle movements. Cross would sigh, Killer would nuzzle into his neck. "What- t-the hell are you doing?" He asked, Killer would hum softly, wrapping his hands around Cross's waist. "Oh calm down, I'm not doing nothing~" Cross huffed, his purple blush dusting across his face, which only got worse when Killer was pressing tiny kisses on him.
"S-s-stop..." Cross said quietly, Killer wasn't listening though, he would just continue to plant kisses all over his neck and chin. "Cross...Can I tell you something...?" "...What...?" Killer would sigh softly, releasing Cross, he turned around to face Killer.
"Cross...I-I don't wanna force you into anything, but..." Killer breathed in and out slowly. "I...Love you..." the words stung like needles in his mouth, it was impossible to say anything else, he knew it was wrong. Cross would stare, blush coating his face. Then Killer was pulled into a tight hug, feeling sharp tears pulling his sockets to become heavy and sleepy. "I love you too..." was all Cross could manage to say.
Killer's tears threatened to fall down, Killer hugged Cross back, Cross pulled away and slowly rubbing away the falling tears with his thumb staring deep into Killer's single eyelight. Killer would have a soft smile on his face, Cross pulling him close again. Killer would shudder, pulling Cross's chin down to face him.
Cross would smile, swooping down and kissing Killer swiftly, catching the egoistic skeleton off guard. Eventually Killer was melting into the kiss, Cross pulled away. Placing a hand on Killer's cheekbone, staring into Killer's eyelight. "You have an amazing eyelight~" Cross teased, Killer blushing madly now.
"O-Oh shut u-up!"
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Wholesome ending for a wholesome ship, how you liked it. I'll continue the challenge thing.
