Warning: Slight rape/forced sex. Read at your own risk.

Fighting. That's all they ever did. It wasn't that the were in a relationship, no, it was just some twisted game they'd play. They'd try to kill each other, but everytime one of them almost succeded in taking the other's life, he'd stop, saying it wasn't worth his time, or that Nightmare would have his head for killing his own teammate. Yet, behind all the death threats, killing attempts, and hatful words; they still managed to fall in love.

The team -consisiting of Nightmare, Cross, Swap Fell, Killer, Dust, and Horror- always had problems. They fought constantly, threatened each other, and spat insult like nothing mattered, but somewhere in their near to stone-cold hearts, they still cared for each other. They'd be devastated if they lost a member.

At the moment, however, two of the members doubted that. I mean, they all did, but these two doubted it more than the rest. They believed the other hated them, but they lived the other. They didn't know what to do with their feelings, so they hide them. They buried them with everything they left behind.

Horror shot a bone at Dust, barely scratching the other's arms. Dust growled, Murder begging him to let him take control. Dust rolled his eyes, them landing on Horror. He flushed. Horror's face was bright red, sweat dripping down his forehead as he panted heavily. His jacket slid down his shoulder, his shirt ascrew and showing off his collar bone.

He shook his head, trying to rid his mind of the lewd thoughts. Just as he opened his eyes, a stinging pain srpouted from his shoulder. He grimaced, pulling the sharpened bone from his shoulder. Blood seeped out of the wound. It wasn't deep, but it still stained his jacket. Dust's vision went black and Murder took over.

Murder grinned, charging forward and dogding the attacks Horror threw at him. He fired a blaster, Horror just barely teleporting out of the way. Murder looked at Horror, realized how exhausted he looked. He actually looked rather...attractive. Murder smirked, an idea coming to mind. He charged at Horror, barely moving out of the path of the attacks. He tackled Horror, pinning him down.

"H-Hey! Just what do you think you're doing?!" He shouted, struggling underneath him. Murder chuckled darkly, an sadistic grin spreading across his face. Horror kicked at him, twisting his wrists in his iron grin, his eyes sparking in slight fear. Murder shot a bone through his hands to keep him pinned, tugging at the brim of his shorts. Tears streamed down his face as he tried desparately to kick him off.

Dust screamed at Murder to leave him alone, he didn't want Horror hating him. Murder rolled his eyes, climbing off of him. Horror managed to get the bone out of his hands and scooted away quickly, glaring at him as he shook slightly. Murder let Dust take control again.

"H-Horror...?" He questioned, reaching for him. Horror jolted back, shaking. Pain struck Dust in the chest, watching Horror look at him, afraid. He quickly grabbed Horror's wrist,  pulling him forward and hugging him. Horror struggled, thrashing around and shouting at him. He banged on his chest, tears burning at his eyes.

"Let go, bastard! Let go, let go, let go!" Horror yelled, beating on his chest relentlessly. Dust hugged him close, letting him hit him. Horror slowly stopped, gripping Dust's jacket and just breaking down. He wanted to push Dust away, he wanted to throw him into hell and watch him burn, but, at the same time, he wanted to throw his arms around his neck and kiss him, let everything else disappear besides them." I hate you... I hate so fucking much that...that I...I..."

"I'm sorry. I should be tried harder to keep Murder at Bay." Dust said, burying his face in the crook of Horror's neck. He felt the smaller skeleton whack skull lightly, giggling cutely. Dust lifted his head to meet his gaze. Horror them raised his hand and slapped him as hard as he could, even drawing a little blood. Dust hissed wincing in pain." Yeah, I deserve that. I deserve a lot more than that."

"You do, but...I..." Horror looked away from Dust's curious gaze. His cheeks glowed brightly." IcantcauseIloveyou!"

Dust's soul skipped a beat at his words. Horror loved him back? What kinda of fuckery was this?! When did anything ever go right for Dust?! WHEN DID THAT BECOME A THING?!?! Dust let out a breath, shaking as his cheeks turned a violent shade of purple. He held Horror close, feeling his warmth breath brush his lips and collide with his own.

"Do you mean it?"

"Y-Yeah, bonehead."

Dust swiftly connected their lips.

The End