Comfort in the Dark

by DisneyFanatic9100

To her family and close friends, death is something that has never bothered Chara. But at night when everyone else is sound asleep, the nightmares come flooding by. Fortunately, she has her beloved partner to help her feel better. — Charisk. Double drabble.

Comfort in the Dark

Chara awoke with a start, the sound of screams ringing in her ears and the taste of buttercups in her mouth. She'd relived that memory again. The same memory that had haunted her ever since her return from death. The day she died from poisoning herself with buttercups, Asriel willingly absorbed her SOUL, and she dragged them both up to the surface—to her village so that they could collect the seven human SOULs needed to break the barrier—only to die at the hands of enraged humans.

Just thinking about it caused her to sob quietly, and her body to tremble. She never wanted to go through that again. Never, ever again.

She let out a gasp when a hand suddenly was placed on her shoulder, and turned to see her partner beside her, smiling tiredly.

"Did you have it again?" Frisk asked knowingly.

Chara nodded her head shakily. Frisk scooted closer to her and wrapped her arms around the formerly ghost girl's waist as she laid her head on her shoulder.

"It'll be okay."

Chara just whimpered softly and leaned into the touch, grateful that she had someone like Frisk whom was there whenever she was in need of help.