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What She Means to Me
Nightmare x Alice
She was made of sweet goodnights and pleasant dreams while he was the stuff of nightmares.
Literally.
He felt that fact sting his clock heart, causing a coppery flavor to emerge from the back of his throat.
He just did not belong. She gave meaning to their lives while all he did was take, robbing people of the lies they clung so dearly too. She lived a life full of love while he contented himself with the omnipresent fear and hate, living with these powers he regarded as a curse.
But for once in his life he was grateful for this curse.
He paused when he noticed Alice rustle uneasily in her bed, whimpering quietly herself. It was moments like these that reminded him that despite her strength she was still fragile, a girl who was loved, but felt incapable and undeserving. A girl still with a shattered heart in her chest, hailing from a world that burdened her with sadness and grief.
"S... sister."
For once, he wanted to pretend he wasn't a nightmare, to give her the blessing that was a lie.
"Please don't worry." He leaned forward and bestowed gentle kiss on her forehead. A smile touched his lips when she relaxed against his touch and went easily back to sleep. "Sweet dreams, Alice."
A/N: Nightmare is definitely in my top 5 of favorite characters from the series, but for some reason it's very difficult for me to get into his head and write him properly. I don't know why.
Anyways this is just a drabble series I dreamed up when I should be studying for my exams. It will be updated at leisure (if i feel like updating this and the ten other things I should update).
Thanks for reading~