DreamBerrypt3 dont own shitt.
Shitt gonna be short.
Nightmare's POV
I sat in my room, thinking about what i'd done. I had spied on my brother having sex, panicked, confessed to loving him, positive emotions being confusing and painful, trying to kill myself, cross, Dream telling me he doesn't love me like that, skulking in my room.
I hear a knock at my door. I open it to see the marked skeleton whose nightmares I moniter sometimes. He doesn't have many good dreams so the best I can do is give him a dreamless sleep sometimes.
"I brought you food. Its chicken pot pie." he states as I let him in, shutting the door. "Have you eaten?" I ask as I get halfway through mine. He shakes his head and goes to say no when I shove the spork in his mouth with pot pie in it.
We both blush darkly as I shove food in his mouth every time he tries to ask why. Before I realize it the pie is finished and we're discussing what happened.
He explains to me how positive emotions work to the best of his ability. Since there wasn't ever a pacifist timeline in his au, he's a small bit shy on it.
As the night goes on, I realize the love I felt for Berry and my bro was platonic and I overracted seeing them like that.
After making things right with Dream, we continue to hang out in my room until we fall asleep.
Dream's POV
My bro is better now and thanks to Occult he understands the different kinds of love. I snicker quietly as Berry takes a picture of the two leaning against each other asleep. Those two had hung out and talked about mutual intrests until they passed out.
As we snuck off to show Ink, Error, Fresh and Paperjam I could've sworn I heard Berry mumble shipped under his breath.