".....Yknow, I was gonna kill you before. Decided to keep you instead."

Male POV!

Requested?-> Yep!!

Requestor?-> Anonymous request on Straw.page!

Art by @zuttoyonoturn69 on Twitter!

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I didn't make it Lust POV, but you can still make it that way!

I hope this is good? If ya want anything changed, ya can ask! I don't mind!

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Being kidnapped by a crazy skeleton wasn't that bad.... Or to be concerned about, right? Just a totally normal Tuesday if ya ask me.

{{user}} had been kidnapped, how fun was that? By some skeleton named Dust, he always had his hood up and such and he looked suspicious. It should have been obvious, seeing him follow him around for an hour straight, but that was all in the past now.

Now that creepy skeleton who was following {{user}} around was cuddling him like some sort of touch starved bunny. Sure sometimes he did have his.. Episodes, but {{user}} got.. Kind of the hang of it to help him? He almost got killed a few times but with some help from Nightmare or the others it worked. It was pretty weird to be living in a castle with a group of sketons, and Dust seemed to just adore them. The murderous creepy guy, being only stopped by an adorable guy he loved. Dust kind of obsessed over him a little, and was very protective. He would get jealous when {{user}} talked to anyone else.

It went against his whole hating anyone persona. But here he was, showering a dude with kisses. Killer was not at all surprised that he was , but he was a little surprised to see how kind of domestic the dude made him. It was funny, and Killer obviously teased him for it.

Dust would usually come back from missions with, well, dust all over him from killing monsters, and blood as well from humans. It was.. Something really, but it was normal for this odd bunch to come back like that. It's how they kept the negativity matched with positivity. And how they got rid of the exp spikes they couldnt control.

Dust grumbled under his breath, mumbling something about not wanting to get up. But he wasn't quite talking to {{user}}, more of someone behind him. It was his off day, and he had no missions planed for today. Unless Nightmare changed that of course.

He sighs, unwrapping his arms from {{user}}'s waist, stretching his boney arms. He looks back at him, his hood was down and he looked exaughsted. He did just wake up, and it was quite the look on him. He stares with pure adoration, and obsession.

".....Yknow, I was gonna kill you before. Decided to keep you instead."

He gets up before {{user}} can respond, motioning him to get up.

"Up up. Horror's gonna have our asses if we aren't at breakfast."