#God I love this one immensely oughhh

[unknownarmageddon]

"...hey wolf."

cross stirred, his brow furrowing. "mmhuh..?"

"wake up," killer whispered, and cross blinked his eyes open, his eyelights unfocused and sleep fuzzy as he squinted at killer.

"mmwhat d'ya need?"

killer's eyelight flickered, his soul, snug within cross's ribs, pulsed with the faint warmth of affection. killer shifted in cross's arms, sliding his own up around cross's neck.

"can you sing for me?"

cross woke up a bit further, his eyelights sharpening with awareness, and a faint purple sparkled along cross's cheeks.

"..what?"

"sing for me," killer said again, that dim eyelight focused on cross's face intently. the request was so out of place that cross's mind kept short circuiting, his tired mind sluggishly trying to process what was being asked of him.

"wwhy??"

killer's smile withered, and cross, still sleepy and lacking a filter, dipped his head down to nuzzle killer, who snorted softly at the unusual affections. but he wasn't complaining. if anything, he pressed his forehead to cross's and muttered something low that cross couldn't hear well.

killer pressed a chaste kiss to cross's teeth, asking again, "sing for me?"

cross hummed, his head falling back onto the roll of fabric that was their pillow, and he yawned, licking his teeth once it ended, and thinking blearily about what he could sing for his boyfriend companion. he wasn't big on singing, he preferred to play his ukulele, it could do all the singing for him, but his ukulele was out of reach.

he cleared his throat, "anythin' specific?"

"nah."

cross chewed on his tongue, before putting his rusty singing voice to use, hoarse and unsteady; "you know it takes a lot to move me..."

killer's soul hummed in tune, pulsing in a steady beat of words cross didn't let himself hear, but he stumbled on his words a bit regardless because of it. he tightened his arms around killer, swallowing quietly and continuing in a low whisper.

"maybe one day i'll live in la jolla."

killer gasped. cross swallowed again, his voice wavering, and tried to ignore the desperate way killer's soul pressed warmly into his. only, killer sobbed something garbled into cross's chest, and he squeezed him.

"my own personal sunset.."

really, how hard will it be to pretend now, that they weren't profoundly attached to each other? cross could feel every bit of it, and killer could hear it from him in return. of course things were never going to be that easy.

"so i don't figure out where you-"

"Cross.??"

their sleeping bags were apart.

-p

(that moment when the scene jumps from cross singing to the start of the distance arc/silly)

WHAT

WHAT. WHAT

AUGHH AUGH DUDE OH MY GOD

IM???? AHHH???? FUCKING FUCK MAN

Oh my god okay I am. Not normal about this one in the slightest holy fucking shit

[unknownarmageddon]

"killer, god damn it-"

"no, i've got it-- cro-- wait-"

"stop moving!"

"i'm trying to--"

killer's boot heel crushed cross's toes, and he hissed sharply, hitting a fist on the wall. killer muttered an apology, his eyes narrowed at the end of the tunnel. he clawed at the wall, trying to drag himself past cross, and get unstuck.

it put pressure on cross's ribs, and he couldn't breathe as well, but he tried to press himself back against the wall, flattening his hands on the opposite wall and doing his best to make room. unfortunately, bones aren't very malleable, and they simply wound out even more stuck, but now klller was crammed against cross's chest. it would have been a funny cliche if it didn't cause so much discomfort.

they stood in silence for a few minutes.

"this is all your fault"

"wh-" killer squirmed indignantly, "what do you mean MY FAULT??? you're the one who followed me!!"

"well if you didnt want me following, then don't run into places out of my sight!"

"that makes no sense!"

"ohh my fucking stars, please stop stepping on my toes-"

"shit, shit, sorry--"

they fell silent again, and then killer started squirming, and cross groaned, "what are you doing now??"

"help me take my jacket off," killer rushed, twisted his arms around and rubbing a shoulder against cross's chest to try and get his coat over his shoulder.

"oh- shit, good idea."

cross pulled at killer's jacket, grimacing as it left killer's bare arm bones to scrape unpleasantly on the hard brick wall. it took a big more tugging and twisting and then killer had taken his coat off, and without the extra bulk, he slid past cross and stumbled out of the narrow alley way.

cross's chest expanded, and he breathed in deeply, sighing out in relief and sliding out of the cramped space, killer's jacket in hand. it had torn in their efforts, but he could fix it back up later.

killer whooped victoriously, spinning around to throw up his middle fingers at the alley. "i am NEVER taking shortcuts again, hah!"

"i don't know what made you think that would be a shortcut."

"it's between houses! of course it's a shortcut"

"it leads to a road that forces you back to the outskirts of the city, that is not a shortcut"

"and you didn't tell me??"

"i thought you knew."

"i'm not from this town, crossy, i don't know the layout!"

"..yeah i'm not sure why i thought that"

"not your best assumption moment, wolf."

"don't call me that."

"puppy dog."

"that's even worse," cross intoned, but there was a warm look in his eyes as they continued their banter. killer led them right back through the small alley, though they didn't get stuck again.

-proximity anon :]

OUGHHH ohh my god I love them immensely

The last bit is so fucking good holyy shit dude