inspired by the song why did it have to be me by abba

Sat upon the docks, leaning against the posts, two laid together in the sounds of the crashing waves. They had run out of words to share, knowing that each sentence would turn into what they feared.

"You know I think I know what's wrong with you," Dream mentioned in the silence. Fundy opened his eyes and let out a sound of confusion, clearly not pleased with that conversation starter. Dream let out a short chuckle, "you fall in love with anyone who gives you the slightest of attention."

"That's not true—"

"But it's only going to hurt you once they leave," Dream continued on. He ran his hands through the ginger hair as a hope to brush away the huffs of annoyance coming from him.

"Alright, I'll fuel this fire you started," Fundy said.

He kicked his feet back and forth, daring to graze the surface of the water. "When you were lonely... You needed a man, someone to lean on, well I understand," he chuckled. "It's so natural, but why did it have to be me?" Fundy felt the fingers that played with his hair pause. He turned and looked up at Dream who shared the same look.

"Nights can be empty," Fundy continued quietly, "nights can be cold. So you were looking for someone to hold, that's only natural. But why did it have to be me?" He asked.

Dream laughed and tapped his side to move him up. Fundy stood and dragged him up to his feet, a small twinkle of glee shining in his eyes. "I was so lonesome, I was blue," Dream responded, pulling Fundy close to his chest. "I couldn't help it, it had to be you and I always thought you'd be the reason why." Fundy pushed him away and ran down the wooden path.

"I only wanted a little love affair," they said together. Dream chased him down, nearly lifting him up and swinging his boyfriend in his arms. "Now I can see you are beginning to care."

Dream trapped Fundy within his arms, the two looking at another smiling despite their horrible fate. "But baby..."

"Believe me," the ginger hushed.

"It's better to forget me..." Dream twirled him around. They laughed as they chased each other along the shoreline. The two swaying with the crashing of the waves, both lost in their own bubble of love.

Unaware of the passersby who only looked for a midnight walk to clear his head, found struck with the scene he dreaded the most. "Men are the toys in the game that you play." The brunet looked away from his friend and the L'manburgian with disgust. "When you get tired, you throw em away." He trudged his way back home. "That's only natural..." Slamming the door hard against the doorframe, likely waking up his pyro obsessed friend.

Removed his goggles and let out a heavy sigh. He would talk to Dream about it. He would talk sense back into his friend. Explain to him why he can't be I love with a L'manburgian. Why he can't be in love with someone who isn't him. "...but why did it have to be me," he sighed.

"How can I forget eyes as bright as yours, Fundy?" Dream asked as they walked along the path. "They outshine the stars above us. They could create countless worlds while I get trapped in the ones inside your head."

"I see you're trying to make me blush. How long did it take for you to come up with that line?" Fundy mused.

Dream chuckled. "Not long, though I will admit, I spend most of my time thinking about you."

"Damn it," Fundy cursed.

"I see the red in your cheeks," Dream teased, kissing Fundy right on the spot he poked.

Fu xy pushed him away lightly. "You don't see shit and admittedly, I think you're going to fuck up my life. Falling in love with a man like you happens so quickly, there's nothing to do."

"But, Fundy, I love you. You know that. Why do you have to decide what's best for both of us?" Dream asked.

"Because if you decided then I'll be the one with the broken heart and you'll be the one off with your next interest," Fundy explained. "Might as well break it while you still feel something."

"You're cruel," Dream commented.

Fundy sighed, "says you."

"Cause in a world like this, only the good things shortly last until they're tainted."