(When they see reaper and nightmare, they go bat sh*t crazy!😆)

Goth's POV

    "How much I realized....that....that.." he trailed off. Apparently afraid of what he wants to say. I waited patiently for his answer. He twiddled with his thumbs as he thought. By now, he let go of me to think and a bright blush spread across his face. I began to worry a slight bit since he looks a lot more hot than the last I saw him.
    I went closer to him, putting my hand against his forehead as he jumped with surprise. He soothed into my touch and his head was moderately hot.
    "W-what i'm trying t-to say is.....that, that I l-lo-" he was cut off by abrupt ringing. I excused myself and went to the clock that hung on the wall. It read midnight and palette still looked nervous. He was thinking again, trying to regather his words. I went by him and spoke.
    "Hey, pal, I think we should get to sleep *yawn* i'm getting a little tired" I yawned when trying to explain why we should sleep. He nodded his head in response, the blush still covering his face like a large blanket. We walked back to his room once again. He laid on his bed then jumped back up.
    "O-oh yeah, I found your scarf when you disappeared" he handed me my scarf after grabbing it off his bed side table. I took it from him and wrapped it around my neck. The dust from the scarf flying off. Palette stared in wonder, I had just noticed his pink, puffy eyes. His eyes were a shade of pink that made him look as if he were crying. But why would he ever cry?. I tried to answer the question but nothing made much sense. He sat on the side of his bed while taking off his hat.
    "Hey pal, what was it you were gonna say earlier?" I asked. His head whipped around to face me as a blush crept onto his cheeks. Its odd seeing palette blush, he usually never acts this way.
    "W-well..." he began. I sat by him and his blush had gotten darker when I did. "What I-I wanted to say was... That I....realized that....I l-l-l-lo-love... You, goth...." palette explained as his sentence got quieter near the end. My face lit up a bright purple as he rubbed the back of his neck. I went to hide my face inside my hood when palette grabbed my hands.
    I felt dizzy, my mind in a confused state. By this time, my head was full on purple, it felt as if my head was gonna burst with heat. Palette noticed this and started to get worried.
    He put his hand against my head and immediately took it off. "A-are you ok, goth?!" he asked worriedly. I nodded my head started to calm down when palette decided to kiss my cheek. "Thank goodness" he said with relief. My brain went into over-load and I suddenly passed out.....

Palette's POV

    After I kissed goth on the cheek he looked as if steam was gonna come out his ears(?) and nose(?). I chuckled at his reaction when he went limp. I panicked but realized he was only unconscious from lack of hydration. I laid him on my bed as I went to get a cup of water. The sink sprayed with water as I filled the shiny glass cup.
    Foot steps came closer to the kitchen and goth poked his head around the corner. "U-um, pal?" he called. I turned to him and smiled. My smile felt unfamiliar and dry. The tears from crying stained my cheeks.
    "Yes, goth?" I asked politely.
    "Did you r-really mean what y-you said?" he asked.
    "Yeah, I ignored the feeling for so long. Thinking I couldn't really have f-feelings for my best friend but....now i'm gonna except my feelings" his face turned purple as he turned his body into the kitchen. He walked to me and hugged my waist. I was confused but still enjoyed his affection. I hugged back. He faced me with a smile as I had an urge to kiss him. His face turned purple as I connected his lips with mine.
    He melted into the kiss and we stayed like that for a couple minutes when I realized I was waisting water. I slammed the faucet down as the water stopped abruptly. Goth looked surprised and slightly touched his lips. I moved his hand away and pecked him with a kiss. He blushed more, if possible. I handed him the the glass with a smile. "You're dehydrated, goth. You need some water" I explained. He nodded as he chugged the small glass. Once goth finished the glass, he moved me away from the sink. I was quite confused until he started to clean the glass. "Why are you cleaning the glass?" I asked.
    "I-I wouldn't w-want to be a-a bother" he stuttered. I thought it was cute but took the glass away from him to clean it myself. He's always so nice and I never noticed how cute it was. I finished cleaning the glass as I put it away in a higher cabinet. I looked back at goth and he was smiling warmly. My face flushed with heat as his became worried. "Are y-you ok?" he asked.
    "Oh!, I'm fine, but I want to know why you almost flat out fainted when I kissed you on the cheek?" I explained. His face went full on purple again.
    "O-oh, w-well you see.....i've had the s-same feelings f-for a long time..." he started to explain. "A-and I never thought t-that you would feel the same way...." he was almost gonna turn into a flower, and no, i'm not meaning like flowey. I didn't think he felt the same way for-. A memory interrupted me.

Flashback

    "I-I wish he'd just-just stop ignoring my f-feelings..." a familiar voice said. I felt bad for them but couldn't tell who it was through the door. I kept hoping that one day they would get the person's attention.

End of flashback

    Now I know it was me.....

(Alright done!, *throws chapter at readers* there's your fanfic!)