WARNING
THIS STORY IS ANTI X DR. SCHNEEPLESTEIN
IF YOU DON'T LIKE BOYS KISSING, I SUGGEST YOU SKIP THIS PART!
I was actually debating on whether or not I should write this but my friend insisted that I did so I'm gonna do it.
You have been warned.
I am so sorry.

Anti.

Anti.

The way he smiles.

His perfect lips.

His thin body.

His beautiful blue eyes.

But he's insane! He's a literal psychopath! He's killed Jack by slitting his neck open for Christ's sake! And that gash on his own neck? What kind of psycho does that?!

But he's just so perfect.. and sexy...

NO! THIS IS WRONG!

These thoughts battled within the depths of Henrik's mind. They had been for days now. Lately he's been feeling something when he's around or looking at pictures of Anti, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He refused to believe it was love; that's just pain wrong. He couldn't be in love with a psychopath, could he?

You see, him and Anti aren't the best of friends. They weren't the Jack and Mark of alter egos. Henrik was over 100% sure Anti would kill him within seconds if he admitted he had feelings for him.

...

"That stupid doctor always acts so weird when we're around each other.. even though I'm against him and hurt him whenever we stumble upon each other.. he seems..  nervous? I could've sworn I saw a pinkish colour on his cheeks the other day. Wait. Does Henrik.. like me?" Anti pondered out loud as his feet rested on the edge of his raven black desk, playing with his knife with his index finger, twirling it around.

Anti wasn't usually one for love. He was a tough nut to crack when it came to dating and falling in love. Only the most special of people could bring out his romantic side, which hadn't come out, ever.

Anti shrugged. "He is kinda cute. And that accent.. who wouldn't love it?" Anti smirked to himself as he stood up and picked up a ripped photo of Henrik with a big "X" going through his face. "Oh do I have a surprise for you."

Anti had the perfect plan.

...

"WHY?!" Henrik screamed as he dragged his fingernails down the cork board in which he had a few photos of Anti attached, ripping them. "I have a wife and kids!! I'm not gay!! Why am I feeling this..?" Henrik questioned himself, he had been trying to find ways to stop this feeling to no avail. He was slowly but surely going insane, unaware of the mishaps in his head. "Not to mention he's practically my brother.."

"Is a little German boy talking about me?" A voice spoke behind him. It was high pitched and sounded so familiar.. that's when it hit him. Henrik slowly turned around nervously. "H-hey Anti.. w-why are you here..?" He asked, trying his hardest not to anger the psychotic demon in front of him.

That's when something clicked in Anti.

Anti giggled and continued forwards towards the cowardly doctor. "A little birdie was telling me that you have a little bit of a crush on me." He smiled and kept his hands behind his back. Henrik gasped and froze in his place. He felt his entire face heat up as a blush crept onto his flustered cheeks. "I.. uhh.."

"I've gotta admit Henrik.. you are cute. And your accent is very sexy, and smooth as butter. And that body.. so thin! I can't find an imperfection anywhere." Anti stepped closer to him, so that Henrik's back was against the wall. Anti smiled and lowered his face slightly so that he was face to face with the doctor.

Henrik blinked in disbelief as his mouth hung open slightly. "Y-you're lying."

Anti rested the palm of his hand on the wall beside Henrik's head and shook his head, keeping a smile. "Does this look like I'm lying?" Anti then slowly leaned in until their lips connected.

Henrik gasped and froze in his place once again. He was shocked, but found himself loving the moment intensely. His mind scattered all over the place as Anti kept his lips in place, obviously waiting for him to deliver the kiss back.

Henrik couldn't help it.

All of his morals went out the window as he finally melted into the kiss, forgetting about the world around him. Something about Anti's warm lips against his felt so right.

Anti gently rested his hand on Henrik's back as he pulled him away from the wall, pulling them both to the middle of the room, Anti never letting one of his hands out from behind his back.

The moment was amazing.

Then Henrik was struck with a surge of pain as a cold metal object impaled his abdomen.

He gasped loudly in pain but Anti kept him in place, squeezing his eyes shut and keeping their lips connected. He then roughly twisted the metal around a few times before ripping it out of Henrik's flesh, he then disconnected their lips and smugly smirked.

Henrik held his stomach and struggled to keep his balance. Anti smirked widely, giggling menacingly. "My plan worked perfectly. I never liked you, Henrik. In fact, I've wanted to kill you from the first day we ever met. And when I found out that you had feelings for me, I figured that was the perfect plan. And it worked."

Henrik dropped to his knees as his vision started to go blurry. "You.. you monster..."

Anti giggles and crossed his arms as he watched Henrik take his last breathe and collapsed to the floor in a pool of his own blood.

"Goodnight, Doctor."