(I have a fell poth but I finished this one first)

Fell!goth's POV

    I roamed classic waterfall, it was peaceful....beautiful. It was the only place to get away from my abusive boyfriend, rurik. Rustling emitted from a some of the tall grass nearby. A person, no, palette jumped out of the tall grass, falling onto the other side of his ribs. He had a giant cut on his side. I ran to him in concern. "Palette!" I shouted. His head slowly faced me as I got onto my knees beside him.
    "Fell goth?" he spoke in a strained voice.
    "Yeah.....holy sh*t" the cut was deep into his ribs. "The fu*k happened to you!?!" I shouted in concern as I lay his head on my lap.
    "I went to underfell *cough* to visit you. R-rurik was there t-though" his voice was straining more. I place my hand on the wound as he hisses from the pain. My eye starts to glow as I begin to heal him. Palette's hesitant but realizes i'm healing him. The dust from the wound reforms and the blood go back into its place. I used a bit of necromancy in the mix. Palette stared in disbelief. His eyes widened. "Why are....how are you.....what?" he questioned suspiciously.
    "For your first question, I don't do this for just anyone and for your second question, i'm a reaper with the skill of necromancy, ok?" he nodded quickly and sat up. He hugged me tightly.
    "Thank you!!!" he shouted. I cringed at the loud noise that some of the echo flowers caught.
    "Don't mention it" I spoke with a light blush dusting my cheeks. Tsundere mode had been activated. He pouts, noticing my now changed attitude.
    "Are you alright?" he asked in curiosity. I looked away, still infuriated about the horrid blush spread across my face.
    "Yeah, i-i'm fine" his eyes furrowed at my response. Palette pressed his lips against mine. I pushed him away harshly and got out of his embrace. "Wait! Wait Wait Wait Wait, don't you have goth!?!?!" I shouted. His face went sorrow.
    "Him and cray are....dating now" I felt sympathy, but then again, he's probably using me because I look like him. I'm always a second choice. I stand up, making palette confused. I start to walk away.
    "Gothy! Wait!" palette spoke as he jumped up and grabbed my wrist. I yank my hand away and face him.
    "I'm not your gothy!" I shouted as tears ran down my cheeks. Palette's eyes widen. "I'm everyone's second choice! Your just like him! Your just like rur-" I was cut off. Palette brought me into a kiss as his thumbs wiped away my tears. I gave in. I soften into the kiss and grip onto his jacket. Palette soon pulled away.
    "I will never, ever, be like rurik" he held my chin firmly. "Speaking of which, we're going to see him tomorrow" I looked at him confusingly.
    "What! Why?!" I shouted.
    "Because i'm going to help you break up with him" more tears streamed down my cheeks. I hugged his waist tightly.
    "Thank you.....so much, palette.......