Request (technically): CamilletheShipper

I hope I did well (even though it's a totally different ship)

Human AU (like always, lol)

Dear Death Wisher,:

"Welcome to the first day of the rest of your life, uh..." Blue looked down at his clipboard.

"Dream! I'm Dr. Nightmare Apple's brother..?" Dream smiled.

"Oh, let me show you to him and he can show you the ropes himself!" Blue lead Dream into the asylum, leading him to the office. "Dr. Nightmare?"

"What do you want now?" Nightmare turned around, annoyed.

"Hello, brother!" Dream smiled. Nightmare's jaw dropped.

"I'll leave you two alone." Blue left the brothers by themselves in the office.

"I told you not to take this job! Why can't you listen to me for once?!" Nightmare grabbed Dream's arm harshly.

"I wanted to do this! Respect my decisions for once in your life!" Dream pulled his arm away.

"Okay folks, listen up, listen up!" Dream and Nightmare walked to the doorway to see what was happening. Ink, the boss of this asylum, grabbed a clipboard. "We need basic rounds. Who's taking care of Killer today?"

"I will." Nightmare raised his hand, catching everyone's attention.

"Someone wants to take care of his boyfriend?~" Blackberry teased.

"Shut the fuck up, Blackberry." Nightmare glared at the short male.

"Blackberry has Dust covered." Ink muttered, marking something on his paper. Laughs and chuckles could be heard as Blackberry looked down, flustered and blushing. "Fell?"

"I can cover him!" Blue raised his hand.

"Asy?" 

"I'll do it!" Grey called.

"Cross?" Everyone went quiet as Ink called out the albino's name.

"I can do it!" Everyone turned to Dream. Everyone, including Nightmare and Ink, looked at him silently for a few minutes.

"Do you have a death wish, kid?" Blackberry broke the silence.

"No, but I'm not afraid of death." Dream stated, stepping forward.

 "Dream will take care of Cross..." Ink muttered under his breath, writing it down.

"Wait, Ink, please! You can't send my brother in there! He'll be dead in a few minutes!" Nightmare begged.

"He'll be fine. Someone gotta check on Cross one day." Ink left, and everyone spread out, checking the patents they were assigned to.

"Cross Blade... this is his cell!" Dream looked up at the dark, dimly lighted cell, no one seemed to be in it. He looked around and all the cells around were seemingly empty as well. Dream shrugged, entering the cell with the clipboard hanging outside the door. He looked at the last filled out sheet. Well, half-filled out. It was splattered in a brownish-red, dried sustance. Blood.

"Calm down, Dream... I-I'm sure it'll all be okay..." Dream entered. He still couldn't find Cross. He was about to lean into his walkie talkie to report the escaped asylum patient until a hand covered his mouth.

"Who dares enter my chamber?" a voice asked grimly.

"M-my name is D-Dream Apple, and I-I-I am here f-for a Cross Blade..." the smaller turned to the owner of the voice. It was an albino, his right eye was red and his left was blind. A red cut sat an inch under his red eye. He had rolled up his straitjacket's sleeves.

"Wow, you're a cute one~" the patient tilted Dream's chin up towards him. "If you're the one looking for me, I'm all yours, Hotstuff~"

"Obviously healthy, unnaturally tall, definitely dangerous." Dream wrote on the clipboard.

"Come one, Hotstuff, don't be like that!~"  Cross lowered the doctor's clipboard.

"And what will you do if I do my job?" Dream looked up from his papers.

"I think I'll have to punish you~" Cross took the paperwork from Dream's hands.

"I'm not afraid of anything you can do to me." Dream looked the taller in the eye.

"Not rape? Not cripple? Not... kill?" Cross looked confused.

"Nope. Now, g-" Dream was slammed against the wall.

"Are you scared now?" The insane grinned.

"No." Dream lied, hiding his fear.

"Come on, say you're scared~ For me?~" the taller lifted the smaller's legs and wrapped the around his waist.

"I'm not scared of y-you." The doctor cussed as he realized he had stuttered.

"Cute~ Playing the big, brave hero~" Dream tensed up and turned away, fearing of what the taller would do to him. Cross smirked and turned the smaller's face towards his own. Dream calmed down as the taller only pressed their lips together. Having no other option, he hesitatingly kissed back. Cross smirked and licked Dream's bottom lip.

"G-Get off me..." the smaller pulled away, blushing a glowing gold.

"It's okay, baby. A few more kisses~" Cross kissed the smaller again, licking his bottom lip. The blonde refused access teasingly. Cross rubbed Dream's thighs until the smaller moaned, giving his access into his mouth. Cross played with Dream's tongue with his own, the both of them moaning into the kiss. Cross released from the make out session, a string of saliva connecting their separated lips.

"C-Cross?" Dream asked, a needy look in his eyes.

"Cute, but you need to get back to work. We don't want them to be suspicious, do we?~" the taller placed a last kiss onto Dream's cheek before putting him down.

"I guess, I'll see you tomorrow?" The smaller grabbed his clipboard.

"Don't keep me waiting~" with that, Dream has locked Cross back into his cell. He walked back to the office space, writing down notes about Cross.

"The kid's probably already dead." He heard a man, Blackberry, say.

"That sucks, he seemed pretty nice." Blue shrugged. Dream snuck into the room, wanting to know what they're talking about.

"My little brother was sent into death's grip! Ink, why would you do this?" He saw Nightmare cry.

"Uhh... hi guys!" Dream announced, catching everybody's attention.

"You're alive?!" Everyone exclaimed.

"You're alive!" Nightmare ran to his brother, crushing him in a hug.

"Yeah, I don't know why you guys are so scared of Cross." Dream smiled.

"You're not hurt. I think you're Cross's new nurse." Ink noted. Dream smiled, excited to see Cross the next day.

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"Aww! I hope that 'Dream' comes back today!" Lavender (Cross!Frisk) smiled, skipping around the room.

"No way! He's supposed to be scared out of his pants of us! Right, Cross?" X (Cross!Chara) turned to the taller.

"I don't think it'll be too bad if he comes back..." Cross blushed a light lavender. 

"Eww! Don't tell me you like him!" X gagged.

"What if I do? You're a dead seven year old, you can't control me!" Cross barked.

"Cross! I'm back for you're check up!" Cross jumped up from his corner when he heard his Dream's voice sing out.

"Hey! Get away from us, lady!" X yelled as Dream approached Cross.

"Cross, who is that that little boy?" Dream asked, observing the small albino.

"Hi! I'm Lavender! This is my brother, X!" Lavender jumped up to Dream.

"Hi Lavender..." Dream backed up, bumping into Cross. He jumped, startled. "Oh, Cross! There you are!"

"Don't mind them, they're dead." Cross shot a glare at the twins.

"Dead?!" Dream seemed even more startled.

"Yeah, they died with my father in some big fire and when I started seeing them again, I was sent here." Cross pointed at the small boys.

"But I can see them too! Does that mean... I'm crazy?" Dream shuttered.

"Maybe..? The last guy who saw them killed himself-" Cross pointed at a dirty corner of the cell, "-right there. The knife is still there, too."

"Oh my..." Dream covered his mouth with his hand, Cross wrapped his arms around him.

"It's okay right? You won't kill yourself and leave me... right?" Cross spoke quietly, looking at the frightened smaller in his arms.

"Of course not! I won't leave you, I swear! I'll make sure you get better, okay? Then we can be together!" Dream turned around, giving the taller a smile.

"Okay! I like that." Cross smiled.

Many months had passed. Cross was unusually healthy and strong. Dream was always happy to see Cross and made sure to take good care of him. They had learned a lot about each other and grew more and more in love with each passing moment. Everyone called Dream the Death Wisher, believing the insane would kill him eventually. Finally, the day came where Cross could leave the asylum.

But when Dream came, Cross was already gone.

The young doctor was disappointed, but soon began working normally again. He checked on the patients no one wanted to check on and became their friends. But he couldn't hide his pain from never seeing Cross for much longer. 

One day, Dream got a letter in the mail.

Dear Death Wisher,

I know I should see you again. I just can't bring myself to see you though. It's been nearly a year since the day we met, remember? I just want you to know, I love you. And I hope you can forgive me for my disappearance. I just needed some time to fix something's I've done. I love you.

With love, Cross

Cross had sent many letters following. They have pictures and tell of what he has been doing, how he's fixing everything. He has become a hero, wherever he is. But Dream could only wish he could see his love in person. On a rainy day, Dream didn't want to leave his house. The depression had been setting in. He sat, rolled up in a corner of his bed room. He heard a knock, but he didn't want to answer it. The person knocked again, only for him to ignore them again.

"Dear Death Wisher," Dream lifted his head, hearing a familiar voice. "I have finally gained the courage to see you in person." Dream finally stood up, making his way to the door. "I have done so much to feel I deserve you, and I thought talking to you would make me worthy." Dream tied his bathrobe, making his way to answer the man waiting for him. "And I hope you don't hate me now. Though I wouldn't blame you. I just wanted to make myself better, for you." Dream hesitated, his hand hovering over the doorknob. "Dear Death Wisher," Dream finally opened the door, scared it wouldn't be who he was hoping for. "I love you. Love, Cross" 

"C-Cross?" Dream rubbed his eyes, making sure the albino in front of him was real.

"The one and only."  The taller was nicely dressed. His hair was finally neat, he was wearing a white dress shirt, black pants, and shiny black dress shoes. He held out a bouquet of golden, star-shaped flowers for Dream to take.

"Flowers? You didn't have to, being here is enough of a gift!" Dream nearly tackled the taller to the ground with a hug.

"Man, had I been the reason to get up in the morning?" Cross asked, running his fingers through Dream's messy, golden curls.

"If I knew you'd be coming, I would've put on something nice..." Dream blushed, pulling the taller into his house. Cross looked around, seeing how messy the large house was. Dream placed the flowers in a vase before returning to the taller, who was still noting how messy the once neat doctor's home was. He shrugged it off and picked the smaller up.

"Heh, you're still as cute as I remember, especially when you have bed head." Cross sat Dream down on the kitchen table. He pulled the string of the robe, undoing it and exposing Dream's body.

"You have no idea how long I've waited for you to come and take me!" Dream wrapped his arms around Cross, pulling him in closer.

"Well today's the day your dreams come true~" Dream rolled his eyes. Cross chucked and began the make out session. After a few minutes of heated kissing the fun really began~

*1911 words.*

Joke bonus:

River entered Dream's house, looking down at her phone.

"Dream, what's the WiFi-" the teen stopped seeing Dream was, well, busy... "Is this just have sex day?! Maybe Sci will let me in. And not get fucked." She turned around, locking the door on her way out. She sighed, leaving the two to do their thing. Come on, first day out of the asylum and she walks in on six people just fucking?! This will be a fun day for her.

*1966 words.*

*Yay! Two more left! This was actually really fun to write but I couldn't go much further because with this note, this chapter is more then two-thousand words. That's a lot of words! But I once again did this on a phone in a car. Feel free to request, I'm sure I'll do just as good! Good bye for now, my Devil Cakes!*