(because underfell poth is beautiful and doesn't get enough love)

(so here's this smol story for Christmas because ye)

(i saw this writing prompt on tumblr and i thought it was cute lol)

(the originals wont appear here)

(also dont take this one-shot too seriously or i'll call the police)

Fell!Goth's P.O.V

The air was cold and everything was completely covered in snow. It looked as if a blanket of white had fallen upon the world. Snowflakes slowly fell from the sky and glimmered like small crystals. Even icicles started forming on tree branches and on the edges of roofs. You could go anywhere and find nothing but snow and ice.

Palette had invited Goth over since he knew the holidays made him uncomfortable. Even though Goth was reluctant to go, it was better then spending Christmas day all alone while everyone else were out having fun and spending time with their friends and families.

When Palette called him to come over, Goth's soul skipped a beat. After the call, Goth mentally slapped himself for being a mess even though nothing happened during their short conversation over the phone. 

As Goth made his way to Palette's house, he kept his head down and stared at the snow. The snow sparkled in the sunlight and crunched loudly under his boots. Goth's jacket was covered in snowflakes, which he brushed off.

It wasn't long before Palette's house came into view. Goth hesitated for a moment before continuing walking. He couldn't explain it, but he was almost certain Palette was planning something. Whether it was good or bad, it was still unsettling. 

Goth stood in front of Palette's door, his soul racing nervously. Before he could turn away and bail, Goth knocked on the door and waited. A few moments later, the door opened to reveal Palette and his famous smirk.

"Hey Cupcake~"

"I told you to stop calling me that." Goth growled, blushing slightly at the nickname. Even though Palette had called him 'Cupcake' multiple times, Goth still hated it but liked it at the same time.

Palette simply shrugged and changed the subject. "I decided to decorate the place before you got here so you would feel welcomed~"

Palette put up decorations? Goth didn't see any decorations outside. Besides, Palette wasn't the kind of person to decorate for the holidays or do anything to make someone feel welcomed, but Goth didn't question it and decided to go with the flow.

"Well that's something I never thought you would say."

"You learn something new everyday," Palette chuckled and pulled him inside. "Come on, it's cold outside. We can't have you catching a cold, now can we~?"

Goth grumbled slightly under his breath and the first thing he noticed was a mistletoe hanging over their heads. In fact, the ceiling was decorated with mistletoe. It looked as if they were growing out of the ceiling.

Realization hit him like a bullet train. Palette had decorated his house with mistletoe and invited him over.

Well isn't this just great...

Palette grinned smugly. "So where's my kiss~?"

"...did you seriously buy mistletoe just so you have an excuse to kiss me?" Goth asked blankly, even though he already knew the answer.

"Yep. Got a problem with that, Cupcake?"

Goth sighed in annoyance. He reached up and pecked Palette's cheek. "There's your kiss. Happy?"

"Well... it's not an actual kiss but it will have to do for now~" Palette chuckled, glancing at the other mistletoe above.

Goth reluctantly tore himself out of Palette's grasp. As much as he enjoyed being in the others arms, he didn't want Palette to know that.

"...you bought a lot of mistletoe." Goth commented blankly after attempting to count the number of mistletoe hanging on the ceiling.

"Do you like it?" Palette asked smugly. "I thought it would make you feel welcomed~"

Goth didn't reply. Instead he looked for a spot where there wasn't a mistletoe hanging on the ceiling. Unfortunately for him, there weren't many spots.

"Did you buy the store out of mistletoe or something? There's mistletoe everywhere!" he exclaimed. Goth had never seen so many mistletoe in his life.

Palette simply shrugged. "I would've stole more. Anyway, I have to do something real quick. Wait here for me, okay~?"

Before Palette left, he pecked Goth's forehead. Goth blushed a bit and sighed. He sat on the couch and stared at the ceiling covered in mistletoe. Even though he was glad to had an excuse to kiss the other, it felt wrong. Especially when you know that your 'lover' cheated on you multiple times. But for some reason Goth couldn't bring himself hate Palette, even though he caused so much pain to Goth's soul.

Goth rested his arms on the table in front of him and waited, listening to the clock tick. He briefly glanced at the fallen photo frame in front of him and raised a brow.

"...what's this?" Goth picked up the frame and he couldn't believe his eyes. He could feel the last sparks of hope shatter as the photo fell out of his hand and pitifully clattered onto the floor.

He hasn't changed one bit...

Goth was so lost in his jumble of thoughts that he didn't notice that Palette had returned and was calling his name. Goth snapped back into reality and looked up at Palette.

"What do you want?"

"Come on, Cupcake. Don't be like that," Palette said smoothly, his voice sweet as honey. Goth couldn't help but notice another mistletoe was hanging over their heads. When Goth looked back at Palette, he was wearing the smirk that showed off his fangs. Before Goth could object, Palette pulled him closer causing him to blush dark purple.

"Let go of me, you asshole!" Goth said sharply, trying to push Palette away. Palette didn't listen and cupped Goth's chin gently yet firmly.

Suddenly Palette's smirk disappeared and his smug expression turned serious. He stared into Goth's eyes. "Tell me what's wrong."

Goth stopped struggling for a moment and blinked a few times, his angry expression turning into a confused one. "...what?"

"You heard me. Tell me what's wrong." Palette said in a demanding way. "You looked frustrated, as if something's bothering you. What is it?"

"Since when did you start caring?" Goth hissed slightly, trying to free himself from Palette's grasp. "It's not like you ever cared about me when you started chasing after the original version of myself. So why start now? Why didn't you invite him over instead?"

"Cupcake-"

Whatever Palette was going to say was cut off when Goth started yelling at him. "I agreed to come over because I still love you! But then I find a photo of him laying around and mistletoe hanging on the ceiling? Did you really think I would still be one of your 'pets' after I found you with him? Did you even think about how I would feel?"

Goth didn't realize he was crying until Palette gently wiped the tears away with a thumb. The gesture only made Goth cry harder. "...w-why do you do this to me? I l-love you..."

Palette's face soften and he leaned down to give Goth a short but passionate kiss. Goth wasn't sure how to react at first, but he kissed back despite his better judgement. When Palette pulled away, he held Goth close to his chest. Goth buried his face into the soft fabric, crying silently. Even though Palette wasn't the best at comforting others, Goth was grateful he was at least trying.

"I know... and I'm sorry," Palette says sheepishly. "I was just being greedy and selfish. I didn't think you would find out but you did. I won't lie but I really didn't think about your feeling when I was with him..." 

"W-What about the photo?" Goth sniffed.

"The photo was from a long time ago. I was being careless and left it there when I was suppose to get rid of it." Palette explained quietly. "I wanted more but I didn't realize you're all I need-"

"Shut up, I don't want to hear it." Goth interrupted sharply, digging his fingers angrily into the fabric of Palette's jacket. Palette's eyes widened and he sighed in defeat.

"I understand-" Palette whispers quietly when Goth yanked him into another kiss. Palette was surprised at first but immediately kissed back. They kissed for a few minutes and Goth was the first one to pull away.

"I hate you."

Palette chuckled softly and leaned in for another kiss. "I love you too, my sweet Cupcake~"

(what the fuck did this turn into)  

(this was meant to be a cute story but naw might as well add form problems in there)

(i also got lazy at the end)

(who took this one-shot seriously?)

(i wont call the police i promise)