(This basically occurs in an alternate dimension so anything that happens here ain't canon uwu)

"I'm starting to feel some sort of way"

Dust sat on the couch with some of the other Sanses as they watched the TV which was showing an episode of Steven Universe. It was an old episode, and Dust had already seen it multiple times before, but Dust wasn't watching the TV. He was watching Killer.

"You give me goosebumps everyday"

He's been doing this for a while now, just staring at Killer, not being able to focus on anything else. He's also been having some weird feelings in his soul whenever he hung out with him. At first he thought it was just the joy of hanging out with his best friend, but he never felt this before. What was this feeling?

"And when you look at me and smile, I wanna say-"

Killer glanced at him, feeling Dust staring at him, and raised an eyebrow at him, smiling in amusement, "What're you looking at?" He asked, amused. Dust blushed and stuttered out a small 'nothing' before looking away, embarassed. He's been doing that a lot as well. What was wrong with him these days?

"I-I think you're okay??"

Killer chuckled. 'Cute...' Dust thought. Wait what? "Dang, Dust, you keep staring and blushing at me these days. If I didn't know better I'd say you had a crush on me, dude." Killer joked. Dust's eyes widened a little, although it wasn't that noticable. Was that it? Did Dust really have a crush on his best friend?

Was he...in love?

"Your stupid face makes me insane"

Dust layed down with his back on his bed, staring up at the ceiling as he tried to process all of these thoughts and feelings he was getting for Killer. Did he really have a crush on his best friend? It would explain everything he's been feeling these days, and Killer was pretty cute, so...

Dust sighed as he blushed slightly. Why did he have to be so gay?

"My heart feels like it's trapped in cellophane"

He thought about what to do now that he knew what he was feeling. He knew he shouldn't keep these emotions bottled up, he'd learned that much from all those shitty rom coms that Horror and Lust kept watching, but should he actually tell him? He knew it was weird to fall in love with your best friend, but it's not like Killer would hate him, would he?

God, sometimes Dust hated having emotions.

"And everytime I try to unrap the pain-"

Dust walked down the stairs, hoping to get some fresh air while he thought this through. He sighed, before hearing something that made his heart stop and made him feel shittier than he already felt.

"Of course I'll go on a date with you, Dream!"

...Was that....Killer?

"I feel so ashamed..."

Dust felt as if his soul was shattered into pieces. He glanced down to see what was happening, and he saw Killer and Dream.

Holding hands.

Together.

"Oh, but you don't know how I feel."

'Of course he liked Dream,' Dust thought. Why couldn't he see it? Killer and Dream had been hanging out more often, spending time with each other and abandoning their plans with their best friends. Killer's been staring at the old God of Positivity as if he were a god...which he was but that's besides the point.

"It's like everyday I'm running uphill"

Dust felt tears running down the side of his face, but he quickly wiped them away. Did he really love Killer this much? Damn son.

"Oh why can't I just spit it out and tell you right now-"

He hated feelings sometimes. He really did. He wished he never had them. But at the same time...

"That you're the one I love outloud."

Dust glanced back down at where Killer and Dream were talking. He took note of the fact how Killer was smiling more than he usually does. He really enjoyed Dream's company. He was happy with Dream.

He was....happy.

"I guess I'll stop here and not hint at all"

Dust smiled sadly at the two before turning around and walking back up the stairs, planning on just staying in his room for the rest of the day.

"Hey Dust!"

Dust turned around to see Killer running up to him. His was filled with shock, what was he doing here?

"That you're the one I've fallen for"

Dust let Killer catch up to him and cocked his head slightly to the side, giving Killer a confused look.

Killer panted softly, catching his breath, before straightening and giving Dust a worried look, "Hey dude, you alright? I saw you looking all sad and shit a few minutes ago and I wanted to know if you're okay?" Killer asked him, slightly worried for his best friend.

Dust's eyes widened slightly in surprise, but he smiled softly at his best friend and put his hand on his friend's shoulder, shaking his head slightly, "Nah, I'm fine, dude. Just sad about the fact that I'm the only one in the group who's still single." He winked at Killer.

"But if you ever think of me as anything more..."

Killer blushed and stuttered out random words, before letting out, "Y-you hea- uh heard th-that-t?" Dust chuckled and nodded, "Yep, now shouldn't you start getting ready for your date later? You have an hour before 8, and I don't want my best friend showin' up to his date in rags." Dust joked. Killer glared at him and shoved him playfully, "Jerk!" He crossed his arms and huffed. Dust rolled his eyes, "I'm kidding, but hurry up and get your sorry ass ready." Killer just scoffed playfully before walking away to go get ready, not noticing the sad but loving smile Dust was giving him.

"...I'll be here at your call."

Tsoko-Frappe

Terrormare

This exists now.

Also I didn't know where to put this so here.