Idea 8
Cross x Dream
Warnings- Stalking, dark themes, yandere
Cross saved a new photo of Dream onto his phone. He had just caught Dream smoking in the alley, he was unaware that Cross was so close to him.
Cross was determined to get out of the area before he was caught. He couldn’t have that.
He wouldn’t ever be able to admit his feelings and doubts that Dream would even like him. So Cross was happy to remain on the sidelines watching. He walks away from the alley but he isn’t looking where he is going and bumps into someone dropping his phone to the ground.
“Shit. I’m Sorry I-“ He froze seeing Dream was the one he bumped into. Even worse the other was holding his phone. How did he get over here so fast?
"So, are you my stalker?" Cross paled. His sockets widened and his heart started to race, he quickly shook his head.
"W-what? I-I’m not a stalker!" He weakly protested as he squeezed his fingers with his hand and looked down avoiding his possibly angered and judgmental face.
"Really?" Dream asked, "Then why do you have a folder of just me?" He arched a brow bone at Cross. Cross looks up only to find Dream playfully smiling.
"I think your cool- er I mean I-I’m your fan- I-I-"
Dream chuckles before scrolling further into the folder. Cross looks down again, avoiding the embarrassment of looking the other in the eyes.
"You've been following me for some time."
Cross bit his lip. Damnit. Why did he have to get caught? Now Dream will hate him, he won’t even have a chance.
“Like…I said I’m a big fan…”His face heated up at being caught and he couldn’t help but feel incredibly embarrassed and ashamed.
Dream chuckled and passed Cross back the phone. “Then, my biggest fan ever, how about a date?”
He was sure this had to be some kind of dream.
“What?”
Dream leaned in close, “Go on a date with me, and you can take as many pictures as you want,” he shrugged, “maybe some videos too.”
As Dream walked away with a smile to told Cross to check his phone. Cross looks down at his phone, it was opened to his contacts. A new one had been added with a number, Dream’s number.
He grinned and looked up to find Dream but he was already gone. Cross smiled processing the information that had been thrown at him. A date with Dream? His number?
Cross sighed, face warm, and without a second thought, he went running after Dream but this time he made sure to stay in the shadows.
Cross had no other choice but to follow like the lost puppy he was.
