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Snow - Blue/Cross Fic

Prompt: Snow | First Kiss

Prompt from: @yearoftheotpevent

Media: UTMV/Undertale Multiverse

Genres: Fluff, everyone lives in Nightmare’s castle, human AU, light romance, friends to lovers (technically enemies to friends to lovers but they aren’t shown to be enemies in this fic)

Characters: Cross, Blue, Dream, Nightmare (mentioned), Killer (mentioned), Error (mentioned)

Pairing(s): Cross/Blue

CW/TW: None!

Word Count: 3743

Other Notes: This is 1/12 fics I’ll be doing this year! All of the pairings I will be writing about will be rarepairs because man I just like rarepairs what can I say? This was written on the laptop, so paragraphs are formatted to not be read on mobile! Apologies for this.

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Arm workouts had to be his favorite. Just him, the gym bench, and some heavy dumbbells. It was a great way to cool down while also working out one of the most important parts of his body. He wasn’t Cross without being able to wield his massive as fuck sword. Using arm exercises as post-workout workouts was also something he did frequently. It was a good way to work his muscles as well as winding down post-shower. Apart from having a very short and small breakfast and doing his physical training session, he hadn’t done much else today. He had done his normal morning workout which took around three hours to complete.

It was always a blur when he did it, like he was in this dazed state until Chara decided to wake him up via an ice cold shower or hell fire shower. He always hated it but man did it work. It always snapped him right out of his childhood conditioning and back into the real world. He had done his normal workout this morning, took a hell fire shower, and was now doing some arm workouts to chill out. Earbuds were in his ears, connected to his phone in his gym short pocket. It was playing a podcast about common tropes in anime, where they came from, and how they got popular. Honestly? It was really interesting.

Switching the dumbbell to the other arm, Cross adjusted his entire placement on the gym bench, making sure that he was comfortable. He did small arm circles with the arm that now felt extremely light, stretching it out to make sure the muscles stayed healthy and not strained. His body could take a lot - he was a massive hunk of a man - but he had to take care of his body too, just like everyone else.

Despite it being the middle of January, he was feeling warm and safe. And while Nightmare refused to get a proper heating system in the castle, preferring to heat the massive building via fireplace, working out in the colder months was really nice. The gym was located on the first basement floor of the castle. The castle had a lot of floors, both from the first floor going up, and the first floor going down. It actually wasn’t freezing down there, being more insulated due to the floors above and the ground around it. The temperature was nice and cool, which made it great for working out. It stayed cool all year round too.

After completing all of the arm workouts, he stood up and walked over to the weight-rack, gently setting down the eighty pound (~36kg) weight where it belonged. He stretched out his torso and arms, his back popping. Suddenly, before Cross could begin to think about what he would do next, Blue suddenly burst into the room, the double doors flying open.

“CROSS CROSS CROSS CROSS CROSS CROSS!” A flurry of shouts echoed throughout the room, with a significantly smaller figure running towards him. Cross turned in time to make sure he didn’t accidentally elbow Blue in the face. Sweat beads dripped from Blue’s forehead as he grabbed onto Cross’s forearm. Blue was vibrating, clearly very excited about something. Although what, Cross wasn’t sure. Blue could get excited about anything if he tried to.

“BWUH-” Cross sputtered as Blue grabbed onto his arm with a force much stronger than he was expecting. “H-Hi??? What’s up?”

“CROSS!” Blue squealed, rocking back and forth on his feet. “You need to come upstairs and into the main hall right now, it's super important! I want to show you something awesome!” He chirped before springing from Cross’s arm, practically teleporting from Cross back to the doors, “And put on some pants! You’ll need it!”

And with that, he was gone. Cross was still reeling from Blue’s excitement, a small, giddy grin appearing on his face. He knew what to do next, and had to move quickly; Blue was waiting for him. His mind wandered, wondering what Blue wanted from him. Knowing the little bastard, it could be just about anything. But Cross had a good feeling about it. Seeing the excitement and glee in Blue’s big, beautiful, dark-blue eyes was enough to tell Cross that whatever it was, it was going to be worth it. Changing into something that wasn’t his workout clothes was easy. His gym shorts became a black and white pair of pants and his muscle shirt became a tight yet soft black sweater. He, of course, finished off the monochromatic outfit by putting on the fluffy coat he always wore. It was a staple of his appearance, he couldn’t just leave it out! He exited his room, rubbing his eyes as he yawned. Sleep and him never really got along, and he hadn’t had a night in the past month that wasn’t restless or full of nightmares.

It was quiet in the castle, something it often wasn’t. The winter months had to have been the reason. The cold just made people chill, literally and figuratively. Heating wasn’t a thing in the castle either, and despite Dream’s attempt to fight Nightmare about this, he always lost. Nightmare, being the guardian of negativity and naturally colder than the average person, didn’t see the need in getting heating. So he left everyone else to suffer and figure out how to stay warm. This was mostly done through cuddle piles by fireplaces, something Cross didn’t mind participating in. It got down below freezing most nights! But his body was warm, and so was his clothing choices, he usually got along fine. The large doors to the main hall were right in front of him, and Cross had to wonder when and how he got there. He must’ve been on autopilot. A sigh left his lips before he had the chance to process it. He needed to wake up fully soon because this was getting ridiculous. Chara did a decent job of making sure he got in control of his own body, but it still took effort of his own to make himself ready for the day.

Cross shoved the doors to the main hall open with his shoulder, the large spruce door creaking as he did so. Cold air blasted at his face, blood rising into his cheeks and nose, being very apparent due to his albino skin. He blinked back a few tears as he entered the room. Blue was waiting for him, bouncing up and down on his feet. Which were in blue snow boots. Huh. Cross didn’t realize that Blue owned any other pair of shoes from the normal heeled boots he wore. The smaller man was very lightly dressed compared to Cross, although he usually was, but today it was odd. Since they were both feeling the strong gust of wind coming from the open doors, Blue should’ve been shivering. It was well below freezing outside and the wind was absolutely making it worse. He had snow boots, his scarf, and what appeared to be jeans and a simple black undershirt with blue gloves. Before Cross could even mention the mere fact that Blue was very underdressed for this type of weather and was possibly going to get himself sick, Blue had grabbed his hand and began pulling him towards the door.

“Oh my god Cross I’m so excited you’re here, look!” Cross’s eyes went from Blue towards the open doors. And what he saw was something straight out of a movie. The ground outside was covered in snow, every plant being coated with a thick layer of powdery snow. It was still falling from the clouds above, the wind sending the snowflakes whirling around. The last time he had seen snow like this must’ve been in his old universe. Snowdin often had snows like this, but he had yet to see a place match it. It had snowed outside the castle before, but it had been a long time since he last saw a place snow like this.

No wonder Blue wanted to show him this. It was incredible! “Isn’t it perfect, Cross?! It’s been so long since I’ve last seen it snow like this!”

“Haha yeah…it’s crazy.”

“Come on!”

“Come huh?”

Snow crunched under Blue’s feet as he ran from the doors and across the entryway. Right before he hit the stairs that led up to the castle, he leapt. Like an excited husky he jumped up and landed below in the snow, which had to have at least been two feet to catch him properly. Cross was stunned. He exited the castle, pulling to doors closed with relative ease despite the wind working against him. When he turned back around, Blue was beckoning him into the snow. He hesitated slightly, unsure of what to do. But Blue’s smile wavered any anxiety he had, his shoulders untensing. He walked down the steps, being careful to not slip and fall. Blue was resting against the snow, as if it was a mattress and not freezing cold. The snow crumbled as he patted the spot next to him. It was…oddly seductive.

Cross took a second to turn around and crouch into the snow. He allowed himself to lay down next to Blue and a wheeze exited his body as he sunk into the ground, the two feet of snow not being enough to keep him up. He was so goddamn muscley! No snow could trickle down his back luckily, due to his hood being pulled up over his head. Although severely limiting his vision. Blue shifted on his right and within a moment, the fluff of his hood was pulled back.

“Hehe, hi Cross.” Blue laughed, “You’re hidden away.”

“I guess. Hah.” Cross replied, his tone nervous. He wasn’t sure why he was nervous, Blue never did anything to make him anxious! Blue was always so sweet and awesome to him. And yet his heart was racing and his palms were sweaty. “Why did you want to show me the snow?”

Even though Blue’s vitiligo made his cheeks two very different shades, one pale and the other brown, Cross was still able to tell that he flushed slightly at the question. Blue sat up, and his face was buried slightly in his bright blue scarf. He shook his head, much like a dog would, to get the snow out of his hair. “For a few reasons, actually.” He made a smiley face in the snow, his face the opposite, “Some are more selfish than others, I’m afraid.”

“Hey hey,” Cross sat up and put a hand on Blue’s shoulder, “It’s ok. I want to know. ‘Sides, I don’t think you could be selfish, even if you tried.”

Blue chuckled softly before standing up and promptly sinking back into the snow. The snow was almost to his waist, and he shivered as snow entered into his snow boots. The wool socks that he had on should be enough to keep his feet from freezing over. Error had made them for him! What a sweet guy Error is! He grabbed Cross’s hand and helped him up.

“Well, the first reason is that I wanted to show you the snow! It’s been so long since I’ve seen a snow storm like this! And as a previous resident of Snowdin yourself, I figured that you would like to see it as well.”

“Aw.”

“Reason number two! And Cross before I say this I need you to know that this is out of love.”

Cross squinted at him. “Ok?”

“I wanted to bring you out here so we could play in the snow! Because you, my monochromatic friend, have the biggest stick up your ass I have ever seen.”

“Hey!”

“I mean that nicely! You are just on edge and worrying about everyone and everything all of the time! You work so hard, and I am afraid that you’ve forgotten how to have fun and relax. So I pulled you out here so we can frolic in the snow!”

“That’s…really sweet actually. And not selfish at all! Are you ok? Why would you think that either of those reasons are selfish?”

“I have three reasons, actually.” Blue twirled a small piece of his brown hair.

“Yeah? What’s the third?”

Despite the massive height difference between them, Blue still, somehow, managed to put a gloved hand on Cross’s cheek. Cross’s cheeks flushed again, becoming a deeper shade of red than his normal cold look.

“I wanted to spend time with you.”

“Really?”

“Yes! I know you internalize pretty much anything and you think that you’re terrible and horrible and that everyone hates you and that no one would ever want to spend time with you, but that isn’t true! I really like you Cross, and I want to spend time with you!” Cross bent down slightly, to allow Blue to grab his face with both hands. His eyes shut as Blue kissed his freezing nose. He allowed himself to take Blue’s compliment to heart, and a genuine, if a little dorky, smile tugged on his lips. And he felt a little bit at peace, a feeling he didn’t feel too often. Then his mind started whirling, per usual. What…just happened? Was this platonic or did Blue have some sort of subtext behind his words? Although Blue usually didn't, who knows? Was he supposed to react in a certain way, were they going to kiss???

Before his brain short-circuited, Blue snapped him back to reality. “Now come on! Let’s do something! We could have a snowball fight, or maybe eat icicles, ooh or build a snow fort! There are so many things we can- AUAH?!”

Blue was cut off as Cross picked him up like a cat, his hands almost fully wrapped around his chest. He tried not to think about the fact that Cross’s hand was practically the size of his chest. It flustered him! He always forgot how large and muscular Cross was until something like this happened.

“Aaguh- Cross? Why don’t you, um, put me down?”

“I will. But first we have to get you some proper snow clothing. You’re going to freeze and get sick if you spend any more time out here wearing such thin clothing. We are going inside so you can warm up and put on some more weather appropriate clothing.”

“What! No way! Cross I will be fine. I’ve been out longer in worse conditions!”

“That’s not comforting! Come on, we are getting you a jacket at least.”

“OI!”

Cross and Blue both paused. That was a new voice. It was awfully quiet in the wind, despite it sounding like a shout. But where did it come from? Cross shifted on his foot, squinting so he could see in the windy snow.

“UP HERE DOUCHEBAG!” Ooh, Cross recognized that voice and his teeth began to grind together as he made the connection. He turned on his heel and looked up onto the balcony above. And just as he guessed, Dream was standing there. Arms crossed, and the black fluff on his jacket shook in the wind, gathering snow. His golden eyes were pulled into a sharp glare, which was aimed at Cross.

“HE’S GOING TO GET SICK! BRING HIM INSIDE YOU INSECURE GOLLUMPUS!”

The two made eye contact, and it took all that Cross had in him to not fling his sword straight at Dream’s head. With a moment of silent contemplation, Cross made up his mind. He flung Blue into the snow with a gentle toss. He flipped Dream off as well as Blue shrieked and laughed as he landed gracefully into the snow.

“HEY!” “WE’RE GOING TO HAVE FUN THE SNOW, YOU AND YOUR STUPID ASS CAN SUCK IT UP!”

“Cross!” Blue chided at him before taking a bite out of a snowball he had made.

With a huff, Cross disengaged, even though Dream hurled a few more insults at him before giving up and going back inside. The smallest twinge of regret shot through Cross. He didn’t like Dream all that much, sure, but the guy was just looking out for Blue, much like how he had done a moment earlier. But Blue probably wouldn't have listened to Dream anyway. Though he would’ve been nicer about it.

“Sorry…?”

“No you’re not.”

With a heavy sigh, Cross responded. “No I’m not.”

Once again Cross was yanked down into the snow. This time he landed on his knees which made it easier to talk to Blue, who was still laying down in the snow. How he wasn’t freezing was a mystery. He had one arm over his chest, the other under his head. Blue laughed slightly at Cross’s response, smiling at him. Blue had a nice smile. And Cross was sure he wasn’t the only one to think that! Thinking that was a normal thing to think about friends! Right? Right! Exactly!

“Hehe, are you thinking about me Cross?”

“Wha-What? Why would you think that?!”

“Your face went all red when you were looking at me. Unless you were thinking about someone else?” Blue asked, his tone rather flat yet still engaged. He cocked his head to the side, waiting for Cross to respond.

“I was um-” He swallowed hard, “I was just thinking about how nice your smile is.”

“Aww!” Blue sat up and hid away in his scarf for a moment, cheeks a little flushed. Although not as much as Cross’s were, “Thanks.”

“Y-Yeah um! Sure. Of course.”

Blue cupped Cross’s face, the feeling of his gloves were nice against cold skin. He rubbed Cross’s cheek for a moment. His thumb ran over the scars that made an x-like shape on his face. Despite his gloves, he could still feel the difference between the coarse skin of the scars versus the non-scarred skin. He adored Cross’s scars, which was ironic considering he didn’t like his own. They were so badass and showed how strong he was! Cross was very strong, and yet so very gentle. Only when someone realizes their maximum strength can they be as careful as Cross is. Even a few moments ago, when Cross had scooped him up. He wasn’t aggressive about it, and neither was his grasp tight. His hands drifted down to Cross’s jaw, and he felt the other’s breath hitch.

“Can I kiss you?” Blue whispered, his voice barely heard over the wind.

“I-If you want to!” Cross stuttered, his hands finding themselves a nice spot on Blue’s hips. He had never been kissed before, was there something he was supposed to do or…?

There was no room for thoughts as Blue gently pressed their lips together for a moment. It was a simple peck on the lips, it could barely be considered a kiss. It lasted for a second, maybe too. But to Cross it felt like an eternity.

“Now come on! We have so many things that we can do in the snow, so let’s get going!: Blue chirped, jumping to his feet, shivering a little as he did so. He was faced away from Cross and when he heard no movement he turned around on his heel. “Cross?”

Cross was still kneeling in the snow, eyes wide and cheeks flushed. A shaky hand was lifted to his lips, the phantom feeling of the kiss still there. He looked so out of it, as if he didn’t even notice that Blue was talking to him. Blue smiled softly and walked a couple paces back over to Cross.

“Cross?” Blue asked, poking his nose. He jolted awake, blinking a few times. “Hehe, you dork. You okay?”

Cross nodded.

“Awesome! Let’s get going!”

“Ah! Wait!” Cross was yanked up by Blue with surprising strength. His knees felt like collapsing under him, but he managed to get control of himself relatively quickly. “Can we,” he paused to swallow, “Can we do that again?”

“What, kiss?”

“Mhm.”

With a shrug Blue responded, “Sure. But first we have snow activities to do! What do you want to do first, Cross?”

“We could…make a snow fort? Igloo? Something like that?”

“Yesss!” Blue’s eyes lit up as he grabbed Cross’s hand, and pulled him into the forest that surrounded Nightmare’s castle. Cross put on what had to be his tenth wobbly smile of the day. He just felt content around Blue. He didn’t feel like that around most people. His fingers wrapped around Blue’s, the feeling warm against the harsh cold of the winter. Was Blue still not cold? If he looked like he was shivering, Cross would be sure to take his jacket off and give it to him. It would absolutely smother the guy, but he’d be warm! Blue turned back to him, and smiled once again. There was a slight crease to his smile, the ends of his eyes tugging upward. Was Cross about to gush about his smile again? Probably.

The day had started with feelings of melancholy and the existential dread of figuring out what to do with himself. It was easier when someone just told him what he should do, whether it be Nightmare sending him on a mission, or Killer dragging him to do something. And even though Blue had dragged him out into the snow, he still asked what he wanted to do first. Blue was good at that. Listening and taking suggestions. Actually, Blue was just good! Good to be around, good to hang out with…good to kiss. He wasn’t perfect, Cross knew that, no one could be. But Blue came pretty damn close. Cross almost felt honored that Blue wanted to hang out with him. There were so many people in the world and in the castle, and he was the one who was actively sought out. It made him feel warm. Happy, even.

Blue let go of his hand to run ahead, scouting out a clearing. Cross followed him, eyes watching for any icicles or large patches of snow that could fall on Blue and hurt him. He hadn’t even noticed the fact that Blue had stopped moving until he almost bumped into him.

“Hey! Cross!” Cross looked down at Blue, who had snapped his fingers as he spoke. “You’ve gone all tense again. Relax for me man.”

“But that’s…hard.”

“Relaxing is hard? Jesus Christ, who hurt you?” Cross went to reply, but Blue held his hand up, “Rhetorical question. Sorry. Can you take a breath? Have a little fun with me Cross.”

How could Cross say no?

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