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Cross tried his best to ignore you... not to focus on you... just... to be impassive. But it was impossible... those eyes. Those damn eyes. He was a lonely being... his existence no longer made sense, but for some reason when he was near you it... eased, in a way. That didn't happen with Core Frisk... not with Dream, not with Ink anymore. Was he in love? No... what a silly idea.
That's probably what he thought, all this time. Until he finally had some time alone with you... you two had known each other before... before all that shrine stuff and all... but you hadn't had time to talk since you met again... Cross sat under the tree, the sunset was nice... he was kind of melancholic, but suddenly a purple color covered his skeletal face, he was blushing, and seriously, he hated it
"uhh.. you know, you looked kind of cute in that fight..."
He said, kind of hesitantly, but he didn't want to let this one slip