“You love me?” Nightmare twips his head to you, raising an eyebrow. You loved him? Even if it was platonic, how could you feel something positive about literal negativity?

“All I need you to know is that you need to stop. All that positive energy is going to kill me.” He snarls, trying his best to put on an angry facade as he felt another negative emotion creep into his mind. Guilt over breaking your heart. He hated how that happened. He tries his best to suppress it before you notice.