You were sliding across the marble floor with another hand onto your waist, a certain skeleton pushed against your form in a graceful dance. Silhouettes of other pairs whirled around you with faint music playing in the background, a peaceful yet enticing atmosphere of the ballroom. Others bantered with each other on the side gathered around the tables, light hearted chatter heard from the crowds.

In the corner of the dimly lit area stood Nightmare, who was glaring at his brother that had gotten a chance to dance with you. He narrowed his eye sockets to a slit while his tendrils twitched behind his back, the agitation clear in his expression. A flash of realization shot through his face, a sly grin creeping onto Nightmare’s skull.

In an instant he sought through the people, eventually able to almost reach Dream and his pair. As others broke off to intertwine with new people to dance with, Nightmare twirled one of his tentacles around your waist. Before you or Dream could react, who was shocked to be met with his brother, the goopy skeleton already had you in his grasp.

“Apologies, darling-“

He muttered with a half sympathetic tone, chuckling to himself as Nightmare twirled you into his chest. He escorted you through the crowd before Dream could take you back, grinning to himself in satisfaction from finally getting alone time with you. He turned his head to you, now able to pay his full attention to them.

“Pardon me, I just had to have a dance with an appealing one such as yourself.”

Nightmare apologized on his behalf with eye sockets softening in the slightest. He pressed a gentle kiss onto your clutched hand against his own, his lips curling into an almost mirthful smile.