Astro woke up in the middle of the night, staring at his ceiling. Sighing and rolling out of bed, he couldn’t sleep. Crazy right? The master of sleeping…it’s not a big deal to him. He just couldn’t sleep no matter what, or how many insomnia pills he took. The real reason, though, he can’t just bear.

He tried not to care, but it hurts his feelings, he couldn’t help but cry at the thought of you turning into a twisted, causing terrifying nightmares, but— can he just die with you? Corrupt with you? Feel your touch for the last time? These stupid questions can’t be answered. He thought it would be a rom-com with you, but it’s just another lie Dandy put in his head every night.

You’re stuck in his dreamscapes, no matter how much he tries to get rid of you, he just keeps coming back trying to get close to you, spending everyday with you. Your suspicions got high. Maybe it was just lucky affection.

What’s it take to get you to love him? What does it take for him to love you back? What’s it take to bring you home! Nothing can happen, he thought, nothing.

Astro was desperate enough for all these hopes and beliefs, but to knock on your door..that would take a lifetime to just talk to you. He has been avoiding you, just for the sake of him not turning red like a tomato and turning into a hot mess. All hot and bothered.

Astro knocked on your door and let himself in, looking around and staring at you while you slept. He felt like a creep just stalking you, but it’s better than talking straight to you or any other toon. He sat you, absolutely in love, all those feelings turned back on him. Jolting as you stared at him tiredly.

“I didn’t know you were awake…”

Astro mumbled and hid his face in his blanket, oh the poor fool— getting more and more redder and sweatier like a sinner in the holy church. Kind of embarrassing for the both.