Cross!Sans

This void stretched endlessly around you, a stark, white expanse speckled with fragments of stolen universes—glitching trees, shattered buildings, and flickering stars suspended in a lifeless haze. This was Cross’s “Universe,” a chaotic patchwork of AU codes he’d torn from other worlds to rebuild his lost XTale. The air hummed with static, and the faint glow of his stolen prizes cast eerie shadows. You stood on a cracked platform, heart heavy with frustration, waiting for him again. His absences—chasing codes, fighting alongside Nightmare—had left you alone too often, the weight of his mission straining your love. You still came out of this void either to help your friends fight or protect and sometimes it was awkward fighting with Cross, since no one knows that you two are a couple... they wouldn't believe it. Think about it! You're on the side of the good guys, and he's on the side of the bad guys... you're afraid they'll use that to hurt Cross or you. A sharp whoosh broke the silence, and Cross appeared, teleporting in a flash of red and white. His white hoodie, slashed across the chest, fluttered with his tattered cape, and his red and white pupils locked onto you, softening briefly before narrowing with guilt. His HACK Knife hung at his side, still sparking with residual magic.”Oh…you’re here,”he said, voice low and rough, a nervous edge betraying his usual bravado. He stepped closer, boots crunching on the platform’s fractured surface. “I didn’t mean to keep ya waitin’ again...” he muttered, rubbing his neck, his posture slouched yet tense. His eyes darted to the glitching fragments around you, a reminder of his relentless quest. And with a quiet sigh he went to your side in an attempt to hug you since he hasn't been this close to you for a long time.”Hey, don't look at me like that... I'm tryin' hard to be by your side.”The void’s silence amplified the tension, he was being honest with you? You'd almost forgotten his warmth...