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#take my writing skills away from me im filling tumblr with sans x reader
seepylilthing · 1 year
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Your eyes flutter open, you register the skeletal figure resting in your arms . Sighing softly, Sans was still fast asleep in your embrace .
But that's how it always was, you were always the first to wake up . And you didn't mind it one bit, especially on days when you didn't work . The feeling of your bodies intertwined like puzzle pieces that fit perfectly together was something that you cherished .
You reach a hand up to stroke the back of his skull, smiling as you heard a contented hum escape him . Ah, he was so cute when he was asleep .
You didn't wanna leave your bed, at least not until he woke up . So you would stay here for a while, snuggling the sleeping skeleton, leaving an occasional kiss on his forehead .
Eventually his closed eye sockets would open slowly, tired eyes looking up at you as you held him close .
"hi . . . " he'd say sleepily .
"Hey there, sleepy bones . . ." You'd speak softly, pressing another kiss upon his forehead . "Good morning, my dear ."
"mornin . . ." He says, but he closes his eyes and nestles himself further into the embrace .
You chuckle, squeezing him gently .
"Hey I thought we were waking up !" You squish your cheek to the top of his head, despite your statement you wouldn't mind staying here a little longer .
"nah ." He puts simply . "comfy here ."
You roll onto your back, now holding him atop you like a loafing cat .
"Yeah, I'm comfy here too . . ." You sigh .
"heh . . ." He lifts his head slightly to place a little kiss on your cheek . "you don't work today right . . . ? we could stay here all day . . ."
"As incredible as that would be, we'll have to eat eventually ." You keep one arm around him as you other rests at your side, and you stare at the ceiling .
"hm . you have a point ." He nuzzles your neck . "you should stop being so cozy then ."
"Hehe, I dunno if that's possible, Sans ." You continue to stroke the back of his skull .
He hums softly, closing his eyes again .
"i love you ." He's melting at your touch .
"I love you too . . ." You chuckle . "Now let's get up, yeah ?"
"hmmmm . . . carry me . . . ?" He opens his eyes, looking at you with that stupid grin .
"You're too much, do you know that ?" You sit up, placing both your hands to cup his cheeks .
He raises his hands to hold onto your arms .
"it's not my fault you're so warm . . ." He retorts .
"Yeah it is," You press your forehead to his . "Because you warm my heart ."
"wow, that's so corny, [Y/N] ." He has that smug look on his face .
". . . I'm gonna kill you ." You say .
"i think you should kiss me instead, it'd be a lot more polite ." He says so nonchalantly .
You can't help but laugh at this, letting out a small "Fine, fine !" as you lean in to kiss him .
There was hardly ever a sad moment when you were around him, and even when there was, you would always comfort each other through it . And in moments like these, you felt as if you were truly, always made for one another .
Pulling your lips away, gently caressing his now soft blue cheekbones with your thumbs, you smile so warmly to your dear husband .
"You're the best . . ." You whisper .
"yes you are ." He replies .
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