Roomies (Ink Sans X Reader)

Chapter 3

   You felt glued to the hot ground, eyes wide as you stared up at this skeleton that just saved you from an ass-whooping. He turned to fully face you, quickly throwing the broken tree branch behind himself as the pricks of colorful light in his sockets studied you. He still had that conflicted smile, as if he had no idea what the world had in store now.

   And neither did you. This was a fucking living skeleton standing in front of you, with clothes, and a bony face that could actually move and shape into different expressions. This wasn't normal, this couldn't even be possible. You had no idea whatsoever where this guy came from, what exactly he was, and how he could even talk, but instead of getting up and racing away as fast as your legs could take you, you just sat there in shock. Surely this thing wouldn't hurt you right? There wouldn't be any point in protecting you if he wanted you hurt.

   The skeleton let out a nervous chuckle. "Good thing I caught up in time, huh? Here, let me help you up," He murmured, holding a skeletal hand out to you. You blinked, staring at the hand with an aweful curiosity. You could make out the singular joints and smooth, graceful fingers. The palm of the hand was covered in a brown, fingerless glove, and once again you found yourself wondering how the guy wasn't burning up in his choice of clothing. 

   After another moment, you slowly reached your own uninjured hand up, resting it gently in the skeleton's palm.

   He grinned, slowly lifting you up as you pushed yourself off of the ground, balancing yourself once again on your own two feet. The breeze picked up once again, casting some cool air onto your hot forehead. You relished it for barely a second, painfully aware of your scraped shoulders as you stared at the skeleton. He was just about your height, if not barely an inch taller, the paint in his vials sloshing around thickly as he rolled back on his heels. 

   "Your okay right? They couldn't hurt you too badly before I got here?" He asked, his eyelights flickering down to your cheap shoes before quickly scanning you back up to your face. You had your injured wrist as you normally would despite the slight pain. There was no need for a skeleton to know your hurt- who knows what he'd do if he knew he had an advantage.

   Instead, you settled with a simple nod, still studying the living skeleton from the soles of his shoes to the top of his skull. This was ridiculous, this had to be some kind of prank-

   "Are you sure?" He frowned, giving a concerned look as he stepped to the side, peering at your bare shoulders. Something told you that the concern wasn't completely wholesome, and you felt warning bells ring loudly in your mind.

   "Yeah, completely-" You began to assure him before he suddenly reached a skeletal hand out, running his smooth, cool fingers against the stinging scrapes. You jumped at this, wincing as you quickly jerked back. "H-hey, don't touch me," You muttered, looking the skeleton up and down. "I don't know who or what you are, but..." You paused, remembering how you kicked that rock into the side of his head yesterday, in the abandoned parking lot that wasn't too far off from here. "But you helped me... and I'm grateful for that." You added. Your mind couldn't help but imagine what would've happened if this weird skeleton thing hadn't come along... it wouldn't be enjoyable.

   The skeleton blinked at you, and you silently gasped as his eyelights changed shape and color. You quickly became mesmerized as he gave a smile, nodding. "Of course, no problem! I couldn't let that happen to you," He murmured, stuffing his hands into the pockets of the teal coat around his waist. "But we should be getting you home by now! Your pretty beaten up- we'll need to disinfect some of those scrapes," He hummed thoughtfully as his gaze flickered back to your shoulders. 

   You blinked, a frown tugging at your lips. "We?" You asked incredulously.

   The skeleton grinned, giving you a single nod. "Yup! I can't have you heading home all alone now, especially in your condition." He pointed out, crossing his arms.