[DISCONTINUED] Intertwined (G Sans x Female Reader)

Chapter 45: Encounter

- Y/N's POV -

I woke up to the sound of birds chirping and loud neighbors chattering. I rub my eyes to adjust my vision, looking out at the wall beside the door. I turn back over the other way to see G sleeping as well. I grab my phone off my drawer and check the time. 10:25 a.m., good enough. I put my phone back getting ready to hop out of bed, only to have a pair of strong arms snake around my waist. I felt his presence behind me. He was sitting up, hugging me from behind, his chin now resting on my shoulder.

"Morning G," I sigh happily.

"Mornin doll," he replies, his voice scratchy yet smooth and deep. I softly giggle.

"You gonna let go of me? I need to do a few things," I gesture.

"Like what?" he asks.

"Getting ready, cooking breakfast, lots of other stuff," I list on my fingers. 

"Not yet," he sighs. "Just a little longer." I give out a brief sigh of annoyance. "Please?"

"Fine, but only for twenty more minutes," I huff, rolling my eyes.

"Mmm I'd say 'bout an hour." I shoot G a conspicuous look. 

"You're really pushing it, you know that?" 

"Yeah, but you have no choice because I won't let go," he states in a childish manner, sticking his tongue out. He was right. 

"Fine." I give in, retreating back into bed. "You can let go of me now."

"Can't, you're too comfy,~" he croons. 

"You mean squishy," I correct him, raising a brow.

"Same thing." 

"Whatever," I pout. There was silence. "Can I at least freshen up?"

"What's the magic word,~" G purrs.

"Please?" I ask, desperate. He lets go of my waist, allowing me to slip out of bed. "Thank you." I walk into to the bathroom.

"Don't keep me waiting babydoll,~" he voices. 

"R-right." I close the bathroom door behind me and lock it, just in case he gets any ideas. I take a shower, brush my teeth, wash my face, and put my hair in a single braid(or not). I proceed with clothing myself. Undergarments of course and an oversized shirt that goes down to my knees with some fuzzy socks. I fold my pajamas, open the door and put them in the dresser. 

"Took you long enough," I heard G say from behind me. I close the dresser slot and turn around. 

"Well, being clean is an essential matter to me," I communicate, putting my hands of my hips. I walk up not too far from my side of the bed.

"Am I not an essential matter to ya' doll?" 

"Yes, you are," I agree. "But," I point at him, "you're the one who let me go. So, it's not my fault."

"That doesn't make sense," he replies, blinking twice at me. 

"You don't make sense," I bleat, closing my eyes and crossing my arms childishly. 

"Can I atleast get a mornin' kiss?" He gets out of the sheets and sits at the edge of the bed close to me. I open my eyes and uncross my arms, staying silent. G outstretches his arm towards me and tugs my wrist downwards, making my body jerk forward into his lap. My legs on the sides of his torso. His hand was holding the small of my back to keep me from falling backwards. He wraps a finger around my chin, lifting my head up to his gaze.

"H-hey!?! What was that for?!" I ask, heat in my cheeks flaming up a bright pink.

"Cause I want my mornin' kiss," G indicates in a low tone, his face moving closer to mine. "And I don't wanna wait."