Nightmare sans x reader

Me and my Husband

I'm in love with the song so you now have to deal with it.

A fic about Night thinking about his S/o

-A few warnings -

Not my song

Or my character just some head cannons

Dissociation: this is based off of how i Dissociate and it feels to me

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Me and my Husband

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↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺ ∞ ↺

↠ⁿᵉˣᵗ ˢᵒⁿᵍ ↺ ʳᵉᵖᵉᵃᵗ ⊜ ᵖᵃᵘˢᵉ

volυмe : ▁▂▃▄▅▆▇▉

I steal a few breaths

From the world for a minute

And then I'll be nothing forever

And all of my memories

And all of the things I have seen

Will be gone

With my eyes with my body with me

His mind full of nothing as he stared in front of him, barely taking account that there were people around him, he felt as if he was floating in space where nothing existed but at the same time nothing ever existed. It was as if he could almost reach out of his body to look around.

The loud music that blasted around him was only a small vibration and a faint sound.

The flashing lights were only a blur as his head slowly turned.

What was he doing here?

Oh...Right, dream brought me here.

I wonder why

He shrugged his shoulders as he turned back forwards.

He slightly turned his head down as he felt a small dumbed down pull on his hand.

"Hey. Are you okay? What are you doing here?" His head slowly turned to see you holding his hand. He could barely hear you as you tried to talk, your voice distant.

Oh Y/n's here, that's fun.

He only stared as you tried to talk to him, his eyes glazed over as he watched you.

His feet heavy as you pulled him threw the large crowd.

Oh. Were leaving, that's okay

The music and lights were now distant though as you brought him outside into the cold night's air.

The air around him was a disnist cold feeling on his skin.

"Night!" They snapped their fingers next to his ear watching as he turned his head to look at them, "Night Night, can you hear me?" their face was full of worry as he watched them. His head nodded for a moment before zoning out, seemingly counting all the freckles he could find on their face.

He lost count as he faintly heard the sound of a crinkly wrapper and the feeling of pushing against his mouth, "Open your mouth" he looked up to their saddened eyes and down at their hand, it was holding a small round green candy. He opened his mouth slightly, the feeling of his jaw as cold, heavy and hard to lift, with the small distant feeling of their cold hand holding his jaw.

The candy was sour and tart as it hit his tongue.

"Okay night, describe the taste" their voice slowly reaching him as he looked down trying to taste the small ball. It was a hard and tart taste that made his tongue curl back.