A Skele-ton Of Mishaps || sans x reader

3. THE Skeleton Photo

or in which

You try to avoid any signs of a skeleton, but get distracted by food and bad photos in the process.

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Maybe you were going a little crazy, because you swore you just saw a familiar skeleton walking around when you first got to your university. It was almost as if you had started seeing him everywhere. It had only been the day after your embarrassing incident, but no matter where you went, you couldn't help but cringe every time you looked at your hand, or at a prop skeleton.

It didn't help that almost everyone was beginning to decorate for Halloween.

Being the courteous neighbor you are, perhaps you should have informed them of the bone monsters walking around. Wouldn't want another awkward moment.

You gripped the strap of your bag tight against your body as you carefully began to make your way to the building of your class. You made sure to keep a clear eye for any blue hoodies or potential short bald men that could look like the skeleton.

You knew there was no possible way he attended the same college as you, but your own eyes couldn't have deceived you.

Either he was here, or you were just avoiding more props.

God, you were hoping you were only paranoid.

...

Throughout the day, it wasn't hard to say that you were completely on edge.

But, it had gotten worse when you arrived at biology for the day.

It had all been fine as you sat down at the marble table. You pulled out your gloves and slipped them on, casting a glance towards the front of the room. But something was different. Your mouth had opened to gape at the sight. You had expected to see your professor, not the skeleton model being front and center.

Oh god.

You were going over the body's central framework today, including labeling every part.

What a fucking coincidence.

You were probably overreacting, after all, the human skeleton and the funny magical bone monster were very different. In many ways, not just the fact that his bones stay together on its own. Though, it didn't help the overwhelming wave of shame come over you as you thought of him again.

It was strange, what had happened wasn't the most embarrassing thing you've done, but you couldn't stop thinking about it. 

From just those two encounters, he became the only thing on your mind.

You groaned in a sob-like way, slithering down onto the table. Next to you, you heard your lab partner, Alex, snicker as they sat in the chair right beside you.

"What's wrong, _____? You didn't study, or you just not into seeing boners." You glared over to see a lot of amusement dancing around in their eyes. You may have found it funny a few days ago, but now it's more complicated.

For the last couple of months, they've been tormenting you non stop, saying it was real funny to see your reactions. Something about how you were just so fun to tease. Though, you had to admit, they did make Biology much more interesting to be in.