My Villain [Dust Sans x Reader]

Chapter 35. ~I'm an Oreo Now.~

Y/N POV

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"Get up, sleepyhead." Cross grumbled and whacked me in the face with a pillow.

"Noo." I muttered and rolled over. "I'm too tired."

"Oh yeah? You slept all night." He frowned.

"No I didn't." I whined.

"What? Did you do something dirty with Dust or something?" He snorted.

"No, I just couldn't sleep." I rolled back onto my back and sighed. I let out a yawn.

"Oh." His expression softened. "Any particular reason?"

I shrugged. "I just couldn't sleep."

"Maybe some breakfast will help wake you up?"

I sighed again. "Might as well."

"C'mon."

I followed him out the door and down the hall with another yawn.

"I just realized." Killer said as I sat down at the table. "You took my clothes, Y/N."

I blinked. "W-"

"You took my clothes before you showered."

"Oh. Yeah. I did."

He shook his head and started eating.

"Ok, where the hell is Nightmare?" Error frowned. "He was gone all day yesterday, and he still hasn't come back."

"He's allowed to do what he wants to do." Cross pointed out.

"Dream's also not here." Ink murmured. "And hasn't come back since he left yesterday. Do you think they're ok?"

"I'm sure they're-" I broke off as Nightmare and Dream appeared. Nightmare looked just about ready to collapse and was leaning against Dream for support. They both had scratches, but Nightmare seemed to have more.

"WHAT HAPPENED?" Blue and Ink rushed over immediately.

Nightmare let out a groan. "I'm- Ngh... Fine."

"No you're not." Dream frowned. "Let me heal you."

Nightmare rolled his eyes. "I don't need-" He broke off with a shudder of pain.

"Please." Dream looked at him.

He sighed. "Fine."

Dream placed his hands over Nightmare's ribcage and closed his eyes. A faint yellow glow surrounded them, and the majority of Nightmare's wounds faded away. Dream pulled back. "I- I'm not strong enough to heal you completely."

"It's fine. At least I can walk." Nightmare grumbled.

"Ok, what the fuck happened?" Killer looked at his boss, eyes sparkling with confusion.

"That crazy skeleton is what happened." Dream answered. "Nightmare and I were just talking, and then this guy came out of nowhere and attacked me! He didn't look like any Sans I knew... Night- He took most of the attacks for me."

"I told you to go get help." Nightmare snapped. "But you decided to hang around and risk your life when I clearly had it under control."

"If I had left, I could've come back and found you even more wounded than you were now." Dream wiped some blood off his forehead.

Nightmare looked away. "If you had gotten help, we could've both gotten out of there barely wounded."

Dream sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, sitting down at the table beside Nightmare.