Torn

𝘛𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺 𝘕𝘪𝘯𝘦

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❝𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙟𝙪𝙙𝙜𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙚𝙭𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚, 𝙪𝙣𝙨𝙪𝙗𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙖𝙡!❞

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          You looked Fell up and down once before furrowing your brows and sitting up off the floor, leaning backwards and creating distance between the two of you. It was silent for a moment before fell crouched down in front of you, a small and gentle smile on his face. "I'm so glad you're okay, Y/n." He spoke out, catching you off guard with how soft his voice sounded in contrast to when you last saw him. Maybe resurrection changed his voice?

You blinked once, hell even twice, before you nodded your head and inclined a little closer to the skeleton, watching as he perked up at the action. "Yeah, I could be better, though. You don't understand what it's like having crazy skeletons on your ass 25/8." You huffed, now pushing yourself into a stand while you dusted off the baggy shirt you were stuck in. "Do you guys have a bathroom or..?" You muttered, looking around and trying to find a door that could lead to such facilities.

Fell just chuckled and stood up as well, the top of his skull barely meeting the end of your chin. "Nah, but if you're lookin' for a room to change in, you can use mine. Just be swift 'bout it, boss'll be home in a sec." You blinked at the odd wording he used before humming and pursing your lips into a thin line. Your eyes never left the skeleton as you swiped your hand across his in a quick manner, picking up your clothes and weapon you had brought along with you.

In a quick and put together manner, you walked up the stairs and entered Fell's room, the skeleton never letting his eyes leave your body as you moved. Only when you shut the bedroom door did you finally let out a breath of relief, Fell's eyes finally removing themselves from you. Shaking your head at his odd behavior, you flicked on his bedroom light and grimaced at the condition it was in. You'd argue it was worse than Classic's.

Now finally in, some, privacy, you slowly undressed yourself and redressed into clothes you were more familiar with. Unsure of what to do with the pajamas in your hand, you tossed them into Fell's dirty laundry pile, watching as they disappeared the second they touched it. You paused at this before slowly turning towards the door, deciding to ignore it for the time being.

Unlocked Fell's door, you jumped and let out a loud swear when you saw said man standing outside the door, a lazed grin on his face. "You were takin' too long. Though I'd have to drag you out m'self." He chuckled lowly as he stepped out of the way, granting you leeway to escape the room you were in. Taking a few steps forward and away from Fell, you walked down the stairs with him trailing behind you, his nerves slowly peaking one by one.

Though you noticed this, you continued to ignore it as you started to search around the house, confusing the male accompanying you. "Where did your Papyrus take my pink vial?" You asked fell, turning objects over to try and find it, Fell only growing more and more curious. "I can't leave until I find it." You randomly blurted out with a frustrated groan, missing how Fell's eyes lit up at the words you had spoken.

You can't leave with out it, can't you? Now that Fell is starting to think about it a little more, that vial his brother had in his hand looked an awful lot like Ink's. Just the mere thought made him scoff, sure he restored his AU, but taking your attention? That was something that didn't slide well with Fell, so he decided to just play dumb and roll his shoulders. Anything to keep you here and in one spot.

Meanwhile, you were slightly panicking on the inside, not sure why you were feeling that way since you've taught yourself not to. Ever since you left Nightmare's castle so many of his minions had been on your dick with no chance of stopping. You knew that if you stayed in place for too long, one of them would find you and take you to Nightmare. Only a fate worse than death remained after that.