You and Frisk are in the cafeteria waiting to get your breakfast. You get a bagel while Frisk just settles with a muffin. You and Frisk sit at one of the empty lunch tables and start talking about any random thing that came to mind. You liked that your best friend was someone that saved the entire underground, and that meant that monsters were apart of the world too. You were one of those people that liked that monsters and humans came together, unlike the others that wished they would've never been freed or even existed. You became friends with many monsters ever since the barrier broke, and you reunited with your friend frisk. You even managed to start crushing on that skeleton guy that always wears the same blue hoodie and black basketball shorts.
"Why do you even like him (Y/N)? He hates humans, I mean he barely began to start trusting me." Frisk asks this as she noticed that you were daydreaming, thinking about the skeleton again.
" I don't know Frisk, I've tried to get over crushing him, but then I look at him again and I end up wanting him more." You say this wanting frisk to understand that its like you have no choice but to like Sans.
"Look as much as I ship you guys, I just don't want you to have a bad time with Sans." Frisk says this with a smile that seems forced, but then falters as she continues. "He might be jokes and laziness to the eye, but he is also something else that shouldn't be taken lightly especially with humans."
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You walk to your first period class with Frisk. As you pass through the door you and Frisk both say hello to the teacher which was there goat mom Toriel. She turns and waves at you and Frisk with a genuine smile and turns back to the papers on her desk.You and Frisk sit together at least two rows away from the skeleton. You turn to Frisk and give them a displeased look. They understood as to why you gave them that look knowing that you wanted to sit closer to Sans. They simply just shrug and wink at you with a smile on there face.
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Sans X Reader Oneshots
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