Forget Me Not (Dt Sans X Reader)

Chapter 8

"You know the best part of the underground?" You asked with a small smile.
"Hm..?"
"You." A small kiss was pressed to the side of his skull, you seen a small blush flush his cheek bones as the smile he wore grew bigger as he shyed away, looking quite bashfully.
"Heh, you tickle me blue love.." He chuckled softly as he wrapped around your shoulder.
"Promise to never go?" He asked giving you a small glance. You gave him the brightest smile you could muster before nearly tackling him in a hug.
"Of course..I promise.." You closed your eyes, enjoying the cool texture of his jacket and whispers of the echo flowers all around you two.
You opened your eyes to smile up at him but the only thing that stared down at you was the maniac smile of Sans. Not the Sans you were talking to before..
It wasn't the past.
It was the present.
"You broke your promise, love.." The grin soon pulled into a frown as the gentle grip he had been holding you in soon tightened.
"You know what that means?"
You shook your head as you felt your heart begin the pound against your chest.
This wasn't the past..
This was the present..
The dark present you were living in..
He chuckled darkly before his scarlet and azure eye sparked to life. The flames a beautiful lavender. He snapped his fingers once and bones pierced through your arms, another through your chest, your soul began cracking at the sharp bone pierced through it.
And lastly.
A bone went right through your skull, and your soul shattered.

Then, you woke up with a gasp.
"You broke your promise.."
Those words echoed loudly in your head as you laid there. Wiping the sweat off your forehead you gave a small sigh.
Wait, did you actually kiss him in your dream!?
Your eye twitch as you laid there, you had honestly  expected to be chained to a bed or even hanging by your wrists, but you were in a bed, without anything trapping you, surprising enough.
Sitting up carefully, you felt a sharp sensation stab at you, it made you hiss in pain. Geez, were you hurt again? Like your throbbing head and ankle weren't enough trouble to deal with. You pulled the cover lying on your body to take a glance at the offending wound.
No..
Was that a hand around your waist..?
So, you were in a bed-Well his bed and he was too in the same bed.

CHARA!!!
A small round of laughter could be heard from the child before they actually answer.
"Hmm???"
"How long have I been out??" You hissed out, trying your best to be as quiet as possible so you wouldn't alert the sleeping skeleton.
"About a few hours, it's almost midnight. He dragged you back here." You heard a small snicker erupt from them, it made your eye twitch as you tried shimmying your way outta the grip he had on you.
"Did he now?"
"Yup~"
"Just great.."
And with that, they went silent as you managed to slip out his grip and get off the bed successfully.
You took a deep breath of relief as you felt around for your bag. Greaaaat. It wasn't with you. Well if course it wasn't with you! What type of "kidnapper " wouldn't take your supplies and weapons?
"A dumb one." Chara had chimed in making you want to slap yourself.
Well duh! Wait..
Where would a kidnapper put your stuff in the first place?
You wished that your phone wasn't smashed to oblivion at the moment, oh how useful a damn flashlight would be. But you were stuck in this pitch black room, with a sleeping skeleton, and a whooshing sound somewhere in a corner. Was a window open or something..?
You sat up from your sitting position on the floor so you'd be able to crawl. You needed to be as close as the floor as you could be. Just in case you'd come across you missing bag. There was no way you were going to stay here with him. Not when he killed everyone in the Underground. Not while he had the most determination.
You had to take him out somehow, and some way.
You needed to Reset. And soon. Who knows how long you'd survive down here.
As you were crawling around the room, you had collided with your small knapsack and internally cheered. You scrabbled to get it in your hands, only for something to pull it back.
Two pin pricks stared down at you as you struggled to pull it out the hand of the skeleton.