Forget Me Not (Dt Sans X Reader)

Chapter 13

Sans p.o.v:

Recognizing the howling wind around him, he slowly opened his sockets to the blinding snow. Huh, wasn't judgement hall this time. But why was he in Snowdin? It's been a while since he could dream if anything else besides your death and a Reset..

*He tries to remember the last time his dreams haven't consisted of nightmares..

He looked around, quite confused. He was just entering Snowdin from Waterfall as he could see, but why did he feel so heavy..Were his sins wearing him down..
He looked down to see a human in his arms.
Funny, they looked a lot like you..
They didn't seem to be awake..
And his sweater was dusty..
Probably just the snow..
He trudged all the way through that raging storm to a house..
A house covered in christmas lights that shine brightly among the storm.
His house.
Why was everything so empty..?
Was everyone dead..?
Oh wait, everyone was on the surface, that's right..
But..
Why did he feel so empty?
He laid the human down on the couch and stared down at them.
Were they alive?
He couldn't tell..
He wasn't good with this type of stuff.
So he waited.
And waited..
He wasn't going to leave their side.
Just incase they woke up..
As he sat there, he could feel a sadness ebbing into his soul.
It wasn't his..was it..?
He wasn't going to believe what they said up there..
He'll wait..
He'll wait till they woke up..
They weren't "fallen down" Just..asleep.
Just asleep..right..?

They were so worn..They deserved the sleep. And he'd wait till they woke up from their nap..
He wanted to believe that..
So he took their body and fled back underground. They were soul bound after all..
He wasn't going to leave them in the care of others. He'd take good care of them..
He felt a pang of sadness in his chest again..
Maybe this was their sadness?
He took a glance at the still body on the couch..
He shouldn't keep them down here. Anyone would be able to find him.
They'd take them away...and he'd go mad..
No one would dare go into his room though.
And that's where he went.
Carrying them up the stairs, the once bright and cheerful melody he could hear from their soul was slowed down, more brought out and heavy.
The piano was simply beautiful in his opinion.
But their soul frequency..it was slowing..
He didn't want them to die..
He'd probably turn to dust as well. Or fall down..
He laid them gently on the bed, brushing the hair from their face with a strained smile.
There it was again.
The heartache he felt..
He just wanted to make sure they were okay..that both of their souls were doing fine..
So, with shaking hands, he willed himself to bring out their soul.
The once bright colorful soul was a opposite of what it once was..
It pulsed weakly as the piano soon got softer..
The thin blue lines attached to their soul seemed to panic in response and try to give them more magic to hang on just a little longer.
No..
Please..
Don't go..
He checked his own soul...
The lines of their magic seemed to be fading into a dark gray, it made him almost sob.
Why'd they fall down!?
What was happening..?
He couldn't let go..
Not now..
Not never..
Not  when you were the only light in the darkness for him..

"Sans.."

Their voice was so light, he could feel the warmth of their words wrap around him. In a hug of sorts..

"See you soon.."

The orange lines that consisted of the "justice" you had soon faded away completely, your soul began cracking, he struggled to keep his magic around it tightly..
"Please.." He watched as the soul soon shattered in his hands, the orange shards scattering in the air and leaving residue behind.
"Come back soon.."
He heard a small giggle echo around him as he hugged the lifeless body.