( warning substance abuse)
My friend and I entered the building and what was surprising was how many people were here. There was pedestals lining the wall with people dancing on them. The floor glowed various colors and I could see monsters and humans dancing together with a band playing a DJ going in at least three bars.
I never have been much for social situations let alone this... I have to say though it was breathtaking. Even though the area was beautiful I could feel myself gagging on alcohol fumes and whatever else unhealthy thing was being pumped in the air. I couldn't stand it yet my friend lived this life.
Jenny was my friend since forever I don't remember a moment of me being without her. Yet she's always been the same. Although the tattoos piercings and shaved head was the hugest difference of when she was a child including the fire like colors of her hair.
She was gorgeous that was for certain even though she covered it with so many different things no matter what she would still be as gorgeous as ever and I wouldn't have it any other way considering her heart was so kind to me. However I was a boring human being to say the least compared to her at least.
To me I never really stood out in a crowd even if there was a bunch of monsters all of them are so unique in their own ways so beautiful and yet I never did. I was basically a plain Jane compared to most people in my opinion it's a scary thought but it's the truth.
But I didn't mind the idea of me being plain. In fact in my own way nowadays I'm My Own form of unique. I was truly okay with that and I was happy with how I was.
All sudden hands wrapped around my waist. Leading me to the dance floor. Colors and lights for blurring my vision and I felt that I couldn't breathe with an intoxicating smell of alcohol mixed with cologne. It smelled of masculinity and bad decisions at the same time as something deeper like sorrow or pain like a smile that hides. who you really are when people laugh but they're actually burning on the inside and they have no one to talk to and that's what it felt like to be around him.
I do hate to admit it but I liked it. As bony hands Lead Me into a dance but I felt as if I had two left feet. I was so nervous I thought I was going to scream. I wished Jenny would save me but she apparently is giving me a thumbs up from the sidelines they finally gather the courage to look upon my second dancers face.
It was the man from the corner that I only saw a glimpse of the one I was curious about. now up close that deafening aura that I felt the first time I saw him was suffocating me but at the same time holding me and a gentle embrace. I was getting lost in his Crimson eyes and sharpened smile.
All in all he was intoxicating from his glowing eyes to the scent of his stained coat. I don't know how I was falling for him he seemed so messy and disorderly. Yet I was the opposite I left my life having meaning and cleanliness to it. Yet everything about him screamed that he wanted pain in every aspect of his life. He was willing to suffer.
His Aura was so disgusting yet I couldn't be pulled away from it. He was like that delicious shot of alcohol that I couldn't put down even though I knew it was poisoned.
We danced for seemingly hours as our body is moved the lights in the music blared with it always changing so fast and staying on the same fast pace. I was a sweaty mess yet so how was he. However he was even worse because his sweat glowed In the neon lights that Blared to round us. I never did care.
"Hey babe..your amazing dancer~"
Where the first words he had ever spoken to me and it lit my heart on fire. " the same can be said to you.... anyway what's your name?" I had to scream over the music but he got the point "sans the skeleton how about you doll face?" His Brooklyn accent was very well noted and it just gave his all about appearance more character."(Y/n) (l/n) the the plainest doll you will ever meet" he seemed to let my name roll off of his tongue after I told him and then he looked a bit startled. " plain? Do you call dancing with a skeleton plain? Where do you call going to toxic parties involving monsters plain"
even though the music did blare I drove my heart insane hearing his words. He was yelling at me for calling myself plain as if he was defending Me From Myself " why do you care?..... you don't even know me.." my words fell into a bottomless pit into my stomach as if I was trying to drive him away all of a sudden he grabbed my chin and his teeth connected with my lips calling it a *kiss*. " let's just say you've piqued my interest and this is just the way that I show that I care"
he gave me a slip of paper and then disappeared into the crowd some monsters and people even though he was rather tall he disappeared rather quickly. This left me feeling empty and missing the strange warmth that emanated from his bare bones.
I looked at the paper and then flinched whenever hand touched my shoulder. It was Jenny and she looked rather please. " so she's finally out of her shell and she got some hotties number not even if the same species what a bad girl~" I didn't even notice that she had snatched the paper out of my hand and was reading it aloud causing my face to flush.
"Give it back I want to go home I had enough parties for one night" I sounded like a pathetic child whining and she pouted but complied after a while of begging.
And once the taxi finally got us it was nearly a blur of what all she said and it was mostly about how she was watching me and that monster dance and how she nearly punched some guy in the face. my mind was adrift as I kept reading over and over again same scrap of paper in my hands.
Even though it was an arrangement of numbers messily written onto a sheet of paper.
It made my heart pound.
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Author's noteDear reader,
Hello everyone my apologies of this chapter took so long I was struggling with the proper party terms that would be used throughout the section considering I myself have never been to one of these type of parties so yeah lots of intense research but I hope this turned out okay and I hope I got underfell Sans correct because giving off the bad boy Vibe was also pretty difficult I hope you enjoy the rest of the story
Yours Truly
- cyber Lily
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