How terrible is it
To love something that
death Can touch
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This place wanted her dead for sure
But it wasn't any different up there.
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Frisk woken up from the wind hurling through her skin..... She looks out to the window.... Nothing but white snows..... and the fire place is replaced by a hunk of snows.....seems like the blizzard found it's way Inside through the chimney.... She could feel the breeze making her skin slowly turns to ice, scooting herself deeper inside the blanket but yet......it's still freezing her to death and the darkness really gave her that tingling sensation...... the feelings of a little girl scared of the monsters in the dark.. She gulps.....walking near the firebox with the blanket hugging her grabbing the Metal rod as she moves the snows little by little. "all this big chandelier and they got no money to pay some electricity?....wow...just wow.....didn't even open a single fucking lights around here" frisk cusses under her breath.....her lips quivered frantically from the cold and anxieties She grab the matches and lit it, throwing it on the wet coal only for the little sparks of flames turns dull and vanishes. *right...its wet...how stupid* frisk let out the heaviest most spiteful sighs she could really die...If she keep this up
*frisk stop being so dramatic....just...sleep it off* She walks back to the couch trying to close her eyes and just lose her consciousness that will drove her back to sleep, but she can't She felt numb....like her whole body just stop functioning, her fingertips is cold and so is her whole body.....how does Monsters even survive such inclement. She cant hold it anymore, walking up the stairs she goes with the blanket wrapped around her trying to keep herself warm The marble tile is cold making it uncomfortable to step on...she arrived at the second floor... There's so many hallways to walk in...too many. It just basically walls hanged with arts and mosaics Everything is so frustrating There's the white door leading to the bathroom and she walk pass it about 6 times...yes...she counts.
It's been 40 minutes and she can't find any of the skeletons monsters rooms or faces Frisk felt so tired...stressed to the core She's sweating cold sweats Her legs is cramped from walking and running too much, she's hungry...thirsty. She kept on walking and walking.....didn't know where she's heading till she falls to the grown leaning to a wall, she felt hot tears coming out of her eyes from the overwhelming emotions.
She let out tears not because of sorrow But anger and desperation. Her eyes are all watery and blurry...all she wants is just some blankets cause the weather is just horrible and is probably turning her into an ice block.
frisk sobs....crying.. Didn't even realize someone is walking towards her "What the fuck are you doing in the middle of the night?" She looks up to find sans holding a bottle of whiskey And a coffee mug looking down at her like she's the most despicable thing he ever laid his eyes on and she can't even blame him.... Frisk felt bitter and cranky......high from sleepless night and drained from moving too much.
she could feel her anger soaring up as she narrowed her eyes sneering at sans "Iam cold and hungry and tired.....im searching for you like....i don't know! An hour?....and who even drink a bottle of whiskies with a mug?!" Frisk scoffs making sans caught off guard he sat down staring at her trembling body, frisk just stare at him emotionlessly too tired to even care. Sans felt irritated from her sudden response...she looks so powerless and tiny He just stare at her with mixed feelings, She could just probably searching for a way out..... he should've thought about that, but somehow believed what came out of her mouth.
he touches her cheeks which make her flinched cause his bony fingertips is frigid He can tell that she's drunk from exhaustion and lack of sleep, Her body temperature is low sans never really see human crying up this close....never really saw one crying...if he saw one he would just end their life right then and there... She just cries...sobbing letting out all of her emotions. Her skin felt soft and wet from the tears, It's cold and she could get a frost bites if she didn't get any sorts of treatment... Sleeping down there is totally not something he would do, it's the time of the month where snow storms would emerge...some monsters couldn't even handle it....let alone a human. Sans ran his fingers through her hairs...it was an ashy brown with a hint of grey...it felt rough... He was so distracted from curiosity Of the human body that he forgot she was probably freezing.. Frisk leaned towards sans making him stunned... This human just couldn't seems to understand what personal space is....and he is someone that despised someone who invaded his personal space.
he was about to shove her but she just scoot herself even closer to him slowly raising her arms wrapping it around his body trying to find warmth.. And his knitted sweaters is really helping her finding it......and sans could feel her skin getting warmer.....she was getting comfortable.... and so did he. Her breathing is now slow and gentle.. Unlike her usual hard and heavy breathing that always seems so cautious and concerned.... Now she looks so blissful.... Sans could felt her warmth spreading towards him.....he never felt this particular sensation in his whole life before... Its...fascinating...and pleasant.
He ran his hand towards her back, pulling her closer to him. He shouldn't did what he did..... but curiosity was eating him alive. "Warm" she whispers under her breath placing her head on his shoulder... He didn't like any sorts of contact that involved with touches.......but he can't seem to stop caressing her, Her warm and scented body is soothing.... And all his life he only knows that liquor is the only thing that could soothe him..... He let go off his hand and gently picking her up bridal style.... She can't remember what he just did.....he still hate her guts tho...still hate her race for what they've did And that won't make her any different... And the only thing he needs to be focused on is waiting for the sun showering them with its shines vibrant blue sky.....and stars twinkling so bright.. this time...with real stars. just like what he always read from their books.... Just like how he always dreamed.
He walk towards his room as he placed her gently on his bed Grabbing another blanket and placed it on top of her frail body.....he teleported himself towards the fire place and lit the burnt woods with fire... The room is getting warm...and the classic crackling of the flames could be heard... Papyrus should be the one who took care of the human and not him... *should've just placed her on paps room...now how am i going to sleep?* he thought to himself He stares at the clock revealing its time to have breakfast...its 8 in the morning.. He left the room going down the stairs and sleep on the couch....... he just simply switched places with the human... He never done this before..... he suddenly regretted his decision... he was supposed to torment and killed the girl.... and yet...he just sort off saved her from death.....sans groaned.....its supposed to be a day off from now on since Undyne is somewhere training some monsters to join the clan...and papyrus always seems to visit their practice for whatever reason there is...... leaving sans to babysit the human which totally not enjoyable.
A/N Hope you guys liked this chapter \OwO/ And next chapter probably going to update next friday or sooner....or longer And I'll make sure to make y'all blushed -//////- And sorry if there's any wrong spellings and grammatical errors cause I didn't checked this twice To lazy to. Anyway Toodles~
