Fifty Shades Of RED | Underfell Sans X Female Reader

Part 8 - A New Beginning (1 of 5)

I wake up and immediately look to my side, Sans isn't there. Holding the covers over my breasts, I sit up and look around the room. Over on the dresser, I notice clothes laid out on top. I wrap the cover around me and go investigate. It's some of Sans' clothes folded up neatly, I guess they're for me. I throw the cover off me and dress. The outfit is a red long sleeve shirt and sports pants with yellow stripes, pretty much like his shorts but they're pants. He also made sure I had socks.

Once clothed I head to the bathroom to use it and clean up our mess from the night before. Inside the bathroom, our mess is gone. Did Sans clean it up.... or did Papyrus? Certainly if Papyrus had saw it he would have barged in, right? I go downstairs where I run into Papyrus... we're about to find out.

"Y/N?! What are you doing here?!"

Wait? What? "I've been here since last night. I didn't go through with that... thing."

Papyrus holds his chin in thought, "That could explain why he was up and ready for once, perhaps it is worth having you around. Better then him sulking."

"Where is Sans, anyway, at work?"

"Yes, at his post. You can help yourself to breakfast, just clean up when you're done. And finish the laundry, that good-for-nothing started it and didn't finish it."

"Yes, sir. What time do you guys get home? I'll have supper ready for you, if you'd like."

"We'll be back by 5. Make sure it is ready," Papyrus starts out the door "and don't forget the laundry!"

Then he's gone, it's just me and the house. I guess by how Papyrus was talking Sans must have gotten up early, cleaned our mess, and started washing our clothes. I bet he's napping at this moment. I laugh to myself then find the laundry room to have the laundry going while I cook. Sure enough all my clothes were in the washer ready to be dried. (We're gonna say they have machines.) So I get the laundry started then go to the kitchen to fix a bite to eat. When I get done eating, I clean up my mess and continue with the laundry.

I am loading the last load of laundry in the dryer when I feel arms wrap around my waist.

"You look damn sexy in my clothes, Sweetheart!"

I chuckle, "Why thank you! I know I feel comfortable in them. By the way, shouldn't you be at your post, Sans?"

"I wanted to check up on ya, see if ya wanted to come sit with me at my post."

"Mmm-hmm! So I can do your work for you?" I chuckle, "I can't go anywhere without a jacket, mine is still wet. I won't have anything to keep me warm... well not from getting hypothermia anyway." I turn around in his arms to look at him.

"We can share my jacket," Sans pauses and I can hear him say in a low voice, "plus I miss ya." Wowie! That's twice he's said that in the past 12 hours!

"Aww, I have to admit I was getting kinda lonely. And how, per say, do we share your coat?"

"Like this," he says with a smile as he lets go of me and puts his hands in his coat pockets. Then bear hugs me, wrapping the jacket around me with him still in it.

I laugh as I hug him back, "C'mon, it'll be alot of fun," he says.

"A skele-ton," we laugh. "Okay, but I have to be back by 4. I told Papyrus I would have supper ready for you guys when you got home."

"You got it, Babe!"

"Babe?" Still in each other's embrace, Sans teleports us to his post.

To be continued...