AU Sans x Reader Oneshots

Nightmare x Hardworking!Reader

Art by rat0052

[UPDATED]

*WARNINGS: slight depression* 

"Here we go again." You said aloud, already very fed up with this. Another dream, another horror story to go through. You, Y/n lived a hard life growing up. Your parents were divorced and you use to just live with your father. Your father was a hardworking man and worked three jobs to support you and the roof above you. He passed away four years ago due to heavy stress and anxiety, ever since then you've learned to socialize, defend yourself and work. You've been doing well, so far. 

But it got worse. At least month ago your anxiety and stress and the sadness of your father's dead had attracted a very, very powerful being. You first met him in one of your nightmares. He stood there watching you while bringing terrible images, scaring you to death.

"Alright, On with the nightmares!"  You yelled into the abyss of your nightmare, your voice echoing off the non-existent walls. You just wanted this to be over as soon as possible.

 Turning around you saw him standing there, like always watching you. He was a skeleton, a skeleton covered in black goop. Clothes and all. The thick goop covered one of his eyes leaving one blue cerulean eye to stare at you.

"Alright what is it tonight?" You asked already expecting the worse things he could do. He didn't move. The tendrils on his back waved back and forth slightly. He chuckled, a small smile pulling at the corners of his mouth.

 "I'm not here to feed off your negativity" he said calmly. "Instead, I want to talk. Maybe, offer a deal?" He raised a hand to you. You raised an eyebrow. This, was new. 

"I want to talk, just a few things and then we can get on to the nightmares if you want" He said, gesturing his hand at you again. You were astonished by how smooth, yet dark his voice was,  you had never heard him talk before. It was almost enchanting in a way if you were being honest. He gestured towards the ground between you to as two small chairs formed, rising up slowly from the dark ground. You walked over to one of the chairs and sat down, still skeptical about this whole conversing thing. He sat down in the other across from you. His eyelight fixing it's gaze back on you.

"You've been busy, haven't you?" he started. "You haven't gotten much sleep" He leaned back into the chair, crossing a leg over the other.  "Do you mind explaining?" He asked. It confused you, why he was asking about this. You roll your eyes and sigh, deciding to answer his very random question.

"I'm running late on the rent and I've been staying up more doing night shifts and morning shifts at work to get up to pay it" You explain, crossing your arms and leaning back into your own chair. He nodded understandingly after a moment.

"Will you be able to pay them?" He questioned.

 "Not by deadline, no. And I will be kicked out of my apartment" You answer. He stared at you for a long time. It was unnerving at most. His eyelight watched you silently. 

"Well, I may be able to help you," he looks you dead in the eye. "But, for a price"

 Your brows furrowed in confusion and even more suspicion but you had to admit, you were curious to see what he could offer. "And what's your idea?" 

 "You live with me, get away from your miserable life and don't worry, you're not the only person I've taken in, it won't be awkward" He assures you. You stayed quiet, contemplating if you should take his offer. 

"I won't ask again."  He says after several minutes of silence, clearly irritated with your lack of response.

"Ok! ok!" You hold your hands in front of you defensively. "I'll go with you" You quickly agree. He smiles at your answer.