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Bad Sanses x Reader

I got this idea at like 3:00AM so this will probably suck, but hey! Here goes nothing!

Oh! By the way. For me, the bad sanses include: Nightmare, Horror, Dust, Killer, and Error.

I may add others in different oneshots, but for now, that's it.

Also, for this oneshot, if you have a pixie cut or just really short hair, pretend that your hair is a little bit longer. You'll know why.

Background Knowledge

You've almost just begun living with the bad sanses. They found you in an abandoned universe and took you back to their castle. You have no idea why they didn't kill you, but you try not to dwell on that to much. You've befriended pretty much everyone in the castle and your finally starting to relax in your new home.

Your POV 

I walk into the lounge and plop down on the floor, not bothering to walk all the way to the couch. The floor was comfy enough. For the base of the bad guys, it's awfully comforting. After living with the guys for a while, it's hard to think of them as the bad guys. They're all dorks. Sure they fight each other regularly, but the atmosphere is never hostile.

I spread myself out on the fluffy rug and sigh. So bored. I go to run a hand through my hair, but my fingers kept on getting caught. I lie there for a bit with my hand awkwardly posed in my hair. I should probably brush it. I carefully take my hand out of my hair and sit up. I look around and spot a my brush on a side table. I don't bother standing up. Instead, I lazily crawl a few feet before stretching my hand out as far as it could go, my finger tips barely brushing against it. 

I refuse to move any further and keep desperately clawing at the brush. Eventually, I manage to tap the end of it hard enough for it to fall off the table. I pick up the brush and crawl back over to my original spot on the floor. I fix myself so that I'm sitting criss-crossed. I take a breath because of how much energy I just used.

"Well, that was quite interesting."

I look to the doorway and see Dust leaning against its frame with a lazy smile on his face. I scoff at him and roll my eyes. "What you just witnessed was the peak of exercise. You should try it some time." I focus my attention back on my messy hair. "Now. If you'll excuse me, I need to brush my hair."

I split my hair into two sections and put each over their respective shoulder. Then I begin lightly stroking one section with the brush. Out of the corner of my eye I can see Dust sitting down next to me. He doesn't say or do anything. He just watches me. This causes me slight discomfort. I stop brushing and turn to face him. "Do you need something?"

A purple blush dusts his cheekbones. "No no no! I'm sorry for staring! I just...I just got a little curious. Your hair looks really soft and I...I...." He trails off, his blush deepening. I tilt my head at him before realizing what he was getting at. He wanted to touch my hair.

I shrug my shoulders and take the brush out of my hair completely. Then I scoot over so that I'm in front of Dust, my back facing him. I look back at him and see that he's confused. "You wanted to touch my hair, right? Go ahead. I don't mind. It is a little tangled though." I turn my head back away from him and wait.

Dust's POV

Y/n turns her head away from me and I stare at the back of her head, realization dawning on my face. She's letting me touch her hair. My smile widens ever so slightly. I bring my hand up to the back of her head and hover it over her hair. I take a breath before lightly stroking it. My eye sockets widen in surprise. It's even softer than I though! And silky! I continue petting her hair until my phalanges get caught in her hair. She winces ever so slightly and I retract my hand. "Sorry about that." She just shook her head in response. I bring my hand back to pet her h/l beautiful hair, but I hesitate. I bring my gaze over to the brush that y/n had set aside.