Requested by: YourLocalGayCory 's sister
A/N: Here's the first story imma do, so yeah. anyways, have fun reading and I hope you enjoy!
Kuudere: A stock love interest who is calm and collected on the outside, and never panics. They show little emotion, and in extreme cases are completely emotionless, but may be hiding their true emotions.
The 'Game Over' screen, what an interesting place. You never thought you'd be so interested in dying, to be honest. But, of course it has it's downsides.
"Hey there, beautiful~" Reaper said after he popped into existence.
All you do is roll my eyes, not failing to keep a straight face.
"Hi, what do you want?" You ask, not phased by his flirtatious attempts.
"Well, I'd like you~" He told, a soft wink following after.
"Do your job or get out." You warn.
"Or what~? You're going to hurt the God of death~? How cute, I'd moan~" He wasn't letting down any time soon, but you weren't giving up, either.
"Listen, you may be a God, but I'm not tempted by your words. I don't want to be your little human play thing." You explained, making him sigh.
"Touching me would make you die, I'd rather not have you as a play thing, dear~ I want you because I want someone to love, I want someone to talk to about my problems~ You, my sweet, are a perfect candidate~" He told, making you blush very slightly.
The blush went away, but he saw. "Aw, I'm breaking down all the walls you've made~"
"You can shut it. You've made me put up more, if anything." You tell him.
But if anything, he was right.
That blush wasn't a fluke.
It was your feelings that you try so hard to hide showing colours.
"Well, I'm just gonna have to break down more, aren't I~?" He asked, getting closer to you.
"So you're going to kill me to break down my walls?" You ask, actually curious at what he's doing.
"You can't die here, you're already dead~" He placed a hand on your shoulder, placing another one on the underside of your chin.
That's when you realized he was really tall for a Sans. And you haven't been this close to a Sans before. You could see his emotions through his eyes. Love, care, even a hint of worry?
But...
Could he see your emotions?
He kissed you softly. Well, he pressed his teeth slightly against your lips.
Cold... Cold like you've been to him.
You were dead, but you haven't felt this alive since you were born.
Heart racing.
Breath hitched.
Eyes closed.
Engulfed in the kiss, like a warm blanket covering your shivering body.
In his arms, melting like butter on a hot day.
You're his, and no one else's.
A/N: Hopefully this is good enough, hahah-
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Sans AUs x Reader Oneshots [because i can]
Fanficheya there, UnnamedNeko the piece of trash here! speaking of trash, would you like to fuck the smiley trashbag? or maybe an alternate version of him? well, by golly you're in luck! there's just a few things i need to put out there, and we'll be set...