|| Catching Feelings || AU Sanses x Reader! ||

|| Dancing in the Dusk ||

The floorboards creaked softly as you paused by the illuminated hallway window, your gaze drawn to the sun softly drifting beneath the tall trees in the distance of your view.

It was the evening.

You turned away from the horizon, walking past many more windows mirroring the same picture. Walking towards the kitchen, you thought about getting yourself a snack.

You made your way through a few more doors, yawning as you finally go to the kitchen.

Most of the others were out right now, or doing their own thing. You kind of had the house to yourself.

Or, that's what you thought, 'till you removed your hands from your tired eyes which you had previously been rubbing the sleepiness out of, when you saw him.

Horror.

You know, the guy covered in blood?

Yeah, that guy.

The one who turned around to look at the sudden noises, away from the counter, staring at your now paralyzed figure.

He immediately smiled creepily at you, before taking another bite of the cookie he held in his hands.

"Ummmmm....." You said awkwardly. "Hi?"

"heya." He continued to stare at you.

You were frozen, but not exactly in fear. More like.. caution. Yea, that was a better word to describe it. You were cautious of this guy for sure. You doubted he would hurt you, though. Blue kind of created an unspoken agreement between everyone here that they wouldn't hurt each other.

However, this didn't reassure you.

You were suddenly shaken out of your skepticism when you had a realization; "Hey, wait a minute, that's my cookie!"

You ran quickly forward, reaching out for the chocolate chip goodness, as Horror lifted his hand to where you couldn't reach it. Nonetheless, you stubbornly struggled, lunging at him every time he moved.

"hey, get off me will ya?" He pushed you back, irritated. "i'm tryna eat this."

You frowned. "That's my cookie."

He popped it into his mouth, and smiled at you smugly. "not anymore."

You glared at him for a while, and he smiled creepily back. You held your gaze as long as you could, but you eventually faltered, and walked over to where he previously stood.

Opening the box, your eyes widened as you noticed the lack of cookies. "You took the last one?" You turned to him urgently.

"yep."

"You little..." You closed your eyes, trying to regain your composure. You sighed, and opened your eyes back up.

You looked over at him, as if to speak, then realized you were kind of unsure about what to say. You ended up just staring at him, and he stared back.

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"...Soooo...... Ya like jazz?"

"what-"

"You know, jazz," You enunciated using your hands, hoping it would ring a bell. You weren't sure what else to say, so that was the first thing that popped into your mind.