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

|| The Playground ||

You bit into your cookie, enjoying the taste of the chocolate chips that melted in your mouth.

Sure, maybe cookies were a weird breakfast. Unhealthy, too. But did you care whatsoever? No. And besides, who was going to stop you?

You picked up your cold, glass mug, and took a skip of your even colder milk. Cookies without milk is a crime, after all. (If you're lactose intolerant like me, it's lactose free milk teehee)

You drummed your fingers along the wooden table you now sat at, as you took another bite of your cookie. 

It was around 10:00ish in the morning, and you were unsure of what to do.

You closed your eyes and pondered for a while, before a bright and strange yet somewhat familiar voice interrupted your thoughts.

"Hey (Y/n)!"

you looked up, to see a skeleton standing in the doorway, now walking towards you.

"Oh, hey uhh..." You struggled to remember his name. "...Ink?"

He sat down next to you and laughed quietly. "Yeah, it's Ink."

You smiled. "Oh, yeah, sorry. I'm kinda bad with names."

"It's not problem!" He returned your smile.

You let out another small laugh, uncertain of what to say. "Erm.... How's your day going?"

He thought for a moment, before responding. "It's going alright. You?"

You smiled, relaxing slightly. "Pretty good. Definitely bored, though."

"Yeah, I feel you there."

You bath sat in a small silence, the both of you unsure about what to say.

"Hey!" A bright idea popped into your head.

"Hm?"

"Wanna go somewhere?"

He grinned, and nodded. "Where do you want to go?"

"Uhh... I dunno. You have any ideas?"

"Yeah, actually. I know a place."

You smiled, and jumped up from your chair and started to head to the doorway. "Cool, let's go!"

He quickly stopped you by grabbing your wrist, much to your surprise. "Hey hey, hold on! I have a shortcut!"

"A.. Shortcut? What kind?" You stared at him in confusion.

He nervously laughed. "Here, you uh... Grab onto my arm, please." He sent you another very nervous smile, a soft shade of rainbow on his skull as he held out his arm.

You were skeptical, but grabbed on anyways.

Before you knew it, you suddenly felt very very dizzy and lightheaded. You closed your eyes attempting to battle the drowsiness as the world spun around you, before feeling soft sunshine and freezing air on your skin.

You opened your eyes, and then squinted to adjust to the new light. After fully opening them, you glanced around, and found yourself in a playground. You stare urgently at Ink. "Hey, how'd you do that?????"

He laughed awkwardly yet again. "Teleportation. All of us sanses can do it."

You frowned. "How come I never knew of this?"

He just shrugged, and then you let go of his arm and looked around some more. "So, this is the place?"

"Yep."

"It's really nice. Pretty sunny, even though it's cold. Although I mean it's december, so that's to be expected."

Ink relaxed a little more, before silently agreeing as he followed your gaze around the playground.

It was rather large, with a few children playing on one of the other parts. The air was chilly and crisp, although the sun was still out.

Ever have those moments where it's pretty warm from the sun, but the breeze keeps you freezing? It was one of those days.

You jogged through the molch excitedly as soon as you noticed the swingset. You enthusiastically sat on one, and Ink did the same. "These were my favorite as a kid."

Ink smiled. "I can see why."

A child laughed loudly a bit away from the two of you, and the sound drew your attention. A little girl with blonde curls and brown eyes was giggling with what looked like her brother, and they both went down the slides together.

You smiled softly. "Kids can be really annoying sometimes, but they're pretty cute."

"Kids are adorable." Ink agreed.

You both watched the two children play together happily, before a concerned mother yelled for the two of them to finish up and come home. A father appeared also, and lifted the little girl up into his arms, while the mother held the little boy's hands.

Your smile immediately faltered, as you were brought back to a memory of your own family. An image of your mother's laughing face and your fathers bright smile pressed into your mind. You remember holding your parents' hands, laughing. How your father pushed you on the swingset as a young child, and how you got ice cream afterwards.

"...(Y/n)?" A small, soft voice sounded to your right, interrupting your thoughts.

You looked up and over at Ink's concerned face. To your surprise, you felt a small warm bead drip down your face. You quickly wiped it, and Ink only looked more concerned.

"I'm good! I'm good!" You reassured him, looking back down at your lap, wrapping your hands around the swingset chains.

Ink stared at you. "You sure..?"

You stared back at him. "Yeah, yeah. Eyes watering."

"For some reason, I don't think that it was just your eyes watering."

You let out a small, sad laugh. "Yeah, you're right. It wasn't. But either way, it's fine. Just remembered something sad."

"Do you... maybe wanna talk about it?"

". . ." You paused, before sighing. "I mean, I guess I got a little. . .  Sad, when I saw the other family. When I was younger, my parents, erm.. Passed. So it brought back a few memories."

Ink frowned and put a reassuring hand on your shoulder. "I'm really sorry."

You looked up in shock. "Oh oh ney no, it's okay! They were happy tears!" You smiled brightly. "Even if they're gone, I make sure to remember the good times I had with them. You should focus on the bright side."

Ink blinked, seemingly pondering this. ". . .Yeah, you're right." He grinned. "You're pretty special, you know that?"

Crimson started the creep up your cheeks as you suddenly became aware of his hand on your upper arm, and the sudden unexpected compliment he gave.

He noticed this, and then blushed heavily as he realized what he had said. "O-Oh goodness... I meant, sorry... I meant-"

"It's fine!!! It's fine!" You giggled.

The both of you broke out in laughs, as you kicked off of the ground slightly.

You smiled, looking at some trees. "Ink?"

He looked at you. "Huh?"

You turned over to him, and closed your eyes in a smile. "Thanks. Really."

A soft shade of rainbow settled on his cheekbones as he stared at your happy grin, before smiling back himself. 

"Of course, (Y/n)."

*****

ahh okay this isn't my best at all but i tried ok-

lol enjoy 

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