adisappearingact
It all started with a heart attack surprise in a Halloween store, and then an embarrassing trip over a fibula in your favorite bar. And then an awkward conversation while you were just trying to apologize.
And now you were there, at a monster party hiding in one hell of a messy closet.
Who's exactly? The very skeleton that plagued your existence.
"...uh...patella the truth, i know Pap's spaghetti draws in all of the humans but, i didn't think they would have an osteoblast in my closet."
Well now if anything, you can't even look a prop one in the eyes anymore.
Or in which:
You date a magical talking skeleton, but it takes quite a bit of embarrassment and persistence to open up his heart.
⚠️ cursing plus small slow burn (?) suggestive jokes
writing a sans x reader in 2022...this is my life.