You woke up. Thankfully. But in bed. Huh?. You got out. You felt someone lay behind you. Sans. So he joined. Why?. Alright maybe you didn't wanted to know that. At least you weren't in his bed. You had no idea how late it was. Maybe eleven o'clock?. Who knew. You always forgot time was existing here. You could feel shifting. And the nightmare has begun. You realised you had your hand on his leg. Eeeeek touch! You cried. Your poor hand. Your poor innocent hand.

"Morning to you" sans said. You let out a grumpy rumble. "Hey come on, I have been nice" he said getting up. You hugged your knees looking at him as he stretched. "Ima hop into the shower" he said grabbing his hoodie with him.

Whatever. But after some time waiting. You didn't hear any water run. You got up. The door of the bathroom was open and sans wasn't inside. You looked around. Huh? Where was that guy- a shadow hovered over you. "..." You felt breathing behind you. Oh you were screwed. So damm screwed. Goodbye live. You didn't thought about thinking twice about going in the room. ""Turn around" he said. You didn't want to. You were just perfect like this. But your chest got heavy and a blue light was around you. Turning you around. Meeting the dark angry sans. His grin was creepy. "If it's locked, you're not supposed to go in" he said bringing his fist up. Oh, we was going to hit you.

Well no. Since he had some control. Instead, he grabbed your front clothing. Pulling you up. His magic letting you go. Now hanging by the fabric of the dress. "Breathe sans" he said exhaling as he held his skull. "She doesn't know anything" he said to himself.

"Alright.." he said placing you back down.

"Repeat after me, I'm not going in that room again" he said.

You ignored him. You weren't going to say that.

"Y/n" sans coldly said.

"Alright, I won't go into that room again" you said arms crossed over your chest.

"That's better" he said rubbing a hand over your head. Your hair getting stuck in each other. Great. "Now come hereee" he said. Trapping you. And before you knew it. His teeth touched your mouth. He walked into his room were he fell back into his bed. Smiling. "Can I shower now" you asked standing up. "Yes yes" he said waving his hand.

You walked away. A nice warm shower was needed.

Angry sans. Nice.
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