Halloween
It was Halloween morning. You were feeling better than ever. Most of the wounds had healed miraculously over the past few days, with only bruises leftover. Your right arm still had a while to finish up healing.
Sans knew it meant you would go back home soon, so he took every chance he could to cuddle with you. But, he was gone for most of the morning. Papyrus had to help you decorate the house, you didn't mind. He was really tall compared to your height - you mean come on, you’re shorter than Sans, who’s still pretty small himself - and got the decorations to be all evened out.
You marveled at the work you two had gotten done, your excitement kept bubbling up with every passing minute. Lying down on the grass, you watched the clouds roll by. It was a nice day, and you were sure it would be a nice night too.
Hours crawled by, your giddiness was barely contained. You helped Papyrus and Undyne cook sugar cookies to cover in frosting. Alphys pulled up horror anime to watch tonight, you picked out some movies too, even though. horror was your least favorite genre. You could not stand horror for the life of you, being a jumpy person showed that. Nightmare Before Christmas had to be added, you could play it for two holidays and not get weird looks. Score. Coraline was added too, that one you could handle.
As it started to get dark, you were beginning to wonder where Sans was. He was gone all day, without warning too. You nibbled on a cookie while staring out the window absentmindedly. A good amount of kids had come to their door. Most of the bags were emptied out, leaving little to you. Sad.
“Hey punk!” Undyne slapped your back, breaking you from your thoughts, “Waiting for your boyfriend?”
You blushed at the word. It was so weird to hear it, hear it aimed towards you.
“Yeah,” you sigh. It was getting worrying, where was he?
“Chin up! He disappears like this every once and awhile. He should be back soon. Come join us, we’re about to start the movies!” she gave you a toothy grin, guiding you away from the window.
It was late, well past midnight. You had sat through several scary movies and wanted to cry by the end of each one. You were horrible, absolutely horrible with horror, but everyone else was fine. Even then, Alphys and Undyne had each other if it got to scary for them even. You were tired and you were scared half to death. Sans still hasn't come back from wherever he was. You let out a quiet sigh, standing up.
“I’m going to go home now, it was nice seeing you guys again,” you ignored Undyne’s sympathetic look, heading straight for the door. You had no idea where your keys were, you just wanted to get out and home.
You knew you had a spare key hiding somewhere around the area to your home, you were pretty good at finding hiding spots. It would be nice to draw your lilies again, if they weren't dead. Your walk home would have been uneventful, until someone had grabbed you wrist. The texture was unrecognizable.
Oh no.
“Heeeey hun,” an unknown voice slurred from behind you, “Whaaat are you doin’ out so late?”
You prompted to ignore him, pulling your hand from his grasp and continuing forward.
“Ooooh no you don’t,” he spat, snatching your wrist again, turning you around to see him face to face.
“I saw you being all lovey dovey with a monster,” he sneered like the word was poison just saying it.
“Maybe you need to experience a normal human to fix you.”
He yanked you towards him, grabbing your chin and forcing his lips upon you. It was gross, everything was gross. You shut down completely after the ‘kiss’.
You wanted to call for help. No one would come anyways.
You have to fight back. Please fight back.
Your body would not listen to your thoughts. The man pushed you into an even more secluded area.
Tears streamed down your face, you could feel yourself falling into nothingness as the seconds passed.
This was all just a bad dream, you would wake up safely in Sans’ arms any minute now. Yep, just a nightmare.
The nothingness was so welcoming.
Sans stood over the asshole who thought he could harm his _____. He had felt the same tug from the night you ran away and instantly rushed to follow it. Something wasn't right and he regretted leaving you for the day.
Arriving to the scene, he saw you crumpled in that gross man’s arms. He didn't hesitate using his blue magic at all. The next thing he knew, the dick was on the other side of the street. He was dead to Sans, he had hurt you. And Sans could not let him live it down. Bringing the man back up with his magic, he glared at him with one glowing eye.
“if you don't want to have a bad time, i suggest you scramble like the egg that you are and never show your face around me again.”
The man nodded, fear filling his eyes. Good. Sans dropped him and he ran as fast as his stupid legs could carry him.
Once Sans was sure he was gone and wouldn’t come back, he kneeled next to you, picking you up in his arms. There were fresh tears in your eyelashes, and you flinched from his touch. His soul hurt seeing you so afraid. He leaned against the wall, cradling you in his arms for a while. Why did he leave you alone for so long?
He pressed his forehead against yours, feeling awful.
The man was still touching you. He wasn't leaving you alone. You stumbled away from his grasp, which he let you go with ease.
“Please stop! Don't hurt me!” you curled up in a ball far away from him, hiding your face in your knees.
“hey, babe. s’just Sans. that guy won't bug you anymore,” his soothing words broke through your crying. You were safe.
He knelt in front you, holding a hand out to pick you up. The hurt in his face was evident when you flinched away.
“S-sorry…” you murmured. Contact was always hard after situations like those. After you calmed down to sobs and sniffles, you pushed yourself up from the wall.
“C-can you walk me h-home. M-my apartment.”
He silently questioned why you didn't want to spy the night, but left it unasked and nodded.
It was a quiet walk. The only noise was your choked sobs.
Grabbing a key hidden in a tree near by your building, you headed to your own apartment. Sans was close behind.
“Good night,” you sighed, sliding the key in and opening the door.
“‘night,” his voice was filled with concern for you.
“Sans. I'll be okay. I'm just a little shaken up right now,” you forced yourself to take on of his large hands in both of yours.
“Trust me. I'm safe in my apartment.”
“...alright.”
You smiled and closed the door behind you. It was nice to be home again.