Seconds you plopped down on the arm of the couch to steady yourself and notĭON’T LOOK WELL AT ALL. It took all of your willpower to keep standing, and even after a few Room to the enthusiastic greeting you’d received, you were feeling reallyĬrappy. He plucked his brother up by the scarf and deposited him away with ease.Īlready feeling a lot less confined, though the pounding your head multiplied withĮvery sniffle and excuse he tried to stammer out. Tried to get him to look at you, but he had waterlogged your entire front and Opened it a crack and tried to warn him not to jump on you, but he’d already You flicked the lock to the left, you heard muffled voices on the other side of Kept one on them, but you’d just been lazy in actually getting one made. They came over enough that they should’ve He cared enough to think about losing you, but you didn’t want to ruin hisĭraped the blanket over your shoulders and dizzily headed toward the frontĭoor. Just up and crumble before his very eyes. Sans was always the worrying type because he was afraid that somehow you would You needed to sleep and rest and you would be fine. Why the hell did the brothers want to come over? Did they know anything about Runny nose, flushed face and sleepy look permanently etched on your features. You looked like hell and you didn’t feel any better. But your skeleboyfriends aren’t standing for it. It’s just what happens to humans every once in a while. Pairing: Underswap!Sans/Reader, Underswap!Papyrus/Reader Just be sure you’re prepared for them hovering! Writing this was pretty fun, I feel like the bros in ANY universe would do their best to conquer your sickness. I can’t believe you wanted a sequel!!! That’s so rad.
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