#but same diff

Now that you’d been married for a few months, you and Blue had gotten used to sleeping in the same bed. You loved snuggling with him and cuddling together. You loved waking up together, giving sleepy kisses and talking about your dreams. You loved the rare mornings when you woke up before him. He looked so cute, sleeping there next to you. Your favorite, though, were the mornings that happened the most often, when he woke up before you. On those mornings, you often opened your eyes to find him with his skull pressed against your chest.

“What are you doing?” you’d asked the first time that happened.

He blinked at you with hearts in his sockets. “Just listening to your heartbeat,” he said. “It’s so beautiful.”

“Aww, Sans…” How could he be so sweet so early in the morning?

“Also, you’re really comfy,” he said. He grinned cheekily. “You’re my favorite pillow.” He gave the “pillow” a little poke with one finger, making you squeak.

“Sans!”

“What? You’re my wife! I’m allowed to use your boobs as a pillow.”

“Saaaans!!!”