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What Once Was, Chapter 22

Snuggle time at the end of Chapter 22! 

“ “IS HE DRUNK AGAIN?”

No. Not drunk. But he’d given up everything he had to Red the prior night and clearly forgot to keep some for himself. Not that he could tell anyone about that without admitting everything they’d done together. He winced, looking down at those bruised sockets. Weakly offering, “M-maybe?”

“DO YOU NEED ME TO TAKE HIM UPSTAIRS?”

Red glanced down at the skeleton asleep on top of him. His gaze softened.

“Nah. I don’t really mind,” He rewrapped his arms awkwardly around the sleeping skeleton’s skull, cradling his head protectively. He watched the slow rise and fall of his skull against his chest. “D-do ‘ya mind if we just crash here for the night?”

“ON THE SOFA? NO, OF COURSE I DON’T MIND.”

“Stop biting me!”

Addict

What Once Was, Chapter 09

Piggyback ride! Wee!

“ Silently, he tapped his bandaged hands against the offered back, spreading his skeletal fingers out along the fabric. Papyrus’ hoodie was warm. Red had grown familiar with its particular heat. The small skeleton leaned his weight into the thin form. He could probably wrap his arms all the way around. He didn’t. Instead, he awkwardly rested them behind Pap’s shoulders. It probably wasn’t the safest choice to keep him onboard, so Pap hooked his arms under his ass and hefted him off the stone floor.

Pap readjusted the new weight on his back once. Then, easily began plodding back the way they’d come. All in a manner that hinted he’d done this dozens of times before. As if this were the most natural thing in the world. After a few quiet seconds, it was clear he wasn’t changing course.

At all.

Red could feel some heat beginning to flush across his cheeks. His palms shook with embarrassment. For some reason he was expected this humiliating moment to be a lot briefer.

“W-why are ‘ya walkin’?” Red raised his voice, mortified. Crimson heat flaring on his bones. “Just teleport us back!”

What Once Was, Chapter 07