He’s more focused on how sweet you look resting with his jacket around you than the fact you’re naked. When he does, he’s a little breathtaken at the sight of you. That being said, Mobsy is doing quite the panic now, rushing through the hideout trying to find you. MT Sans - The fact that you’ve gotten away from this paranoid bag of bones with his jacket and he doesn’t know where either is a feat in and of itself. You’ll catch a cold, don’t you know? You make sure to sleep with pants on from now on. Once dressed and downstairs, Edge forces Red to apologize to you for being nasty and not respecting your privacy, then lectures you on how unhealthy and unsanitary it is to sleep naked. You wake up as he shouts in pain and starts hobbling off to find some ice, Edge tossing a clean pair of Red’s shorts at you. He stays like that until Edge finds him (because guess who left the door open) and slams the door behind him so hard that Red lands face first on his bedroom floor, landing hard on something else as well. His hand is down his pants the moment he sees your naked under his hoodie, drooling. When he stumbles upon you, though, all anger goes out the window because DAMN you look good in his jacket. UF Sans (I’m already pushing the “suggestive” rule here dammit Red)- Red is storming through the house, ripping it apart to find his hoodie. Paps blinks, then quietly shuts the door and walks away.You don’t wake up until dinner and have no idea why neither of them can look you in the eye. ![]() Sans panics and ports away without closing the gosh darn door, leaving Paps to find you in your current state. He pretty much just blue screens mentally until he hears Paps shout up the stairs looking for him. He isn’t sure how to handle it or if he should be aroused or not. On one hand, absolutely adorable, but on the other, naked lady in HIS hoodie in HIS room. ![]() He freezes, blue in the face with a deer in the headlights look in his eyes. The last place he went to check was his room and there he found you, snuggled in his coat, bare ass and all. It was relatively clean, so he was positive Paps hadn’t grabbed it during his last laundry rampage. UT Sans (I have an urge to make his nickname Donut for some reason)- Sans isn’t one to get angry easily, but he was getting a tiny bit miffed he couldn’t find his hoodie.
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