ੈ✩‧₊˚make a wish ੈ✩‧₊˚
mafia fell sans x reader
“So… did ya make that wish?” A deep voice cut through the quiet air, save for the crickets and the muffled music behind you both. The party still going on held by the don himself despite it bleeding into the late hours, for whatever reason you weren’t told.
“Pardon?” You looked over to the owner of the voice, a monster you’ve grown closer to despite yourself. Sans. He wasn’t looking at you though. Rather, at the stars with a look you couldn’t place. But eventually those sharp red eye lights turned their attention to you, and that look on his face didn’t waver
“Ya wish, ya know? You humans have this thing where ya wish on a shooting star or somethin’. Or are you too good for that?” Towards the end of his sentence he shot you his infamous teasing grin and nudged you slightly, almost making you fall off the cement bench dramatically and into the wet grass under you both.
you lightly slapped his arm next to you and ignored his chuckles, huffing through your nose as you regained your composure. Smoothing out the fancy attire you were forced to wear with a roll of your eyes.
“It’s hard to focus on the stars when there’s an annoying skeleton by my side, did you wish on it though? Since your staring so tensely at the sky I doubt you’d miss anything.”
you nodded your head up to the sky in question, you were always wondering what was going through that thick skull of his. Maybe knowing what he’d wish for would help you understand how he ticks, but he’s a secretive man like that so you doubt it. You don’t even know his favourite food..
“My wish? Heh, what would I wish for? I’ve got everythin’ I want riiiight here~” with a all too sly grin he stretched his large arm over your shoulder and before you couldn’t retort he pulled you flush into his side, his cologne that reminded you of smokes and roses filling your nose immediately.
“But I wouldn’t mind a cocktail right about now…” he muttered under his breath as he looked away in annoyance, making your souring mood lighten at his dismay. With a chuckle you couldn’t hold back you decided just this once you’d let him hold you, but maybe that’s just the drinks from earlier talking for you.
“I think you had more than enough to drink for one night Mr Serif, you’re already making a fool of yourself. More than usual I mean.” You leaned your head back a bit to look at the stars shining as bright as they could, your hands in your lap as you sighed slightly
the situation would’ve been romantic, sitting in a fancy garden filled with flowers, statues and hedges as you both looked up at the stars. A party you both abandoned going on behind you despite your lack of absence.
but you had to remind yourself to not forget yourself, you doubt anything good would come of it if you mingled with sans. Anymore than you already have you mean.
“Oh fuck off, i can handle my drinks. But ya didn’t answer my question.” The feeling of hard bone fingers gently grabbed your chin, tilting your head away from the sky to look at him instead. A grin tugging further on his face as he looked down at you.
“Whaddya wish for sweetheart? I’m a curious skeleton, and maybe if you’re lucky I’ll make it come true.” You felt yourself go tense as he leaned down further to reach your level, impossibly close it made your heart stutter more than your speech. But you didn’t lean back, either because of his grip on your chin or because you didn’t want to your not sure.
“I-I want…” you could barely get the words out, looking down at those sharp teeth you’ve seen hundreds of times before. The gold canine of his glinting in the dim lights of the night, you pulled your gaze away from them to look him in the eye lights.
”go one sweetheart, I’m all yer’s..” sans started to close his eyes(?) as he leaned further, his breath washing over your lips. But he paused, waiting to hear your wish as his hand let go of your chin, it instead slip down your collar bones and arms to grip at your hand in your lap. Rubbing his finger over the back of it.
“I want..” you sucked in a breath, feeling his teeth nudge against your lips. Your face felt like it was hotter then grillby on a bad day, and in a flustered panic you shout something that was far from the truth.
“I wish for the moon!” You shouted, your face red and your body stiff as a board. You could barely process what you said.
…
sans blinked his eyes open, looking at you for a moment before leaning back up. Towering over you once again, a incredulous slapped across his face
“Tha moon..?” He slowly looked away from you to stared at the moon, before back at you with his head titled. It was funny as it was cute.
“You’ll get your kiss when you get me that, you said you could. And you wouldn’t break a promise, would you sans?” You put on the best smug smile you could, pushing down the butterflies on your stomach as you one upped him for once.
“Oh cmon now that ain’t fair, that’s a lot of work for a lazy bones like me. How’d I even get up there!?” He slipped his hand out of yours and chuffed, getting out a cigar from his pants with a scowl. But you could tell he wasn’t as angry as he tried to look.
“What? It’s my wish, so I expect you to respect it. I’m not to blame if you can’t make it true.” You crossed your arms over your chest and leaned back against the bench.
“Fuck you and your wish.” You wouldn’t ever say it but it almost looked as if he was pouting, trying again and again to light his cigar as he held it between his sharp teeth. But his lighter refused to work, making him grow more agitated.
With a chuckle and some thought you grabbed sans collar with your when and pulled him over to you, barley anymore than an inch between you. Grabbing the lighter from his now limo hold, looking at him with lidded eyes as you lit his cigar first try.
“Go make a new wish and cry about it.” You felt proud of yourself for how cool you looked saying that, once his cigar was lit you leaned back to your spot and tossed him his lighter.
Sans stayed where he was for a bit, frozen before his skull exploded in his signature colour. Sitting up suddenly and swearing profusely as he took quick puffs, blowing red smoke into the air around you. His eyes glaring at the ground as he blush illuminated you in a red glow
“Fuckin’ tease… next time I see a shooting star I’ll wish for ya ass to be handed to you.
you couldn’t hold back the laugh that spilled from your lips at his angry and flustered state, a rare sight only you got to see and it was one you made sure to remember for days to come.
