Insomniac (insomniac reader x all the sanses in existence)

chapter 4

Hahahahaha..
I have memory loss, fell down a hole, and I'm going to die.
what could possibly be better than this!?
Sans looks like he is choosing not to tell you something important.
Or maybe he just doesn't know what to say.
You hear a door open dramatically and close.
A voice belts out frustratedly at sans.

"Sans! You lazy bones! Pick up your damn sock already!!!"

Oh?
Is that his brother?
Sans excuses himself.
Leaving you to your own devices.
You decide to listen in on their conversation.
His 'brother' is mad at him for something, but it's not really mad, it's more of a playfully frustrated kind of thing.
You continue listening, most of it is just his brother complaining and sans making puns; according to his brother, puns are terrible.
You, sans, and the playfulness of his brother's tone, beg to differ.
Apparently his brother just got back from "a cooking lesson".
you wonder if his food is any good?
He starts ranting about something but you tune out.
You spot something blue peeking out underneath sans's mattress.
Your curiosity gets the best of you and you pull it out.
It's a blue card attached to a hidden bottle of pills.
It's unprescribed painkillers..
You wonder why he has them..
You wonder what he needs them for..

❄☟☜ 💣✋☠👎 ☞⚐☼☝☜❄💧📪 ❄☟☜ 💧⚐🕆☹ 👎⚐☜💧☠❼❄
✡⚐🕆 🕈✋💧☟ ❄⚐ ☞⚐☼☝☜❄ 🏱✌✋☠📪 ✡⚐🕆 👍✌☠❼❄

You wonder where he got them.
Conveniently the card says exactly that.
Apparently he got them from a "doggo", you've seen a few dogs, so one of them is bound to be said doggo.
You put them back under the mattress.
Not long after, sans comes back into the room.

"Hey" He says.

"Hey" you say.
You flash him a crooked smile.

You don't really know what to say to him.
Knowing that he has those pills, makes him come off as a whole different kind of person. You notice so much more. His pained expression, forced smile, overall exhausted appearance. He's hurting..
You don't think he has told anyone.
He seems like the type that just keeps it to himself.
But your no different.
He knows you're slowly dying, but you continue to act like everything is fine.
And the poison in your mind pains you to the point in which the moment you find something that might take the pain away, your already chasing after it.
And you say you're doing fine, but you know that you're lying.
He seems to be scanning your face for any sort of sign that you want to talk to him.
But you'll never give him any indication that you do.
You don't need to, it can be seen in just your eyes alone.

"Y/n, be honest, are you ok?" He asks.

I'm dying, what do you think?

"I'm fine, really." You say

I'll just deal with it.

He seems frustrated, but he can't judge you on this.

❄☟☜ ☺🕆👎☝☜ 👍✌☠☠⚐❄ ☺🕆👎☝☜
❄☟✌❄ 🕈☟✋👍☟ ☟☜ 👎⚐☜💧 ☟✋💣💧☜☹☞

He looks away, seeming to have given up for the time being.

You wonder why he seems to give up so easily..
Maybe he just doesn't care enough to try harder..

"So was that your brother?" You ask, attempting to start a conversation.

"Uh yeah..right him.." he says, fumbling with his words.

He didn't really answer your question..
Maybe he's avoiding it..

"So..does he know I'm staying here?" You ask.