Mo x Sans imagines~

~When He Gets Jealous~

Morgan and Sans walked into the restaurant together, hand in hand and looked for the perfect spot. This was their 3 year anniversary. Nothing could tear them apart. Morgan spent more time with Sans than one of her good friends, Sarah(Hi, it's me!)

"What can I get for you today?" A waiter asked the two, pulling out his pen and notepad.

"Whatever the special is, Sir." Mo said, smiling at Sans who was staring at her. He does this occasionally, taking in her beauty and admiring her. He knows he is lucky to have her, and he never plans on letting go of her. He nods in agreement and looks up at the waiter, only to see him eyeing his woman just like he was. He growls and watches the man walk away.

"Sans? Are you feeling okay, sweetie?" Mo asked him, a worried look on her face. Sans wanted to say something, but he couldn't. He simply nodded.

"Of course I am, Momo. I feel great. I love being with you."

This made Morgan smile and take a sip of wine.

After a long wait, the same waiter came back and set down their meals, smiling at Sans, but winking at Mo. This enraged Sans. Nobody looks at her like that. That was HIS  future wife. He glared daggers at the man, pouting slightly as the man walked away once more.
Sans of course, became insecure. He's never felt insecure before over something so petty, but he does now.

"M-Mo?" He couldn't keep from trembling. He wasn't going to cry, oh no. He was going to kick someones ass.

"Yes, love?" She asked, taking a bite of her food. He looked down, sighing, and responding with a "Nevermind..."

"Okay..." She stared at him before moving out of the booth. "I'll be right back, Sans~" She said, smiling.

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~Mo's POV~

I got up, quickly making my way to the bathroom. I was going to try to turn Sans on during dinner, of course, but I was stopped by someone pinning me against the wall in the woman's bathroom.

"What the fuck? Get off me!" I yelled, pushing him. He was stronger than me. It was our waiter.

I had seen him wink at me, and give me sinister smiles, but I ignored it. Sans is the only man I am interested in, and that will never change. His hot breath hit my neck as sloppy kisses hit my flesh. I couldn't take it anymore. I kneed him in the crotch and made a run for it, to Sans.

His eyes were wide at my panicked expression.

"Morgan? What's wrong, love? Are you okay?"  He wrapped his arms around me in an attempt to console me. I shook my head, pointing to the women's bathroom, where the waiter could be seen sneaking out of the door.

Sans' grip tightened around me. I could tell he was getting angry. His silence said it all.

"Stay here, love..." He let me go and began sprinting up to the waiter, earning gasps at his sudden movements. He tackled him, sitting on the man's stomach and punching him multiple times in the face, giving him quite a bloody nose.

"Stay the fuck away from her, you fucking sicko!" He continued to punch, until security guards came out and pulled him off.

"What the hell is going on here?" The owner of the restaurant came out, arms folded over his chest.

"He was touching my lady!" Sans yelled, pointing at the waiter, bewilderment apparent in his voice.

I walked up and hugged Sans, sighing.

"Love, you didn't have to do that..."

I felt the owner's hand on my shoulder, but Sans growled and he quickly removed it.

"Miss, what did Jack do to you?" (MWUAHAHAHA)

"He came into the bathroom and pinned me up against the wall...He started kissing my neck, too."

Sans was now shaking. I could tell by how he grabbed me and held me tightly (And kissed my head, of course) how angry he was. He always got like this when other men looked at me. I guess I should have tried to actually get an answer earlier, when I asked what was wrong.

The owner commanded his security guards to keep Jack down, even though he was beat up, and called the police on the young waiter.

I hugged Sans close, telling him it was okay. I had explained my plan to him, and promised that none of this was intentional.

"I love you, and only you, okay?"

Silence. He was still glaring at Jack. I grabbed his cold face and looked him in the eye.

"I. Love. You. Sans, you love me, right?"

"More than anything, dear..."

"Good...Let's go home."

~Time Skip- Author's POV~

The couple walked into their house, sighing in relief that they were away from the situation. Morgan wrapped her arms around Sans' torso, hugging him tightly. He held her close and kissed her forehead, then her nose.

"You're mine..." He growled, but once Morgan put her hand on his cheek, he leaned into her gentle touch.

"Only yours. I promise. Do you promise you're only mine?"

"I promise."

A/N: Hiyah! I know this sucks so bad but I tried to make it amazing. ;-; *Cue music* I TRIED SO HARD, AND GOT SO FAR, Except in the end, it does matter. :I I hope you enjoy it, Mo. I'll be writing a lot more of these tomorrow. Possibly one more tonight.