It Leads me to You

Chapter 5 (G)

Hello peice of shit house. G glared at the old house he bought in the town just outside the city. It's been 6 years. He went and traveled around a bit after what happened with his soulmate.

Fuck, was she still here?

He hadn't forgotten she lived here. He had paid off the house before moving and owned it now but he left, paid a few of his friends to clean it up through the years so it didn't get old and dusty. Alphys had said it was all clean. He watched the movers as they worked, told them he was gonna go grab a bite.

He walked through the town revising the mental map he had made when he first 'moved' here. A few things had changed, a few new buildings, a few buildings moved. Pretty much the same though.

His mind trailed off to 6 years ago when he ran into his mate.

She was perfect.

Everything he wanted look wise. Couldn't go on her personality though sadly.

He regretted pushing her away like that. He was just so angry over Frisk and Papyrus and she paid the price for it. It wasn't her fault, it was his.

He knew that.

If she was still here, he wanted to make it up to her.

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When he got back the movers had just finished putting the last few boxes in and were getting in the truck he passed the house next door taking in all the flowers that lined the place, even a few veggies, a girl was watering one of the plants when he turned his head back he saw it. That stupid line he forgot even existed, that one thing that connected him to his mate.

He looked at it, it was was coming from her and she seemed to have stiffened looking at it. He took quick, long strides up his porch and looked at her, she was... different. Still perfect but she seemed off. Something has happened over the 6 years he was gone. He blinked and noticed her staring at him when their eyes met his soul pulsed in joy but she quickly retreated inside. He watched her form leave with a frown before heading inside himself.

The boxes were lined up along the walls and in the bottom rooms.

He started looking through them and organizing them to the rooms they were going to to go.

He started with the bedroom, carrying boxes up he noticed a nice window that looked over to hers. He clicked his teeth a bit at the thought and peers into it and notices it's her bedroom. He couldn't help but smirk. So many horrible teenage fantasize resurface for him. He headed back down for the rest of the boxes when he came back and turned to leave again he caught the curtain being pulled, he couldn't help but smirk at that. He prayed to the stars above she wouldn't move the bedroom now that she knew what was on the other side of those curtains.

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He did his best to avoid her finding and seeing him, he didn't want to overwhelm her so suddenly after 6 years. He checked out his backyard and sighed. Big enough for a small party, had a fence, needed painting though. But there was this horrible dirt patch empty of anything, it was unsightly. He wondered if his treasure would know any good flowers to put in.

Treasure.

Fuck he loved that name for her. He never found out her real one, and when she mentioned what her parents said, he took to the nickname.

She was a treasure, his treasure.

He heard the screen door next door open and close, foot falls around the porch. He noted the time and went back inside to finish unpacking the kitchen.