Chapter 10 continued

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Dang, write long chapters...

Here's some more from last chapter :)

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I put my cool hands on my flushed cheeks as I slipped off my heel. I sighed as I rubbed my sour feet. We'd danced with Chara and Torah the whole night and took shots. I'd joined in with the comfort in numbers. Sans stuck close to me, gripping my index finger whenever he could.

"Thank you for tonight," I said while tucking our masks together and laying them on the dinner table. "I never thought I would be able to see Chara again."

Sans kissed my forehead. "I'm glad you're happy."

I yawned and hugged him. "What do you wanna do now?"

He chuckled. "Zs. You need it." He motioned up and headed up the stairs, nudging me to follow. We both needed it. It was really late.

When we got to my bedroom, Sans leaned against the door frame. "Stay in my room tonight?"

I jumped back and gaped. Exit, exit, I need to leave... I clenched my fists. Shut it, Frisk. You are fine.

He patiently waited for an answer with a curious, roaming stare. His white pupils lit up the dark hall. "Yeah... Sure."

We padded farther down the hall and entered his room. Clothes were strewn in piles inside an open closet. A big mattress piled high with blankets and pillows was in the corner. A battered wardrobe held a hoodie on it's drawer knob and a trombone was set, clean and shiny on the surface beside a sleek black case.

"You play?" I asked, moving over to examine it. "Damn, this is prime condition."

"It's a trombone. It's my favorite instrument."

I snickered as he shrugged off his shirt. He nodded towards the wardrobe. "Ya can borrow one of my shirts if you'd like."

I pulled out a big white tee and slipped into it while Sans turned away politely.

He flopped backward down on the mattress with a sigh, closing his eyes. His bones cracked in quick succession. He groaned with a chuckle. "I'm gettin'' old."

I cautiously crawled beside him and brushed a hand over his rib cage. The monster soul bobbed up towards my fingertips with a spark of magic. My fingers tingle fiercely. "Woah."

Sans jerked back as his eyes snapped open. I clasped my hands together and blushed. "I'm sorry! Your soul was just really... Beautiful."

He shook out his shoulders and pulled my hand back to his chest. "It's more of an intimate thing for monsters."

"Oh, God." I shrieked in embarrassment. "I'm sorry! That's so ignorant of me!"

He chuckled, gazing at me with bright eyes. "Nah, ta be honest, I liked it just fine~"

I looked down at my soul once again and felt a pang in my chest.

Sans brushed my head with his own. "I'm just teasing. I know you don't mean it that way." He laid back and grabbed at the air with an open palm. "C'mere."

I stretched out and rested my head next to his on the pillow.

He pressed his lips to mine and wrapped an arm tightly around my waist. "Did I mention how pretty you are?"

I smiled softly and pulled his mouth back. He hushed up real quick.

He heaved my body over him and held me close. A bright light made me open my eyes with curiosity. Sanses soul was glowing and straining  against his chest to get to my own lit up heart. Mine gaze off a soft red light.

Sans didn't seem to even open his eyes as he kissed me harder, flipping our positions with quick grace. He knew exactly what he was doing with his body without even realizing it. I pushed down the self-deprecation and ran my thumb over his exposed bones.

Sans pulled away with a shiver and settled close next to me. "Knock knock."

I chuckled. "Who's there?"

"Olive."

"Olive who?"

"Olive you, sweetheart."

God- what the hell am I supposed to do with this bean of handsome wholesomeness?!

"I love you too."

And by the stars, I meant it.

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