(Idea from the hc channel in bhc discord, also reader is any gender as it isnt specified in this chapter.)
Fluff, angst, swearing, poplar crying
Game Night
You and poplar have been dating for a good weeks, and you havent been happier. You love his little stories, and how he uses little pet names for you. But of course, you both have to have your little quirks. Like how he has to make everything perfect, everything in order and in top shape. And how you sonetimes find it hard to leave your bed, just sluggish and not having energy.
But you have also come to realise, he gets really overwhelmed easily, especially around loud noise. And you worry for him today because everyone is having a game night, and are all in one room, with snacks, a flashing screen, blankets and other comforters and of course, raging.
You werent there yet though, actually you were getting ready and packing some extra things for the people who might just wanna get away from it all for a while. You assumed that papyrus, poplar and ash might just want some quiet if things get overestimating.
After finally getting your stuff sorted, you threw your bag over your shoulder and started making your way over to the belovid skeletal household. Where as soon as you opened the door, you heard Red's booming voice.
"-UCKING DUMBASS!" He raged, at assumingly blue as the snarky comeback he got in return suggested. You clambered your way to the game room, voices getting louder and cheering getting clearer. Opening the door, you saw basically what you thought you'd see.
Red and blue, sat next to eachother on the couch with stretch on one side and rus on the other. They were all playing mario kart, you giggled a little as you saw red in second, blue in first, rus in third and stretch in last. Looking around a little more, you saw boss lounging in another chair, sans and ash lounging in the beanbags and nox sitting on the back of boss's chair.
It was a funny sight to see, but soon your eyes scanned to the back of the room, spotting poplar stood watching. You felt sorta bad for him, he always had the choise of not going but he chose to anyways. You shut the door, finally grabbing the sttention of nox and boss, who both said hello and you smiled back. After that basically everyone but red and the taller one at the back greated you.
After a short while, they went back to gaming, and you got slightly worried. Poplar was leaning on the wall, with his cane infront of him. Just standing.
"U-uh poppy?" (My hc nickname for him) you said as you softly touched his arm. And without saying anything, he looked at you, wrapped his arms around you and cried into your shoulder. Everyone in the room went silent, turning to look at the both of you. Some with consern and some with confusion.
"Pop? Poplar? Are you-" ash interjected, woried tone, "he's ok, ash. Dont worry. I've got him." You reassured, "go back to games guys, he'll be fine." You stated, leading the overwhelmed skeleton out of the room before they could answer.
Heading down the stairs, poplar was still dead silent. You were really worried for him, poor guy felt as if he couldnt tell the others how he felt. You both finally made it to the living room, you sat poplar down, and he looked at you.
"You can talk to them, poppy. You know that right?" He nodded, "if it gets too much, at any point in time. It wont hurt their feelings if you leave." He nodded again, "you matter so much to them." He leaned into you, nodding.
"Who was being loud this time?" Poplar stayed quiet for a minute, as if thinking. "Red. I asked him to keep it down but he didnt." You rolled your eyes, "it is red though, if anything ask boss. He'd get red to shut up." You chuckled, watching him smile slightly.
"Y/n?" "Yes, babe?" "I- uh, 77% of me thinks im in love with you." Your heart melted, you put your forehead to his.
"What about that other 23%, poppy?" The familiar light pink glow cascaded along his cheeks, illuminating your eyes in the most beautiful way possible.
"Its sure of it." You smiled softly, seeing his nervous eyes meet yours. You placed your hand at the back of his skull, caressing it soothingly as you gently survayed his face. Eyes lingering on his eyes, his cute glasses, to his cute lack of nose, to his teeth and cute braces.
"Well 0% of me thinks im in love with you." You paused, gathering his facial expression. It changed slightly, looking sadder before you continued, "because 100% of me knows i love you." You slowly leaned in, touching your nose to the tip of his, and kissing him softly.
After that he he was extremely flustered, stuttering, (in which he doesnt generally do, especially infront of others.) And blushing like mad. You ouldnt help but chuckle slightly, watching his pace back and forth, hand flapping with exitement (due to his cane he cant flap both hands).
The only reason why you know he enjoyed it, was because of the massive grin on his face.
"You say thats o-only a human tradition of-?" He asked, finally stopping in his tracks to look at you. You again, chuckled "love, and its not really tradition. Well, i guess it is actually." You answered, watching as he giggled, and sat back down next to you. After a few minutes of silence, his exitement seemed to have died down, but the blush was still evident.
It seemed he was just about to say something when-
"Holy shit! Ash! Ash! Your brother gets more bitches than you!" Rus, who as clearly sent down to check on the two of us, shouted up the stairs. Both you and poplar started laughing, as the stomping of footsteps etched nearer.
You rested your head on the taller skeletons shoulder, just waiting for ash to start monologuing how 'they grow up so fast' and how he 'knew this day would come'
And slowly, but surely. You realised you had made the right choice.
Poplar, was the right choice.
For the rest of the night, you, poplar, blue and papyrus played board games downstairs. While the other boys continued their gaming marathon upstairs.
Every time you head them shout at eachother youd laugh, then continue your game. You were starting to get rather tired, not wanting to fall asleep at the boys home, you got ready to leave. Poplar had gone to sort stuff out in the kitchen, (since it was a slight mess from the snacks).
Stepping out into the dully-lit porch, nox bid you farewell at the door, and you shouted into the building (that had come to be like a second home for you) your goodbye.
Suddenly, but not unexpectedly, poplar stuck his head out from the kitchen. Walking down the hallway, cane in hand, he made his way over to you. Nox eyed him, moving out of the way with an eventual smirk.
"Ill see you tomorrow?" He asked, his posh accent laced in-between his scentence.
"Deffinately, goodnight poppy." You placed your arms around his ribcage, resting your head on his chest. You felt him rest his chin on your head, wrapping his spare arm around you and taking a deep breath.
"Goodnight darling, sleep well." He said, shakily but confident. You then felt the soft touch of his teeth meet the top of your head. And watched as he walked inside, and closed the door.
Your knees buckled and you hobbled your way back over to you house, did that really happen? Goly shit, it did.
Oh how you couldnt wait for tomorrow.
