A little chilled to the bone. (Sans x Reader)

The bottle became quickly empty.

(so, before we start I wanted to say Happy Thanksgiving!This part is going to b a bit more emotional then normal, so read at your own leisure!)

You slipped into the barstool, slouching down onto the counter with a sigh. "Grillbyz.. Why don't you fix the Jukebox already?" Grillbyz shrugged, cleaning the glass and throwing sans an accusing glance.

It turns out, the Jukebox had actually been broken by Sans, when you kept playing the same song over and over again. It was either brake the thing or listen to the annoying dong 32 more times. Sans just grinned, chuckling, "hey, it was funny, you were laughing, Grillby!"

Grillby smiled softly (or at least would of if he had a mouth, leaning over the table to whisper into sans ear. Sans eyes went wide and when grillby pulled away, he attempted to smack him in the head but miss- probably on purpose since he would of burnt himself if he didn't.

You raised an eyebrow, curious as to what would make sans act like that. "sans, what did grillbyz say?" Sans turned to you, chuckling, "oh.. Nothing... Nothing." Sans face was flooded by a very heavy, strong blue blush.

He immediately looked away form you, chuckling, "Grilby.. Buddy, your, on fire tonight, but don't so that again, alright?" Grilby shrugged, walking over to a costumer, but not before sliding a beer in sans direction.

Sans grinned a thank you, putting the bottle up to his teeth. You were amazed at how it didn't just flood the seat bellow him... It wasn't something you could explain, really, so you didn't even bother to ask, remembering he played the blue tounge off as magic.

You watched as the bottle became quickly empty, and sans layed it down on the counter, turning to you. He coughed slightly, raising an eyebrow at you, "So, (Y/N)?" You tilted your head in response as a new bottle was places at sans side. He quickly took a drink, talking in between them.

"Have fun playing with the Echo flowers?" You felt your heart rate quicken, as if somebody had just told you they were going to execute you. "Uhm.. Sure I guess they're pretty cool.. How they can carry messages."

Sans nodded, taking another drink. "Yeah.. But sometimes those messages--" he cut himself off, yawning, and then continued, "Aren't meant to be heard by certain people."

You raised your eyebrow, curious as to what he was talking about. "(Y/N), why were you so interested in finding out who it is that I.." he glanced at grillby, who had decides he would just stand next the sans on the other side of the bar and listen, "Want to spend the rest of my life with?"

You felt you throat become dry, but, trying to play it cool, you managed to croak out a few words. "What, I was curious. Its not like knowing will get me killed." Sans chuckles, leaning back. "Curiossity killed the cat.. Darling."

You frowned, hearing the slight lisp that sans had. "Sana, your starting to get drunk, you should stop before you pass out." He shook his head, putting a hand up in front of you. "Nah.. nah, I will be completely fine," he twisted around in the seat, slouching over the counter with a whine, "riiiiight grillby!?"

Grillby had a guilty posture to him, but he nodded anyway. Sighing you stood up. "I'm leaving th-" you were cut off when you felt the skeleton grab you wrist tugging you back, "No! (Y/N), doonnttt leave! I wanted to taaallkkk." He giggled heavily, obviously being effected by the alcohol.

You frowned and sat back down. Sans sniffles, looking at you oddly before talking, "(Y/N), have I ever.." He hiccupped, whipping his mouth before stuttering out words, "told nyu... Oh god.. D-dammit.." He ended on a soft chuckle, gripping his sides.

Grillby put a Hans on his back. Right now you were more then confused. It didn't help that when Grillby pulled away, sans simply raises up like he was fine and started talking again. "(Y/N), your beautiful.. You know that." He lowered his head, blushing softly- you weren't sure if it was from the alcohol or him talking.

Sniffling he started to talk again, which honestly, made you feel less tense, knowing he wasn't hurt like you though at first when he had held his sides. "Your also such a kind.. Such a. Kind persson.. And.. (Y/N).."

You felt tears well in your eyes, you were happy, nobody had ever said such nice things to you, even if they didn't means it because they were drunk.. But still!

Sans frowned, tears collecting in his eyes as well, "Of geez, did I do something wrong?!" You shook your head, leaning over and wrapping a hug around sans. When you touches him he had fences up, however when he realized you were giving him a hug, he relaxed into you, hugging you back. "Oh good."

You gave him a soft squeeze before pulling away, "Sans, please.. Your drunk, stop saying stuff if you don't mean it." Sans chuckled, "but.. I do mean it."

You felt your cheeks grow hot, looking down at sans. He sat up straight, placing his hands on your cheeks. You felt yourself fence up, looking at him in confusion. Your chest tightened up as you realized what he was doing. He leaned over to you, his eyes narrowing, the right one glowing that soft blue. (IM SORRY PEOPLE. PLEASE DONT HATE ME)

aAs his face came close to your, you pulled away, watching him recoil. His face dropped, the eye glowing even more. You felt bad, watching him stutter, "(Y/N).. I-I.. oh god sorry, I should of know, what am I d-doing!?"

You frowned even more, bringing him into a hug. "I'm sorry sans.. Your drunk and I... I don't want you to do something you will regret. Cmon.. Let's get you home." he sniffled, gripping your shirt tightly.

You picked him up, giving grillby an apologetic smile as you carried him out the door, letting him burry his face in the crook of your neck.

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He had fallen asleep long before you got him home, laying him down on the couch. Inside your heart, you really hope all the things he said were true. And that he really did want to kiss you... But it meant nothing if he wasn't sober.. Is he wouldn't remember. Sighing, you sat down next to him, closing you eyes softly and leaning against the armstool.
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I'm so horrible. Hahaha.

Okay so there we go. I'll write the next chapter immedietly. I'm sorry there isn't much to each chapter, I like diving them by story line. Besides.. THE SUSPENCE.. HEHE..

Okay, hope you all enjoy your thanksgiving if you celebrate it.