That Special Kind of Love

Chapter 13

So when Alphys finally pulled up to the house, Undyne had managed to smash Sans and my own face together in a kiss, that wasn't a kiss, more like a weird face tackle that wasn't very comfortable.

To be clearer, she took my head and Sans's skull and just mashed them together. She was having too much fun, cause she admitted that Sans and me were her OTP.

"You're ship is going to sink, crash, burn, and everything will go to hell." I had said to her.

This is not because I didn't like Sans, oh boy howdy no. I'm 99% sure that I have a huge ass fucking crush on the guy. Like so fucking huge that you could use it as a fucking boat. But hey, I'm awkward at these things and don't know how to act, so I keep my mouth shut. *Taba now realizes that main character is basically a reincarnation of herself. Taba looks at her fuzzy socks and rethinks her life while munching on bread.* 

Undyne and Alphys walk to the house and go inside before Sans and I, but we wait outside for a minute. "Uh.." I start. "Uh.... UH......................."

"Uh?" Sans repeats with a chuckle.

"Uh... I ... uh... Dunno how to handle this, so... uh... sorry if I was... uh... awkward... UH.........................." I make a run for the door, but Sans grabs my wrists and keeps me in place.

"Oh, Katrina. Clam down." He says before winking. "I enjoyed it, and I could tell you did too." He presses his teeth to the back of my hand.

II feel my face flush and I stand still. "UUUUUUHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I say after a moment. "I-I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT! I NEVER SAID THAT I LIKED IT! I DON'T CARE ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED!" I shout without thinking.

Sans's brow bone raises and he pulls my wrist down, so my face is level with his. "If you don't care about it, then I'm sure you wouldn't care if I did it again, hm?" He says, smirking like an asshole.

"OF COURSE I WOULDN'T! IT'S NOT LIKE IT AFFECT ME AT ALL! HAHAHA!" I fake laugh a bit.

He rolls his eye-light thingies, then pulls my face closer to his, but before his teeth can meet my lips, the door opens.

"HAH! I KNEW YOU TWO WERE A THING!" Shouts Undyne.

I feel heat rush to my face as I attempt to pull away from Sans, but he holds me there. "I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT UNDYNE! YOU'RE READING SOMETHING WRONG! I WAS JUST TELLING HIM A SECRET! SO SHUT UP!" I yell at her, turning my face towards her.

"NEVER!" She says with a smirk before turning and going back into the house.

I can hear her shouting inside and groan, turning my head back to Sans, who looks amused. "What?" I ask wearily.

"You're cute." Is all he says before nuzzling his teeth into my lips.

I feel even more heat rush to my face as I rest my hands on his cheek bones. I feel is grin widen against my lips, and I reciprocate with a smile of my own. I hear a click of a camera, and I pull way from him, whipping around to find Frisk, who's holding a camera and on top of Undyne's shoulders, Undyne herself, and Papyrus, who seemed to be cheering us on. I feel my face flush and I pull my arms into my hoodie and then pull the head hole over my head.

I hear Sans chuckle, and grab one of my arm sleeves. "Welp, looks like Katrina became a turtle. We should probably leave her, she'll just slow us down." I pop my head out of the hoodie and frown at him with a hiss. "Are you a turtlecat?" He asks, quirking a brow bone.

"Yes." I say, before bolting inside.

I jump over the back of the couch and plop down on it, face first. I roll over and shake my glasses off my head, not freeing my arms. 

After a moment, a hand pulls up my head, a body sits down where my head originally was, and my head is placed on the person's lap. I blink a bit and look at the person. It's Sans, why the hell wouldn't it be, and I feel my face flush.

His eye sockets were fixated on the TV screen and I move my head a bit, looking at the screen. Frisk had made her way to the floor in front of the couch, and is watching a rerun of my most recent show. I quietly questioned how it was already up, but just blew it off.

I close my eyes and turn my head to the back of the couch, pulling my arms into my sleeves, and wrap my arms around Sans. I bury my face into his spine, and sigh.

His hand, almost unconsciously, moved to my head, and started petting my hair, running his bony fingers through it.

I sigh happily and start to sing softly. (I don't own the song or the writer and yyyyyyyyaaaaaaaa!)

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are grey
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away

I repeat the four lines a couple of times before I hear someone yell that its time for dinner. I jolt, hitting my forehead against one of Sans's ribs. I blink and pull away from him, muttering, "S-Sorry."

"It's snowkay." He says.

I frown and poke at the rib I hit, trying to figure out if it was injured or not, but I couldn't tell over the fluffy jacket. "Lemme see it." I say, tugging at the zipper to his hoodie.

His skull grew blue. "You're eager to undress me." He says, and I just roll my eyes, getting to the bottom of the zipper. "I promise it's fine!"

"You have something you're trying to hide from me?" I ask, lifting his shirt a bit, to inspect the bone.

His skull turns a darker shade of blue and he tries to tug his shirt down. "Water you doing?"

I hold the shirt in a firm grip. "Making shore I didn't hurt you." I mutter.

I release his shirt with a happy sigh, and zip up his hoodie again. Then I see his blue skull. "Awww, look who's embarrassed." I say.

His skull returns to it's white color, and he stood up to go to the table. I follow him after a short second and sit beside him. He talks to Papyrus about the spaghetti he had made, and I sigh, eating my own food in silence.

After dinner, I sat back down on the couch, Frisk in front of the couch again, and Sans beside me. I turn to look at him, and make sure that Frisk is thoroughly entertained by the TV, before asking, "What are we?"

He looked over at me, and grinned. We stared at each other before he lifted up his jacket. "Does this feel li-"

"Like boyfriend material?" I poke it. "Nope." I say, before poking his skull. "But this does."

He attempts at a frown, but his smile really just grew wider. "You ruined my joke."

"It was horrible." I say, nuzzling my face into his jacket.

"Was it going to unbearable?"

"Probably."

"Ah." Was all he said, wrapping his arms around me.

"Ah, shoot." I say, looking up at Sans, and he quirks his brow bone. "I totally told Undyne that her ship was going to crash and burn... Now I have to tell her that the ship has sailed." I groan. "Fuuuuuuuu-dge my life." I mutter, almost cursing, but knowing Toriel would probably have my head. 

I'M SORRY THIS IS CARP! IS IT AT LEAST GOOD CARP? NO? OKAY...

UHHHHHHHHHHHH, HERE, EVERYONE CAN HAVE AN APOLOGY STICKER BECAUSE THIS ENDED UP AS CARP. I AM THE SORRIES!

I LOVE ALL YOU WONDERFUL HUMANS, THOUGH! ~Taba ^~^