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Warm Hearts -Grillby X Reader-

This is gender-neutral!!
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We find our hero sitting in Grillby's. They put a shot glass to their lips, letting the burning sensation hit them. "I'll take another one of those, Grillby." They said, looking at the flaming man. Grillby looked at them, adjusting his glasses and nodding hesitantly.
He poured our hero a glass of their poison, and let them drink it.
The hero blinked their eyes. "Yo, that wasn't a fire-shot, was it?" Grillby shook his head, motioning to the counter. On the bar counter sat a freshly-opened jug of milk.

Grillby led our hero by the hand to an empty booth. All of them were empty since it was almost closing time. Sans sat at the bar, sleeping with a bottle of ketchup in his hand.
Grillby pulled out a whiteboard and a a whiteboard market.
"What's going on, kid?"
He wrote. Uh oh. He must've realized that you were drinking more than usual. "Nothing,Grillby."
Grillby grabbed a glass and the milk, leading the hero outside. They sat in the cold snow. He wrote again.
"Tell me, (Y/N)."
You sighed.
"I wanna go home, Grillby. "
He pointed at Sans through the glass. You giggled.
"No, Grillbz. I mean home. The over world."
Grillby's flames seemed to die a little. They didn't crackle like before. The hero noticed this and hugged him. "Don't worry, Grillbz. It's not like I can get up there in a split second, so I'm not leaving yet." All of a sudden, our hero felt themselves being enveloped in a warm hug.
(GET IT?!?)
Grillby was holding (Y/N) close to him, letting his flames envelope them. They didn't burn, however. They simply kept (Y/N) warm.
Grillby wrote one last thing on the whiteboard.
"I love you."
He erased it and simply enjoyed the moment with (Y/N).

"Hey Grillby?"
He was startled by (Y/N)'s sudden but adorable voice. He stared them in the eyes.

"I love you too."
(Y/N) pressed their lips to the emptiness where Grillby's lips would've been, and hugged him.