Kids like YOU (Sans x reader)

Blood Red

You, Sans, and Papyrus had talked things over about the spaghetti incident and everything had worked out alright. Your clothes were still bloody and stained with grass, and you had been wearing them for the whole time you had been down there. It was time to change. You had gotten out of the bed and asked Sans if he had anything you could wear. You looked threw his clothes but most of what he had were gray tee shirts and basketball shorts, and the occasional Mettaton Tee. You found that he mostly had the game outfit.

Eventually you came across a red, long sleeve shirt that came down to your knees when you slipped it on. "Okay Sans, How about this?" He turned to look at what you were wearing. "Hey!! Isn't that my sweater?", he said accusingly and with a little confusion. "Why do you have it on?" He questioned, looking you in the eyes. There was something about the way he looked at you, no matter the emotion, just something in his gaze that felt... different. Like he didn't look at other people that way. "Because", you went on, shaking off the thought "It looked unused and I hope you won't mind if I make a dress out of it or something".

"But-But I love that shirt!", he whined, not too seriously. You gave him a puppy-eyed look and pleaded that he give you something to wear. "Oh alright alright. You can cut up my shirt...", he agreed reluctantly. Sans went down the hall and sat on the kitchen counter where Papyrus was preparing sauce. "Sans, W-what are you doing here?! Don't you have to finish your puzzles!!", Paps nagged. His voice was hoarse and raw from all the tension of you getting here. "Women Paps. Can't live with them, can't live without 'em", was all Sans said.

After you found some thread and a needle that could do the job, you did your best to turn the fabric into a decent dress. You were never really great at sewing in your opinion, nor a fan of peppy dresses, but you would make due. Cutting the fabric, re-sewing it, adding the fabric back to it for a belt that would make it cape your his and figure.

Although it was nice, a tee-shirt and jeans were more your style, maybe the rare band Tee. "Sans can you move! I ,the great Papyrus, needs the most adequate amount of room to make my sauce", Paps said to him very flamboyantly, with hands on hip-bones. Sans was about so say a witty pun but froze in his tracks, as did Papyrus. There you stood, leaning on the frame of the door. The red of the dress, the cut, the way it twirled and caped your figure as you moved made the skeletons' mouths drop open in awe.

"It's no band tee, but it will have to do", you smiled brightly. "WOWWIE!", Papyrus said, breaking the silence. "SANS! The human is ADORABLE! Why did you never TELL ME THAT?!" Sans skeletal face lit up in a blue blush. He stuttered "I-yie-I just...Wow..." Sans was staring at you which made you blush. The pupils, glowing lights in the midst of the darkness of his eye sockets, had the slightest flicker.

It was... almost mesmerizing. He was fixated on you, and the look in his eyes... it was that same look. The look that Sans gave you, ONLY you... like you're what he wants. It was... a bit flattering, and a bit... subduing. "Okay, enough with the staring contest guys. Paps, what's cooking?" You could see Pap's eyes bulge "Oh right! MY NOODLES ARE OVER BOILING!!!" he said, frantically running back to the stove.

You looked over your shoulder at Sans who was still in awe. "(Y/N)...", he started. You turned and gazed into his eye sockets. "Yeah?" "Well...", he hesitated ,"you look-uh...". "Pretty spectacular?", you finished. "I was gonna say 'boo-tyful', but that works too". He chuckled nervously, you giggled, and you could see the light blue blush grow deeper on his cheeks. "I...um... wanted to know--" He kept choking up, getting caught on his words. It was quite dorkish... and adorable. "-Well, that is, if you wanted to... uh... maybe go to Grillby's later o-or something?"

You stood there for a bit, shocked. This is SANS, the one you have been crushing on so hard, the one you've read fanfics about. And he actually was asking you out!! You couldn't help but blush a deep deep red; Sans was still looking at you intently, waiting for you to say.
"...Yes~"