Where I Belong ~Undertale Story~

Chapter 11

~Confessions~

-=Sans' P.O.V=-

She looked so peaceful when she slept. Just by looking at her, ya never would have guessed that she's been through a lot. I feel sorry for her but knowing her, she wouldn't want anyone's pity. So I didn't give her any. She said she hated when people saw the weak side of her. Probably scared people would use that against her. Well I certainly won't and I know no one else will either. Or they'll have to deal with me.

I lied when I said I didn't have any questions. There were a couple but I didn't want them answered while she was in such fragile condition. There was, however, a question not portraying to her life story. Why did I care so much? I mean, eventually another human is going to fall down here and they will either be good or bad. And they're going to have the power to reset this timeline. And she will be lost to me. Not knowing she's met me before.

So what was the point? Was she worth all this trouble? I guess I'd like to think so. She's been through a lot and I don't want her to have to go through all this pain again. It's painful for her but it's unbearable to see her like this. I guess....I had feelings for her. Maybe that's the entire reason I don't want to see her hurt.

I sigh, picking her up gently. We were surrounded in my blue magic and then were back in the living room of my house. Papyrus seemed to still be fast asleep. Dad too. I guess that's good. No commotion. No fuss. I carried her up to my room and opened the door.

Gaster was standing right in my doorway. I jumped a little but relaxed when I realized it was just him.

Gaster: "Where were you 2 at such a late hour?"
Me: "we were just out and about. she needed a bit of peace so i took her to waterfall to calm her while she told me her story."
Gaster: "She cried, didn't she?"
Me: "yeah. it's terrible, the things that happened to her. i couldn't imagine what it was like in her shoes. i guess she was right when she said i don't know what it's like in her mind."
Gaster: "Terrible things happen to good people. Take her to bed. I am sure she is exhausted after all that."

I nodded and he disappeared, letting me pass into my room. I layed her on my bed and covered her up. I didn't need her getting cold and sick on top of exhausted and broken. I took one last look at her sleeping form and exited to the living room. I lay on the couch for a few minutes, mulling over everything she told me. To be honest, it pissed me off to my very core. Humans are the real monsters.

I closed my eye sockets and let sleep wash over me.

-=My P.O.V=-

I awoke and blinked the sleep out of my eyes. I sat up as a blanket falls off of me. I looked around and realized I was in Sans' room. Guess he brought me here last night when I passed out on him. I remember last night vividly. I hated having to explain all that again and looking so weak. Especially in front of him. He must have felt pity for me. I hate pity.

I slide off the bed groggily and make my way out of the room. On the way out, I trip on his treadmill and fall with a thud. Ow. I guess I'm not fully awake. I get up and see a smiling skeleton standing in the doorway, laughing at me.

Sans: "morning sleeping beauty. a little clumsy this morning, are we?"
Me: "You know if you had one, I'd say shove it up your ass. But your face makes up for it."
Sans: "ooh feisty. i would assume you're not a morning person."
Me: "Don't assume things. It makes an ass out of u and me."

He laughed at that and so did I. I shoved him out of his own room and he did the same. This went on until Papyrus asked me to help him with his breakfast spaghetti. Guess he forgave us. I gladly accepted but just supervised. I told him he had to do it himself this time.

After cooking the noodles, I picked one out of the pot. Papyrus asked what I was doing and I told him that this was a little trick to test if the noodles were done. But instead of throwing it against the wall or ceiling, I took aim and threw it at the back of Sans' skull. It stuck to it and Papyrus stifled a laugh. I told him they were done and to take it off the heat.

Sans looked at us both with empty sockets. We stopped laughing and looked away from his gaze.

"W H I C H O N E O F Y O U T H R E W T H A T?"

Papyrus and I both pointed at each other. I suddenly felt a force grab hold of me and bring me face-to-skull with Sans. He stared at me for a long time and I did the same until I kissed the top of his cranium. The lights in his eyes returned quickly and a bright blue blush spread across his cheekbones. His magic dissipated and I laughed at his reaction.

Sans looks away from me as I continue to laugh.

Sans: "it's not that funny."
Me: "You sure? I find it...humerus"
Sans: "ya think so huh?"
Me: "Absolutely. I-"

He grabs my hand and pulls me towards him and I fall into his lap. He looks at me with those white pinpricks of his. The look is rather intimidating and I suddenly lose my train of thought. His face gets closer to mine and I suddenly feel mine heat up. After a few seconds of this, he starts laughing, and I let out a shaky breath.

Sans: "you're right. this is hilarious.
Me: "I hate you so much."
Sans: "aw i love ya too."

My face heats up more and he laughs harder as I stomp back into the kitchen. He almost falls out of his chair so I helped him. I grabbed the chair with magic and threw it across the room. I hear him thud on the ground but he doesn't stop laughing.

A little later, after cleaning up, Sans and I were sitting in the living room, watching Mettaton's god awful show that he seemed to be so famous for. Gaster was out and about and Papyrus was with Undyne. I yawn in boredom and Sans, being in the same state, mocks me. I throw a glare his way but he only smiles. My mind flicked back to earlier and that heat returned to my face. It was just a joke. Surely he didn't mean it.

Sans: "hey, space cadet. you lost or something?"
Me: "I'm ignoring you."
Sans: "aw come on, sweet cheeks. ya can't still be mad about earlier."
Me: "I can and am. And don't call me sweet cheeks. It's weird."

He just shrugs and turns his attention back to the TV. I couldn't stay still. I was on pins and needles but didn't want to get up. I sighed in irritation and got up, stomping off into the kitchen. Sans was confused and followed me. I chugged a glass of water.

Sans: "hey. you alright b-"
Me: "Did you mean it?"
Sans: "w-what? what are you talking about bud?"

I slammed the glass on the counter, shattering it. A few pieces cut my hand but I didn't care.

"Did. You. Mean. It?!"
Sans: "mean what? i don't know what you're talking about kid."
Me: "Oh my fucking god. Do I have to paint a fucking picture for you?! You said 'I love ya'. DID. YOU. MEAN. IT!! Simple yes or no question!!"

He looked at me horrified. Or was it surprised? Honestly? I couldn't tell. I was pissed off from his nonsensical flirting earlier. I already knew his answer. I threw the shattered glass, storming out.

Except I was stopped when he grabbed my wrist with an iron grip. I looked at him with anger filled eyes.

Sans: "not going to even give me a chance to answer? that's not very nice."
Me: "Oh shove it up your-"
Sans: "yes."
Me: "Yes what?"

It took him a second but he pulled me into his embrace and whispered into my ear.

Sans: "i meant it."

My breath hitched in my throat has he hugged me tight. I was on borderline tears and I hugged back gripping his jacket. I didn't want to let go. And I don't think he did either.

"I guess I love ya too, ya numskull."