Sans POV
I lay in a rather awkward position, on top of the surprised girl, and tears started falling from my eyes. I held onto her shoulders, and began to cry, trying to coherently say "Don't ever even think of doing that" without much success. She comforted me, stroking my back and reassuring me, although her voice was emotionless. Not cold, but not warm. Separate, like she was distracted. When I regained sight, as my tears stopped, she gently peeled me off of her and curled into a ball, then stayed motionless. Her eyes were blank, dead, again. When we integrated her into the group, her eyes had gained more life, not looking blank, emotionless and fully-given up. They gained colour, not being a dull E/C-grey but a bright, vibrant E/C. Now they had returned to their lifeless state, and she looked like she was on the brink of crying, despite having an emotionless face. Toriel came over, the caring soul she was, and tried to comfort her after about 2 minutes. "My child are you alright?" "..." "Y/-" "Oh. I'm fine." Y/N sounded like she didn't care, and Toriel's hand slipped off her shoulder as she abruptly stood, walking quickly out the door, almost out the HQ, then stopped abruptly, walking back in and into her room.
Y/N POV
I can't believe... He stopped me. He actually stopped me. Did he suddenly care about me or something? No... Impossible! Right? Toriel seemed so worried, there was sadness and worry coating her voice. She cares? Is this what it feels like to be cared about? As I lay, blank-face-up, on my bed, I fell asleep, these thoughts filling my mind.
Undyne POV
I was shocked. She wanted to... Why? I mentally shook my head. It didn't matter. All that mattered was that she was hiding her knowledge of her powers. Unless she was telling the truth... but that would be impossible! She would tell us if she knew... wouldn't she?
Frisk POVI was terrified for Y/N. Why would she try and do that to herself? I may be a part of the Mobster gang but I had a soul too. I wanted to help her, no matter what. She probably needed some time alone, but... No. It could wait. I was surprised I hadn't noticed the dead look in her eyes when she came here, or if I did I hadn't processed it. She seemed so sad and broken, though she kept an emotionless mask on, as always. If you would look, not just at her, but into her, you could have seen what I saw. No-one else had noticed it until now, either.
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FanfictionOkay. I've decided. This is an Undermafia Sans x op!reader. You are amazing at hand-to-hand, and you weapons of choice are blades, but you can shoot a gun well too. You are fast, agile, strong, and very smart, but you have one problem. This is a wor...