Underswap|When She Cries [BOOK 4]

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You were finally outside of the skeleton's household. You couldn't take the awkwardness you had created inside and made a terrible choice of going outside to let it 'cool off' as you would say. Little did you know that it only worsen things out. You sighed for the nth time today after leaving the house and decided to just walk it off.

While you were at it, different thoughts trespassed your mind unwillingly until, "HUMAN?" A sweet, deep and adorable voice called, snapping you out of your trance. You faze quickly landed on a short skeleton in front of you, a grocery bag in both of his hands as he gazed up at you with his shimmering ocean blue pupils that currently had the star shaped thing in them, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT HERE?" He asked you curiously, tilting his head to the side, you almost aww'd at how cute it made him look, "Oh, I, uhm. . . ." you trailed off, debating whether or not to answer his question.

"OH, DID BROTHER MADE YOU EAT HIS SPAGHETTIS AGAIN? I HAVE TOLD HIM THAT HE MAKES MAD SPAGHETTIS, BUT HE ALSO MAKES AMAZING TACOS." You giggled amusedly at how the shorter skeleton, Sans, was blabbering around his brother. He seemed to be pleased to find a smile across your lips and by the little tiny giggles you had released.

"You're too cute." You told him, watching as a light tint of blue brushed against his cheeks, that star shape thing in his eyes soon changing into a heart shaped one, "You okay, Sansy?" You smiled down at him, Sans quickly brushing off a thought he had, but the heart remains, "HUMAN!" He exclaimed, startling you, "S-SORRY. B-BUT WE M-MUST FIGHT AFTER I MAKE YOU AND MY BROTHER SOME TACOS! I-I NEED TO CAPTURE YOU SOON!" He declared, making you smile.

"Okay, after tacos?" You asked hopefully and he nodded, "Y-YES, OF COURSE! AFTER TACOS." He stuttered, you grinned widely at him, carrying the rest of the grocery bag from him, "Let's go then?" You beamed, him nodding and following after you adorably. You've reached their home within a minute and saw Papyrus sitting on the couch with his head inside his hands.

"BROTHER?" Sans called, Papyrus jolted into an upright position and quickly pang his head to your direction, "sans! y/n. . . ." he trailed off, his eyes locked gazes with yours as you uncomfortably stood there, looking anywhere but his eyes, you felt another pair or orbs onto yours and you were feeling twice as uncomfortable as you were, "Hey, let's make some tacos!" You reluctantly said, pushing the shorter skeleton inside their kitchen forcefully and soon stumbling into each other.

The both of you groaned and soon shared a laugh, Papyrus quickly darted to where you two were only be freeze on his spot a sly, nasty smirk painted across his mouth as he eyed the both of you. Only then have you realized why he was wearing such expression. The position you were in was indeed, how should I word this? Attracting?

Sans was hovering above you, both of his hands on either side of your hair, a knee sitting itself in between your thighs as your arms were wrapped securely around the skeleton's neck, probably by instinct. But the shorter skeleton didn't seem too fazed about the position he was in. How could he? He was too pure for this world! A cinnamon roll meant to be displayed and not eaten.

"you enjoyin' yourself, darling?" He asked you teasingly, "S-Shut up." You groaned, Sans tilted his head down at you and you flashed him a kind smile, making his cheeks flush a bright shade of blue, "bro, wanna lay off the girl? you seem to be enjoying yourself as much as hers." He teased once more, making the shorter skeleton startled.

He pushed himself off of you and blushed profusely, "I-I-I'M S-S-SORRY, HUMAN!" He exclaimed, you waved it off and smiled at him tenderly, you were growing quite attached to the two skeleton, but somehow . . . Papyrus doesn't appeal to you anymore. It seems that this skeleton in front of you had captured your heart successfully . . . without even trying.