(Sans x Reader) When Two Souls Meet

A Tale of Resets

Sans' Perspective

I stare straight ahead as the kid's sister and I walk out towards the ruins. I'd suggested it so we could get away from Paps and the kid... but I'm beginning to regret it now. Beyond the crunching of the snow beneath our feet, it's unnervingly silent. The girl hasn't said anything since we left, and it's starting to get to me.

Welp, this is awkward.

I sneak a look at her, and can't help but cringe when I find that she looks absolutely miserable. The poor girl must be freezing—she's trembling ever so slightly, and her arms are wrapped around herself to try and conserve whatever little body heat she has left.

Feeling the weight of my stare, she starts to turn to look at me. I quickly face forwards again, unwilling to meet her eye. ...I'm not sure why, though. I'm the one that asked her to walk with me. Why is it so hard to start up a conversation?

In the absence of anything to say, I slowly slip off my jacket. There's a good chance we'll be out here for a while, and I'm not just going to let her freeze to death. I try to meet her eye when I hold my jacket out to her, but I just can't seem to manage it.

"Oh! U-uh... you don't h-have to..." she says, teeth chattering. I try to come up with a pun or something to lighten the mood, but for the first time in a long time, nothing comes to mind.

"Just take it," I mutter, looking away. "I'm a skeleton. I don't get cold."

After a slight hesitation, she takes it.

"Th-thanks," she murmurs.

"Heh. No problem," I say, making a momentous effort to look her in the eye. "What would the kid say if we went back and you were... frozen..."

My mind goes completely blank, and I find myself staring at her. Seeing her wearing my jacket like that, it's... it's so... After a few moments, some unfamiliar feeling drives me to look away. Embarrassment, maybe?

Definitely embarrassment, I assure myself.

"Sans?" she asks. A shiver runs down my spine when she says my name, and I can feel my cheekbones warm slightly.

"Sans... are you blushing?"

"W-what?" I stammer, caught completely off-guard by the question.

"Your cheekbones are turning blue."

"No they're not!"

"Huh," she says suspiciously.

"It's just cold out. That's all," I say indignantly.

"Hmm..." she says thoughtfully, a mischievous smile making its way onto her face. "I thought you said skeletons don't get cold?"

I walked into that one. Wait... this is perfect.

"They don't," I say, jumping on the opportunity. "They get chilled to the bone."

The girl stares at me for a moment. She tries to hold it back, but she eventually starts laughing. And, just like that, the tension that'd been in the air for the last few minutes completely fades away.

Heh, still got it.

"Wow," she gasps, "that was really bad."

"I still gotta laugh out of it, though," I say, winking at her. We fall back into silence, but this time, it's more of a friendly silence.