Mid-Spring. (SansxReader)

Chapter11: Ketchup Packets

You made it home safely with Sans lazily following behind that night. It's been a few weeks after, here you are in your apartment scrambling to get ready for your first class of this semester.

"What time is it?!"

You are crazy with anxiety, you look at your watch to see its 9:28 am, your first class starts at 10:00 am. You run out the door, waiting impatiently at the bus stop down the street. You occupied your mind with in place jogging without a care of what the other people thought of you, at this point all that mattered was to get to your class on time so no crashers get your seat on the roster instead.

You made it to campus at 9:45 am but unfortunately you never took time to see where your class was on campus, you rushed to look for the building number then room number. Finally you found the room with a minute to spare, you popped open the door to see a open a sea of unfamiliar face turn to look at you. You blush, fixing your gaze towards the floor as you walk down steps to a open seat on the fourth row.

You hear a chuckle behind you as you sunk into embarrassment. Good going, great first im-

"Great first impression kid."

You whipped your head around, to see the smug smile of a certain skeleton.

"S-Sans?!"

You whisper hoarsely,

"Oh god.."

His smile shines all the more brighter and then he winks his eye-socket at you. You can't help it but wanna die now sounds way better then feeling the weight of his stare.

For the rest of the class you kept as much focus as you could on taking notes. With class finally done, you scramble to gather your notebooks and pencils into your bag. You look like an idiot already, kinda just digging yourself deeper into the hole as usual.

"Kid, what's the hurry?"

Dammit.

"Ha, just my next class. I didn't know you attended college...?"

"Was interested yknow."

You shrugged in agreement,

"Alright then, but you kind of are in a human anatomy class, you know that right?"

"I can read."

You laughed, Sans jokingly punches the your shoulder.

"Well, I should get to my next class then. See you around yea?"

Sans nods, you walk off waving goodbye.  You were a lot calmer in your other class, maybe it's cause there wasn't a skeleton there to rattle your bones. Heh. 

Finished with the classes you had for the day, it's nearly 5 o clock, what now? While pondering your stomach speaks so loudly that the other students passing by began to snicker. You head on over to the cafe on the campus, maybe a sandwich and some chips would suffice. You look around for some jalapeño kettle chips, you also ordered a half sandwich and grabbed a iced tea lemonade. Falling in line for the register, you look around scanning the area. Everyone is chatting with one another, makes you feel a bit lonely but at the same time at peace, not sure if that makes any sense but it's somewhat soothing. It's now your turn, as the cashier scans your items and tells you the total, you scramble for your wallet. In your bag. Your wallet. Wallet? It's not there. Your heart sinks, you stare at the food that would've been yours then back at the cashier, you open your mouth to apologize for wasting their time but then some one speaks instead.

"I got it."

Startled, you turn to see Sans again wallet in his hand and reaching in paying for your food. Stunned and mouth slightly ajar. Sans leaning forward behind you towards the cashier whispers into your ear unnoticed by everyone around.

"You should keep your mouth close kid, don't wanna catch a fly."

His hushed husky voice with a warm magical breathe tingled ever so sweetly against your earlobe. You quickly shut your mouth as Sans grabbed your things for you and walked towards the exit with you in tow. Outside Sans seated himself at an open table under the sun.

"You like saving me huh?"

You relished in the thought, but your facial expressions didn't reveal how happy you were.

Sans looks up at you, you haven't taken a seat yet and now are making assumptions.

"Ha, nah. You just make it too easy kid."

Your face warms again, but now you feel like an idiot. What good was it making assumptions and further more why were you sad about not hearing that he was really saving you..? Could you possibly-

"Here ya go kid."

Sans breaks your train of thought handing your sandwich over.

"Oh. Oh yeah. Thank you."

You open the plastic packaging that holds your sandwich, at this point you are drooling. As you inhale your sandwich in the corner of your eye you catch Sans pulling small packets of ketchup out of his pants pockets; tearing them open and sucking on them.

You laugh mentally when Sans catches you looking, you were used to it by now.

"So kid whatcha up to now?"

You swallowed the last remains of your sandwich.

"Done for the day, you?"

"Same. Wanna come over? Papyrus has been wanting to hang with you again."

You raise your eyebrow.

"Oh Papyrus, and you? Do you wanna hang with me again?"

You feel a smirk growing on the corner of your mouth.

"Ha, hang with you? Eh."

Sans shrugs lazily as usual, nothing exciting leaving you with slight disappointment in the response. Eh. I mean what do you expect? It's Sans.

"Alright, I'm done to hang. Are we just hanging out at your place?"

Sans stands up and gathers his empty ketchup packets from the table to throw away at a nearby trash can.

"Kinda sorta, not really. Why did you have a place in mind for us to hang?"

You thought about it, what can you guys do.

"Don't hurt yourself kid, we can just watch tv."

Sans kids around, then it hits you.

"Laser tag."