Sorry About That (Gaster!Sans x Reader)

YOU HAVEN'T EVEN MOVED IN YET

It was Saturday, your day off, and you took advantage of it. That's right, PJ's all day and ice cream for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Maybe you should order pizza, though.

You were aware of G coming over later today, but it was completely removed from your mind as you surrendered your will to the cheesy romance movie. God, you felt so lame but JEREMY WHY WOULD YOU RUN, SHE LOVES YOU-

Just as you were about to throw your spoon at the TV in boiling anger, your doorbell rang. Distracted, you got up and went to the door, answering it curiously.

You were met with two scarred eye sockets, white lights shining in them and staring down at you. How did you not notice how much taller this guy was than you before?

Also, did you forget to mention your PJ's were a simple tank top and undies? The ones with skeleton hands on the rear? You swore to god your face was burning off. Why, you wondered, why was this your fate? Your cruel, horrid fate?

"we have got to stop doing this, doll." G raised a bone-brow at you, clearly amused and just bathing in your embarrassment with glee. Oh, fuck him. Fuck him for enjoying this.

Then, you realized, you must not let him see the back. DO NOT LET HIM SEE THE BACK OF YOUR UNDERWEAR.

You stared, then smiled oddly wide, laughing a little too giddily. "Haha, yeah, totally, yes. You're moving in? Now? WONderful," Your voice broke and you backed up, trying to make it to the couch for your blanket. "You know what's wonderful? Looking at your beautiful face. We should just stay like this, you know, face to face. Man, you look great today. Don't give me the dissatisfaction of not looking at your face, please. Please." Yes, totally not suspicious. You rocked at this. He totally didn't know you were hiding something. What was there to hide anyway? Who said you were hiding anything?

You were so close to the couch when suddenly G was gone from the doorway. You stopped in your tracks, raising your brows and looking around for him before you heard a laugh behind you.

You completely froze. Did time stop? No, God wouldn't give you that satisfaction. You could still hear G's loud cackling, and you decided there was no God. If there was, you wanted to wring his neck.

Why.

Why this.

You bolted for your couch, taking the blanket and wrapping it tightly around you, glaring at the skeleton that had fallen on the floor from laughing. Good, you were glad he fell.
"oh my Asgore," He gasped, face flushed yellow as he tried to steady his shaking shoulders. "i didn't know... you were so desperate to bone me, doll."

"Stop!! Stop talking!!" You shouted, and you started to kick his sides. Not enough to hurt him severally, but enough to make you satisfied when you heard him groan.

You were about to stop and help him up when he gave you a dirty look. "you know, you could have just asked."

Your blush skyrocketed and you continued to kick him. "I hate you, I hate you!!! I hate you and you aren't even moved in yet!!" G continued to laugh and you made your kicks harder.

"WHAT'S WITH ALL THE YELLING?" A voice came from your doorway, and you stopped your actions, looking over. There stood the tall skeleton from before, Papyrus. He looked at the two of you oddly. "...BROTHER? WHAT DID YOU DO...?"

You knew those two were related!

"sexual harassment," G joked, and you glared. You ran over to Papyrus and tugged at his arm.

"Papyrus! Save me! Tell him to stop being a complete ass!"

"i don't have one, sweetheart. i bet you'd like it if i did-"

"STOP TALKING!" You screeched, and ran for your bedroom, slamming the door behind you. G continued to cackle, but had calmed down by the time you came out of the room with shorts on. And different underwear. You were going to burn the skeleton ones(a shame, because they were comfortable, but your dignity was on the line), you swore.

"Where's your stuff? If you continue to tease your property might mysteriously start breaking." You frowned, heading for the door. The skeleton smirked and followed you out, Papyrus confusingly following behind. He didn't ask, though, making you extremely happy. Or he wasn't asking because G had already ratted you out. You hoped for the former.

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G's stuff was all in house now, unpacked and in his room. Papyrus had left after giving his brother a lecture on behaving and "BE RESPECTFUL TOWARDS THE HUMAN!". You stared at G while Papyrus told him this, but all he did was smirk in response. Cocky bastard.

"Alright, G." You sighed, leaning on his doorway. "I was going to order pizza for dinner, are you okay with that?"

"actually," the skeleton stood up from his spot on the bed, "as a thanks i was hoping i could make dinner. kinda good at it."

You were genuinely shocked by the offer, but nodded quickly. "Dude, heck yeah. I haven't had a good home cooked meal in ages."

"do you always order takeout?" G frowned at that. "that's not very healthy." You just laughed.

"Emphasis on 'good', G."

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"Oh my god." You dropped your fork. Yes, you actually fucking dropped it. And you thought the smell was good? You stared at your new roommate with stars practically in your eyes. "..oh my god," you repeated, speechless.

"i'm guessing it's good then?" G chuckled at you, taking a drink of the wine you had pulled out to 'celebrate' somewhat. He wasn't complaining. And jeez, neither were you.

"Marry me please," You suddenly blurted, taking his hand. "Marry me and cook for me every night."

He gave you an amused look, just smiling as he rolled his eyes and took his hand away. "that's a yes to it being good, then." The next time he looked at you, you were shoving the stir fry in your face with a strong vigor. Like it was the first time you have eaten in ages. G snorted.

"GOof? If amafin g!"

"try again, sweetheart."

You gulped your food and took a deep gulp of your wine. "I said it's amazing!" You groaned, melting in your chair. "I haven't had a good meal in years.... Okay I might be exaggerating but whatever. Consider yourself fully excused from your dick attitude before," you waved your fork at the skeleton, who didn't seem to waver at your name calling. Good.

"oh, thank you, great ___. i am truly blessed to be forgiven for such tyranny." G rolled his eyes, smirk never fully leaving his face. You didn't say, but you noticed that was the first time he used your name. "though i have yet to forgive you for wearing such sinful undies, sweetheart." Aaaand back to the teasing and nicknames.

"It's not like I wore them on purpose! I just had them! Now I have to burn them, even though they were my best pair!" You whined, getting up from your chair and taking your now empty plate to the kitchen and placing the dishes in the sink. You went back to the couch with G, refilling your glass of wine.

"best pair, huh?"

"Oh shut up, G. You know what I mean."

"do i? i don't think i do..."

"Seriously, I'll kick you out if you don't stop teasing!" He could just never give you a break, could he? Woe is you, for letting this teasing fuck live with you in your home.