Time Takes All (challenge complete)

Story 11: 9 months later

Sorry I didn't update for so long! I was too busy dressing up as Sans for Dragoncon! (Yes, that's me) As well as binge watching My Hero Acedemia (if you like anime, you should watch it it's awesome!)

Frisk P.O.V.

Frisk thought this day would never come. She remembered it as though it were only a few days ago. Jayden taking her out to dinner, then taking her to the famed bridge of the Ground Capital. While looking out, he asked her what her favorite tv show was. This got her into a serious fan girl stage, her voice elated when she spoke about her favorite characters and seasons. She literally twirled around when she spoke about the epic fight between the two main characters. But, when she completed her twirl, she saw that Jayden was holding a delicate ring in between his index and thumb. She felt her heart stop, and her throat constricted when she gasped in surprise
"I asked you the same question when we first began to date. I just thought it would be best to complete it full circle."
At saying this, Jayden quickly got down onto his right knee and held out the ring to Frisk.
"Frisk Dreemur, will you marry me?"
It was obvious what she said next, otherwise she wouldn't be here, before the wedding rehearsal, attempting by herself to put on the fancy dress that Toriel was making her wear.
"Just because it's the rehearsal and you cant wear your dress in front of Jayden doesn't mean you can't look nice." She said. Frisk didn't like to fight, so she simply agreed and was putting I this light blue dress that covered almost every inch of her skin, ankles to wrist.
Well, it wasn't covering her back, because she was having trouble getting the zipper up. Despite her being flexible after Mettaton's dancing lessons, she still couldn't reach the middle of her back.
"Seriously, after saving the entire monster race, I'm having trouble with a DRESS of all things!" She was broken out of her concentration when she heard a small, hesitant knock on her bedroom door.
"Just give me another minute! I'm having trouble."
"Frisk, it's me. Can I... come in?"
Frisk felt her eyes widened. She hadn't heard that voice in almost a year. She stopped trying to zip her dress and faced the door.
"Come in."
The doorknob clicked, and the hinges squeaked as Sans slowly walked in, the look of shyness and past guilt clinging onto his features. After coming in, he stood there for a short while, as well as Frisk, neither one speaking.
"So... You like really nice." Sans complimented
"Why are you here?" Frisk wanted to be direct. She didn't have time for idle chitchat. Sans was caught off guard with her approach, and shied away a bit.
"I... I..." He stuttered
"Well?" She sneered.
"I'm sorry."
Frisk was not expecting that. She could fell the strange weight I her stomach slowly fade away, and her brain was trying to piece together what he was saying.
"I know you're happy. I mean, you have this great guy going out with you and wanting to spend the rest of his life with you, and here I come in, telling you how I feel. I don't want to ruin your relationship at all. If anything, I'm happy your in a relationship with him. I-"
Sans was cut off when Frisk ran to him and hugged him. Tears were starting to form in her eyes.
"Uhhhh..." Was all Sans could say.
"I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have said such a horrible thing to my best friend." She said, her voice cracking on the word friend. She couldn't help it. She started to gently sob into his shoulder. Sans's arms hesitantly began to pat her back, knowing that that was how you comfort someone in a movie and not knowing a better way.
When Frisk finally caught her breath and took a step back, she saw that Sans was hardly fazed at all. He was smiling, trying his best to not make her feel upset.
"So he really has accepted that I love someone else.' Frisk though, 'There's no pain in just telling him."
"You know, there was another reason why I was so upset with you."
Sans didn't say anything, and just raised a non-existent eyebrow.
"I.. Used to have a crush on you."
At hearing this, Sans lost his cool composure, and was beginning to fluster in an almost comical sort of way.
"I-uh-you the-uh...when?" Was all he could say.
"When I fell into the Underground. You helped me get through the hell of fighting others with all your bad puns, and your kindness as well."
Sans calmed down slightly, and looked at Frisk with a bashful expression. Another awkward silence ensued, until Frisk broke the silence.
"Know that a still love Jayden, but I've wanted to this when I was younger."
At saying that, she leaned in and kissed Sans.
It wasn't one of those passionate kisses that you read in those crappy smut novels. It was small and quick. When she looked back at him, San was blushing to the point where his face was the color of the sky. But he suddenly broke into a smile.
"That's all I need. Come on, you're going to be late."
Sans pulled Frisk along, who followed with a slight skip, forgetting about her zipper.

Well, there's your first kiss! Enjoy it while it lasts.