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[Underfell] Sans x Reader

*TRIGGER WARNINGS INTENSIFY* WATCH YOURSELVES! THERE WILL BE DARK THEMES AND A LOT OF FEELS. 

Every Possible Mistake
Heathens - Twenty Øne Piløts

You sit on the bar stool with a bottle that appeared to be mustard, but it was far from that. You just stay there motionless, with your head buried in your arms. You feel a rough grip on your shoulder, you know exactly who it is from the size of the boney hand. Flowey is sat next to you in his boot, forcing a smile as he tries to coax you out of it.

"There you are, pet." The harsh voice of Fell says "Don't fucking go running off like that."

He stands there, waiting for a response that he was never given. You set the bottle down on the counter. He growls and picks you up by the collar of the red jacket you took from him. He shakes you roughly as Flowey cries out.

"H-Hey! Leave them alone!" He exclaims

"Shut up ya stupid flower." He hisses

Flowey shuts his mouth, fearing for his life as he helplessly stares at you. You feel tears come to your eyes and you bring your hands up to your eyes. The hood around your head fell, revealing your messy hair. Fell shakes you again.

"Come on! Not even gonna fight back, pet?" He asks, slightly worried

The tears fall and you hiccup, covering your mouth as you just stare at the ground. Memories flash through your mind of Sans, YOUR Sans not this one.

"Sans.." You whisper, choking out a sob

"What?" He asks, raising an eyebrow

"I miss his smile.. I miss his lame jokes.. I miss the way he cared for others.. I miss Papyrus and his horrible spaghetti.. I miss.. I miss my determination"

"[F-F/n]!" Flowey gapes

You bring your hand down to your arm that was covering your mouth. You grip it tightly, beginning to shake. Fell sets you down and tilts his head at you as you turn to him, showing him your bruised face, the tear stains, the new tears, you didn't even look like you had any determination left in you.

You turn away and walk over to Flowey, picking him up and bringing him to your chest. You hug the little boot he's in and he lets his leaves wrap around your chest, being as they couldn't go very far. Fell puts a hand on your shoulder, this one more gentle then the one a few minutes ago. You look over at him and hug him, crying into his other jacket.

"Look pet, I know you miss your Sans.. but he's not coming back.." Fell says quietly

"Don't you think I know that?!" You hiss.

You shove yourself away from him and he drops you onto the floor. Flowey drops to the floor with a soft 'ow'.

"I'm stuck here and each day I wake up to you and your Papyrus-who absolutely hates me by the way. I mean at this point I'd rather have your Undyne find me and fucking kill me! I walk down the street and just get glares and death threats and.. and..." You trail off

You drop to your knees and take handfuls of your hair. You just stay there, trembling. Fell stares at you in surprise with a raised eyebrow. Flowey doesn't know how to respond to what you just said, the words he keeps trying to form just never manage to come out.

"I'm just sick of this.." You whisper

Flowey forces himself over to you, crawling over to you slowly. He wraps himself around you, uprooting himself from his boot. You guess it's his Flower-y way of giving you a real hug. Fell shoves his hands into his pockets, his eye glowing red.

"I'll be right back." He growls lowly

He walks out of Grillby's and you pull yourself back up to the counter. You grab your mustard bottle and quietly start drinking out of it again. Fell eventually walks back in. He wraps his arms around you from behind and brings you against his chest.

"There pet, it's taken care of." He smiles

You turn to him, questioningly. You look out the window, smiling at the different monsters who now lied and ran away beaten. You turn to Fell and wrap your arms around him, pressing your lips against his teeth in a kiss of sorts. His cheek bones burn a bright red color that illumintates the room. He doesn't know how to respond since PDA wasn't something that really ever happened.

"Thanks Fell." You say softly

Flowey looks away, one of his leaves shielding his view of the sight.