Sans x Frisk Short Stories

Too Much Confidence

Frisk's POV
I can't believe Sans just did this!

I was reading Papyrus a bed time story, then his phone buzzed with Grillby calling them over.

Ugh! Can't he be more responsible than drinking ketchup too much?!?

I swung the door open to see Grillby trying to stop Sans from drinking another bottle.

"Sans no..." Grillby tells Sans as he pulls the bottle away.

"S-sannnsss, yeeeessss..." Sans slurred and pulled the bottle back.

I sighed and pulled the ketchup bottle from both their grasps. I put it behind the counter.

"I'm here." I said with a smile.

"Finally, Sans wouldn't stop." Grillby said.

"I'll take it from here, Grillby." I say as he nod and went through the fire exit.

"Come on, Sans..." I tell him as I put his arm over my shoulder.

I start dragging him through the snow back to their house.

"Frrrriiissskk~" he purred in my ear. It felt shivers all over my body.

"Sans, you're drunk. We have to go home." I state.

"Frriskk... *hic* I love you, ya knowwww?~" he purred.

"You... you love me?" I asked feeling warmth creep up to my cheeks.

"Of course I do, kidddoooo~"

Is he saying that because he's drunk? Or he really does love me?

I huff and turn my head to his.

"Sans, tell me-" I got cut off.

You know why? He slipped his tounge in my mouth and kissed me torridly!

He... tastes like ketchup and fries... It tastes good...

I couldn't help but kiss back.

We stopped walking as we did so. He wrapped his arms around my waist as mine went around his neck.

When we pulled away, a line of blue saliva connected both our tongues that stayed outside our mouths as we gasped for air.

"Will you be my girlfriend, Frisk?" Sans asked.

"I... You might regret this after you're drunk..." I say, trying to stop him from asking. I don't know what to answer him! I mean, yes... I like him. He's strong, kind, very funny and caring. But... he deserves better than me...

"No, I won't. I would go through all of these things with the timelines, the barrier, everything! Just to be with someone as beautiful, kind, smart and thoughtful as you." he said with a wider grin.

"Really?" I asked feeling flushed.

"Really. Will you be my girlfriend?" he repeated his question.

"I... I..." I started to cry. I'm so happy! But I don't want to get my hopes up...

Well, he is drunk. He won't remember me saying yes, right?

"Yes... I'll be your girlfriend..." I say.

"You just made me the happiest skeleton in the whole underground." He states and holds my hand.

Feeling a coat of red tint my cheeks, I pull him towards their house.

Sans' POV
My head hurts. I groggily wake up to see a glass of water and aspirin on my desk.

I scanned the room to see Frisk asleep on a chair with a book on her chest.

Well, doesn't that look adorable. I drink the aspirin as my hang over start to fade... Then I remembered my dream.

Please, I could never ask Frisk that. She deserves better than a stupid skeleton like me. And I don't have the guts, hehe, to ask her. Sure, I love her. But I just feel like a burden to her.

I heard her groan and rub her eyes.

"Sans, you're awake." She said with a smile and went beside me on the bed.

"If you don't mind me asking, what happened last night? All I remember was drinking a lot of ketchup at Grillby's..." I say.

Her eyes widened and her cheeks went red. She looks so adorable!

"W-well..." she stuttered and looked away. That just made her more adorable.

She mumbled something, but all I caught was 'girlfriend'.

Does that mean... the dream I had was true?!?

"Are you my girlfriend now?" I absentmindedly asked her.

She flinched and her head snapped quickly to my direction.

"D-do you re-remember l-last night?" she asked.

"I guess so..." I say as I slowly slipped my arm around her waist.

"Then... am I your girlfriend?" she asked.

"Yes, if you want to." I said and looked into her eyes.

Please say yes. Please say yes.

"Then yes, I'm your girlfriend." She says with a smile.

Damn, I get too much confidence when I'm drunk. But at least Frisk is my girlfriend now.