(OLD VERSION) One Big Unplanned Mistake (Sanscest)

Drabble: Who in the world would make a poetic drabble about barfing? (me)

This is pretty much a stupid drabble about Sans barfing. Also i suck at being poetic

Sans felt his chest tighten, he felt a stinging burning feeling on a particular area close to his soul, like something was pounding on his ribcage trying so desperately to get out with the effects of pain to the host. His breath hitched, him panting every second from the lack of air his non-existent lungs needed so desperately. Clutching on his chest like a lifeline he quickly darted to the bathroom as fast as he can.

He quickly put his mouth close to the toilet as he tried to get the sickening feeling from his chest out. He coughed loudly trying to barf while his soul beated rapidly. There it was, the magical oozes coming out from his mouth, he still felt his soul beating rapidly as his chest heaved somewhat helping him to get the juices out. Throughout his barfing it felt like there was a stormy sea in his chest moving and forming waves rapidly. His soul clench beating more then it should normally it vibrating like a machine about to explode.

Once he was finally done, he panted harshly as he flushed the toilet. There was still the burning feeling in his chest but he knows nothing would come out anymore at least for now, the pain in his chest was  unbearable his soul pounding loudly like something would come out even if there wasn't anymore fluids. His barfing had left a somewhat bitter taste in his mouth a mixture between sour and disgusting. Fucking shit his pregnancy needs to end quickly cause Sans doesn't want to experience that anymore. Wait hold up.... And then he barfed again. Shit.

(Kinda) Fun fact:

-I was sick and felt like i was going to barf and then an idea came into my mind about this somewhat poetic drabble. So i type all of this down while i tried so desperately to not barf myself.