Sans x Frisk Short Stories

Swapfell

For @iForgettableFuture

Frisk limped across the snow covered in wounds, freezing cold, and exhausted as Sans continue to push her towards the shack.

"You will stay here until King Asgore will come take your soul." he says sternly before slamming the door shut and locking it.

Sans grit his teeth as he stomped to his house.

"You're back early, Maste-" he didn't let Papyrus finish as he slammed his door shut.

He gave out a frustrated groan as he tried to figure his feelings out.

Why am I angry? he asks himself. He isn't sure if it's because he couldn't bring himself to kill the human. Or if it's because Papyrus didn't do anything to her. Or because she's beaten badly and he doesn't know why he wants to help her so bad.

He punched the wall his bones bled.

"Master?!? What happened?!?" Papyrus shouted barging inside.

"Stay out of this!!! Just- urgh!!!" he shouted as he punched the wall again. "GET OUT!" he shouts and Papyrus runs out.

He grunted as he walked to his bed and grabbed a blanket and a pillow. He opened his drawer and took some bandages.

He stomps outside an went to the shack to see the human unconscious on the ground bleeding.

He rushes to her side and take her sweater off. He quickly put bandages over her wounds then moved on to her arms and legs.

He cleaned up the floor and sighed.

He stared at the limp figure and put the blanket around her and the pillow under her head. He leaves an extra roll of bandages incase she wants to change them.

And he leaves without regret.

The human woke up but snuggled closer into the warmth around her.

She immediately perks up as she remembered she was just lying on the ground bleeding.

Her gaze goes over the blanket around her to the pillow then to the bandaged wounds. She caught sight of the roll of bandage laying at the side.

Was it Sans? No it could've been Papyrus. She wondered.

Then the door opened and she saw Papyrus holding some fries.

"Here..." he offers.

"Thank you." she says making Papyrus flinch but give her a smile.

She eats it then thought about the blankets an others.

"Did you do this?" she question gesturing to the blanket and pillow.

He shook his head.

"So it was Sans?" she asked.

He shrugs, "I guess so, he stomped out of the house carrying a blanket and pillow with a roll of bandages so maybe."

"Can you call him here?"

"Thank you." she says to the grumpy skeleton in front of her.

"Whatever." he merely says.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Frisk." she says extending her hand with a smile.

"You may already know, I'm Sans." he says taking her hand. He flinched when they made contact and yanked his hand back.

"What's wrong?" she asks with concern and Sans shook his head.

She pulls his glove off. Her eyes widen as she saw the broken bleeding bones.

She took the extra roll and wrapped it on Sans hand.

"There you go." She says with a smile an gently carassing his arm.

Sans blushed from the act of kindness and the smile he found cute.

He walks to the door and opens it. "You can stay at our house if you want... and thank you." he says before shutting the door.

Frisk blinked a few times trying to process what happened.

Sans sat on his couch with Papyrus in his room.

The door softly opened and he sprung to his feet.

He grins as he saw Frisk holding a pillow and a folded blanket.

"There's dinner in the fridge and I'll take those back to my room." Sans said and grabbed the things before retreating to his room.

He felt overjoyed that Frisk agreed to stay with him. He then remembered Frisk's closed were ripped, dirty and bloody so he took a pair of his old clothes which was a red shirt and black basketball shorts.

He goes downstairs to see Frisk talking to Papyrus while eating his homemade spaghetti.

"Sans! This spaghetti is amazing!" Frisk compliments which Sans blushes to.

"Thanks, I have some spare clothes you could use while I fix your clothes." he tells her and hands the clothes.

"Thank you, Sans." she says before rushing to the bathroom to change.

Sans chuckled at how excited she looked.

"What was that?" Papyrus tells.

"What?" Sans asked.

"You never give anything or say thank you. Don't tell me you fell for her, Master?"

At that, Sans went stiff.

Had he really fallen for a human?

"I'm back!" Frisk happily chirped at the two.

Sans eyes stared at her, she looked ridiculously cute in his clothes.

"Uhmm, what were you two talking about?"

"Nothing, human." Sans told her.

"O-okay..." she says.

"Welp, I'm going to bed." Papyrus said.

"I'll sleep in the couch and you'll sleep in my room." Sans offered but Frisk shook her head.

"You're the owner, you take the bed." she argued.

"You're the guest, you're taking the bed."

"I won't do it."

"Why don't you two take the bed? It's big enough anyways. So you two will go ahead and I can rest peacefully without hearing your arguements." Papyrus said peeking his head out his bedroom door.

So in the end, they both ended up in Sans bed.

Sans look at Frisk to see her eyes closed.

"I don't know why I feel like this. I never give thibgs for free. Or say thank you. Or even blush. You make me feel it. And I think... I love you..." he mumbles.

"I love you too..." Frisk mumbles back and slowly open her eyes.

Sans blushed, "Y-you were a-awake?"

Frisk grinned and nodded.

"Oh, dang..." he mumbles and close his eyes trying to convince himself when he opens his eyes Frisk isn't there.

Frisk giggled, "Good night, Sans." she whispers and give him a kiss on the cheek before going to sleep.

"Good night, Frisk." Sans said putting his arms around the human and burying his face in her hair.