A second chance (A Human!SansxReader fic)

Chapter nineteen: You have a boyfriend now, apparently

The song for this chapter is: Understrum

Well, this was a little awkward. You hurried down the stairs and felt your face turn red your grandmother looked p at you and asked, "Why didn't you tell me about your boyfriend?!" "Hold up, what?!" You felt your face grow warm and you looked between your grandmother and Sans, who had that shit eating grin and shrugged. "She asked and I figured. I mean, if you don't wanna.." Oh, that little trickster! Part of you wanted to strangle him! And another part wanted to kiss him...a lot. "Well, what is it? What's going on?" Your grandmother demanded. She was very invested in this. You had only gone on a few dates, maybe three, between 8th grade and now. You ran a hand through your hair and awkwardly sat in your dads lazy boy, stroking Teddy's head as he came over. "Uh...yes? Grandmama, this is Sans, myyyyy..........boy...friend?" Where had this even come from? Sure, he had admitted some sort of feelings for you before but...wow. This was...a lot going on. "Wait...didn't you mention a Sans before? Your grandmother asked, peering at you and then Sans over her large glasses. "When you were younger, said you met them when you 'fell underground'..(Y/N..?" ShiiiiiIIIIIIII-- "Yeah, we met back then, but, ah, you know kids. She was scared and confused. Some things probably got jumbled." Okay, okay, good save Sans. But your grandmother still wasn't satisfied. "So, some of it was true then? This Toriel woman, she took care of my little girl? I want to meet her-" "LATER!" you stood quickly, panicking slightly. After all, Sans had told you they were planning on letting people know they were monsters. You had to prepare your grandmother for that. "Sans and I were actually about to go out to-" "Oh, of course, your date!" Who had told her it was a date?! You had a feeling it was Sans.. The short boy hopped off the couch and stretched, cracking his neck. "Eyup. We don't wanna be late, we're both starving." Your grandmother dug around in her purse and handed you her Lefty's membership card. Awesome! You had kind of wanted to ask for it. "I hope that's where you planned to go. They would have a fit if you didn't take your new boyfriend there." "H-Heh...right. Thanks grandmama." You stuck it in your own purse and waved goodbye as the two of you left, Sans strolling casually by your side. "You told her you were my boyfriend??" You asked, blushing hard. Sans merely shrugged his shoulders. "What else was I supposed to say? She came in to find a boy she didn't know sitting on the couch and she had already jumped to that conclusion. I was too lazy to come up with any other excuse. And you went with it, so you can't blame me." Ugh, he had a point. "Well, then what do we do now? Pretend to break up or something?" "Nah, too much work." Of course. You rolled your eyes and sighed, reaching the bus stop with Sans just as the bus arrived and climbed on board. "Then what do you suggest? We just pretend we're dating?" "I don't see any need to pretend. Sooo, I guess we're just dating. Maybe. Depends on how tonight goes."

Wait...

"Are you..being serious? Or are you joking?" You asked as you sat down on the overcrowded bus, and Sans just...plopped the fuck down onto your lap. Well, he was small enough so it wasn't a physical issue, but mentally you were screaming with mixed emotions. Yes. You liked him. You hella liked him. Sans was cute, human or skeleton, and really funny, smart, kind of terrifying.. "This isn't exactly a topic to joke about." Sans replied, making himself conformable. Okay, so...you were dating now. Maybe? If tonight went well...then you had better make sure it goes well. "Where are we going, anyway?" Sans asked, tilting his head to look up at you. "Lefty's seafood bar and grill. I've been going there since I was a kid. They'll give you all the ketchup you want." Sans smiled at that and leaned back against you, enjoying the ride. Some people from your school were on board, and you blushed seeing them point and whisper. On the whole opposite side of the spectrum, a few old ladies were not so quietly cooing over the two of you. Was this what having a boyfriend was like? It was....nice? You both sat quietly the rest of the way, and once you reached your stop on old town, you set Sans down and walked off with him, awkwardly holding his hand. You reached the restaurant, a little hole in the wall with a red roof, and once inside you waved the smoke from your face. It certainly wasn't the classiest place, but it was a part of your home, and you loved it. Sans eyed the place and seemed to be interested. There were Christmas lights strung up, soft jazz playing. Photos covered the walls, regulars or celebrities who stopped by, in fact, you saw his eyes lingering on one photo in particular. It was your first time in Lefty's. Your hair, it's natural color, was chopped short, and you had large glasses and were smiling, revealing very funky teeth. You may have hated them in jr high, but now you were grateful for the braces. He glanced up at you with raised brows, as if asking you to confirm that it was in fact you in the photo. You blushed, suddenly realizing how unflattering the image was, but you nodded. "Yup. That was the day my grandparents got custody of me. My aunt had been coming here for a few months before hand, and absolutely insisted they took me here to celebrate. It was my first time every eating seafood. I got HOOKED, and grandmama has regretted it ever since, heh." Sans snickered at your pun and you brought him up to a small booth in the back. It was busy, as usual, the place was popular, but it was fine with you both. "Well, it isn't Grillby's, but if you've been going here for so long, it's sure to be a good place." "You're damn right!" The loud voice caused you both to jump, and you looked up, laughing as you saw Erin, a very tall man with a bald head and a bit of a mustache. Behind him was Susan, a small Asian woman. She was peering at Sans with narrowed eyes. "He's so short...but REALLY cute! But I still wish you had tried dating my boy. You would have had cute babies.." "Welp, sorry, lady." Sans gave her a wink and a shrug. "(Y/N) has kinda been mine for a long time, anyway. The name's Sans."

Well this was awkward. Of course your aunt had blabbed about the story you used to tell while she was drinking. Erin and Susan knew the name Sans pretty well, just from her recalling your story. "So....okay. You're real? Just..not a monster.." Erin said, and then Susan squealed loudly, clasping both your hands and Sans'. "AWWW!! IN LOVE SINCE BABIES! SO CUTE!" "Uh..yeah." Erin didn't sound so sure. After all, he had been told of the nightmares. Sans was somebody you had been afraid of. However you were currently red faced and gawking at Sans. (Y/N) has been mine for a long time, anyway.

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Well, this date escalated quickly.

But that's okay, since you've always liked the skele-pun.

This date's only getting started!

Also, yes! Lefty's is a real place here in Texas, and I have been going since I was very young. Their seafood is wonderful and the people are so nice!