Silent Boy ( a guy frisk x reader )

Serious Stuff... I Guess?

(I am so friggin sorry for not posting on the expected time. I forgot and stuff and also I now have a Wacom tablet and I am attached to it so ye)

My parents, Frisk and I went into RJ's place. Gaster went into the kitchen to make some snacks, while me and the others settled down in the living room.
Mom looked at RJ suspiciously, probably because of her looks.

"So... you're the older sister of Frisk... why do you two look so different from each other???" Why mom? WHY? "Yes I am Mrs. (insert last name here!) and my looks are due to some unknown power I have, Gaster is still checking on it." Was this the girl that sent me puns in a form of text last night?

"So Cale-" RJ stared at my mom with a murderous look in her eyes. "Only my parents call me that, no one else." Her voice was cold and deadly and mom looked startled. "So sorry... but what happened to your parents?" RJ's hateful look turned into an expression of sadness and despair... but there was some sort of unknown aura around her... was it... guilt?

"My parents died at a fire in our place, 1 year, 2 months and 6 days ago... the police thought we were all dead. Better than being separated in an orphanage we stayed hidden. Hidden but together." That was tough. But she really remembered the exact time their parents died? They must really mean something to her...

"But... the past is the past. We're focusing on these two lovebirds right now." RJ pointed at me and Frisk who were sitting together, she smirked at us then looked at my mom.

The whole thing was weird. Instead of casual talking and getting to know each other, it sorta was like a council if me and Frisk were allowed to be together. Frisk, out of boredom, asked RJ if he could go into her room. She then allowed him and he brought me with him.

RJ's room was an absolute mess, once we went inside we didn't even realize it was a room. First of all her bed was shoved into one corner and there was a bunch of gadgets here and there sprawled over it. The floor was covered with sketches posters and art books and MORE gadgets!??!! Though... the one thing that surprised me the most was how clean her closet was, it's like the only sane part of her room, her bathroom was sorta messy so yup.

Frisk began scanning through a MacBook laying on the bed, I went up to him and checked the tablet next to it. And all that was in it was drawings, sketches and a few random games... the same thing was on every other gadget. I then browsed through a watercolor sketch book and I saw an unfinished sketch of me and Frisk a note was taped on it : I gotta finish this for my OTP ;P. Wow, she ships us? Me and Frisk then searched RJ's whole bedroom for other random stuff until she barged in.

"Yo, whatever weird feelsy stuff you guys are doing here don't make the mess worse, Paps has been freaking out on how my laziness exceeds Sans'. And also the gang wants to talk to you two, imma clean this mess up 'kay?" She strolled in then started picking up sketch books while me and Frisk headed out to face our judgment. Along the way Frisk slipped his hand into mine causing me to blush slightly, he then looked at me and smiled reassuringly. I became less nervous about all this.