Moving Forward (Sans x Frisk)

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

The ride to Alphys' was much more laid back. Once Frisk and Sans entered the car Papyrus immediately sensed a shift in the tension that had previously hung over them. Now there seemed to be a air of understanding and comfort surrounding his brother and his favorite human. With that knowledge Papyrus unwound as well and drove carefree.

Papyrus babbled on and on as usual and Frisk nodded occasionally to show they were listening to the tall skeleton. Sans listened to his brother, but wasn't really absorbing aby of the words. He was far to distracted by thoughts of Frisk.

He was patient enough to wait for Frisk reasoning for their behavior ealier, but that didn't stop him from making his own deductions.

He thought perhaps Frisk had a lapse of judgement and recoiled violently from him due to the sudden contact, but that didn't seem right. The human had never had any problem with the shorter skeleton reaching out to them. Or just randomly touching them in general.

Frisk didn't seek out attention, physical or emotional, from other people, but they always seemed pleased when Sans acknowledged them. After all they were best friends.

Inwardly Sans sighed as he kept drawing blanks as to why Frisk would push him away as they had. I knew that they felt terrible about it so he knew it was unintentional. But that didn't explain the expression that took over their face.

They were terrified. Terrified of him.

That thought caused him to shudder which didn't go unnoticed by his human friend. As Papyrus continued talked Sans felt a hand touch his shoulder gently.

He didn't turn to face Frisk head on, but instead oped to tilting his skull to the side to indicate he was listening to them.

"Are you okay," Frisk asked in a quite tone as to not draw the attention of Papyrus.

Sans nodded his head and responded back to them, still not turning to face them, "Yeah I'm fine just got chilled to the bone." He waited for a response from Frisk at his terrible pun.

He was pleased to hear a short, quite chuckle come from them. At that he let a his never ending smile unstrain to a more genuine one. He loved hearing Frisk laugh. Things were starting to feel more natural like they use to before before Frisk started to distance themselves from everyone. Distance themself from him.

That's what hurt him the most. He thought Frisk didn't want anything to do with him anymore. As if they were throwing their friendship away after everything they went through. All the jokes, hot dog stacking on heads, everything that had made each other their best friend.

Frisk's hand slid down from Sans' shoulder and eventually left his person completely when it reached his elbow.

Sans tried his best not to shiver at the contact. He didn't usually prefer people to touch him that often, but he was content if Frisk was the one doing so. Everything with them was just natural and comfortable. Even though Sans had to admit to himself that he enjoyed being close to the human more than was appropriate for friends.

But he chose not to think on that to much and just enjoy his time with Frisk. He didn't want to do anything to jeopardize their friendship.

The rest of the car ride Sans focused back in and listened to his brother instead of concentrating on Frisk.

It wasn't long before the trio arrived at Dr. Alphys' home. Papyrus bounded up to the door and knocked repeatedly; leaving Frisk and Sans to tread after him at a normal pace. It was obvious he was excited to have a carefree night with his friends. It had been so long since they last had gotten together and had fun.