Undertale Boiz x Reader

Jam Buds! [Melon!Sans x Reader]

Next request for, you guessed it, SIColorsOfTheRainbow! I have an idea so let's roll!

You placed the extra fluffy sourdough start biscuits next to the two VISABLE cans of strawberry jam. This picnic/snack was going to be great! You couldn't help but smile and wait for Sans to come near the waterfall.

He loved jam, and fruit, and preserves. Anything fruity and he was for it. Lucky thing you always have a pack of Welsh's gummies on ya, huh? So you were sitting and waiting for Sans to get his gummy ass over there but you got bored and got out your guitar. Yes, you play acoustic guitar. No need to get finicky.

You start strumming. You manage to get a nice little melody. You keep playing at it, playing around with the notes and trying to get a nice little order where you can put some lyrics in. You start exaggerating the music.

Because I can't describe music. Here we go.

"Easily playing, never bat an eye. Weeping and posing, another perfect alibi. Every day lonely, I'd rather play a game. Like the slow running stream of honey I crave."

"Looking at you now, yes and even you. Was I unneeded, was I just in the way too? Call me a phantom, never meant to be. Could it be more fun to party and scream?"

"Now my, oh my, now walk your way to me. Clap your hands we're traveling to the beat. Why oh why oh, hurry up and leave. Again I've come to see..."

"I've been a very bad girl."

You start strumming but stop when you feel something wrap around you from behind. You turn your head and see your favorite melon head, with a biscuit with jam on it stuffed between his teeth as If he was about to eat it, hugging you. You can't help but smile.

"Sans, what gives?"

You playfully roll your shoulders to get his skull off you. He dripped some jam on your leg already, you didn't want it on your guitar.

"Don't talk bad about yourself. You weren't a mistake. Even if you were forgotten  y your parents that doesn't mean I don't like you."

Sans and Paps were your only friends, yes. And you did live alone. You sighed and decided to lean back into him while, he finishes up the snack. Who knew when he got there. But he was here now. And you were buds. Jam buds.

"Want me to play a song?"

"As long as it isn't sad."

"But that one had a happy ending!"

"Really? Then Jam on!"

You couldn't help but grin at his grin. He had strawberry jam just above his upper jawline. You take your finger and wipe it off, taking it to your lips and licking your finger. His freckled frontal skull had a melon colored blush unimaginable. Don't ask why a skeleton has freckles, this is fanfiction. 

You began strumming again, with him blushing and holding you from behind while you played. Where were you? And you had to create a happy needing for Sans. He didn't like sad endings, neither did Paps. Let's see...

"Dreaming in color, burned it in my mind. But then I wake up, black as raven hands alive. While I was chosen to burn inside, could it be more fun to whistle and sing?"

"Now, crawling crawling out tonight and see. Everyone up scrambling to the beat. Easy, easy, envy all you need. Dancing on without a clue."

"She's been a very blind girl."

"Counting one, two, three and four you better go and hide. Undyne, Alphys, And Papyrus. Three that I find. Four and just some more, you caught me before I could try."

"My oh my walk your way to me. Clap your hands, we're traveling to the beat. Shivering slowly, I raise a foot to leave. All alone I say 'bye bye'"

"Hey find me, find me, love I'm on my knees."

"Reach a hand that pricks me 'till I bleed. Fine oh fine, sewn eyes I'm forced to see. Then again come play the game. Tomorrow no one has to know~"

You keep strumming, making the beat steady and fading out. When your done you lightly tap the guitar and place it in front of you. You turn your head back a bit to see Sans cuddling you and asleep, sitting upright like that.

You chuckle softly and reach for the biscuits and jam. You grab the spoon for the jam and spread some over a really good biscuit. You eat it happily, nuzzling backwards into Sans. HEy, just like the song....

Tomorrow no one has to know.

Of your crush on him.

This was really bad I'm so sorry but he's hard! Mixed feeling about this stupid oneshot.

~Eva