Tough Love | Human Fell Sans x Frisk

Uncomfortable Comfort

Hi. Hi. Hi. I'm winging this like KFC.

Frisk's P.O.V

The door was shut loudly behind me, making me jump. Wait a minute...why did he give me socks before a shower? Oh well, they're still clean.
I turned to the big, wooden door to see three locks. A golden one and two silver ones. I lock the door tight and started the shower. It was really different from the one at my house, so it took me a minute to get the shower head on. I slowly slipped my sweater off, and as soon as it was off, I heard a knock on the door.

"Hey, hope you don't mind borrowin' some of my clothes." I quickly slid the sweater back on, opening the door. "Here. Not real fancy, but they're fine." I looked down to see a black shirt and some athletic shorts. "Don't take too long in there." I was questioning him big time. Why is he being so nice to me? I took the clothes in his hands and gave him a quick thank you.
I slammed the door shut and locked all the locks again, slipping all my clothes off. I folded them all up and kept my undergarments out by the change of clothing. I hopped in the shower and quickly realised there was just antibacterial soap and two wash rags. Oh...
I poured some of the soap in my hand and scrubbed. Since I didn't have hair stuff, I have to improvise and put soap in it. I was all clean, but I didn't want to get out. I wanted to sit there forever, but he said to not take long. I put on my small bra and Underwear and snugged on the shirt. It was extremely large, so I was glad I had a bra underneath. Wouldn't want to feel a breaze... Next, I tugged on the shorts they were sort of a silky texture. They were black with yellow stripes down both of the sides. It was kind of weird, but it was better than nothing. I noticed that, for some reason, there was a brush on the sink. I brushed my hair a little, not getting out very many tangles, and stepped out of the bathroom.

My face is definitely a tomato... Sans was laying on his side, facing me, with no shirt and a smug expression. I wanted to scream. No way am I sleeping with him like that. It's so weird... "You look perfect." I blushed more at that. Really? I'm wearing a baggy boy shirt and shorts. I was a mess. I then remembered I left my socks on the sink. I ran in the bathroom and pulled them on. Snug as a bug. I walked back out and bumped into Sans. I looked up at him and noticed he still had no shirt. His arm wrapped around my shoulder as I struggled in his grasp. No. No. He threw me on the bed. As I thought he was going to jump on me, he jumped over me and rolled on his side, pulling me to him so I was pressed to his chest. I was panicking, I honestly didn't think he'd do it. Then, he started laughing. Laughing! "You take things too seriously, Sugar." A new name. Fabulous. I shoved him off and crossed my arms. I had a red face, and has steaming with anger. I ran to the bathroom, kind of surprised that he didn't chase me. I sat with my back on the door. Why is he such a lunatic?  I wanted desperately to kill him, or just scare him. There was a knock on the door. "Come on, Hon, it was a joke." I didn't answer. "You that mad?" "YES!" "Oh come on, get over it." I stood up and opened the door. Without thinking, I smacked him so hard that my hand burned. He looked suprised, and angry. I tried to apologise, but he...

Cliffhanger haha. I'm back! Please bear with me I'm rusty.
I love you, My Lil' Potatoes!!

-Faith