[Load] or {Save}* (Gaster!Sans x Reader)

Chapter 23

POV: First person

Standing in the doorway he holds my whiskey with one hand and his ketchup with the other. Tearing my gaze away from him I play with the hem of my shirt feeling incredibly uncomfortable with him in the room. Sans clears his throat as he sits across from me and says, "Heya, pal." his greeting was awkward, but you were surprised he even spoke to you at all. Placing the drink down in front of me I stare at the dark brown liquid that reflect myself staring back. A click of a cap fills the silence along with a squirting sound making me cringe at the thought of him drinking the condiment. Once again he speaks out to me saying, " You're really quiet over there. Don't you know how to greet an old friend?" another squirt of ketchup into his mouth. Picking up my whiskey I quickly gulp it down letting the liquid warm my chest. Looking up I stare at Sans with a lack of emotion causing the both of us blink a few times. For a second it felt like we were in that godforsaken hall again, like he was going to make me pay for my sins. Opening my mouth I close it once again looking for something to say. "What do you want Sans?" Standing up I walk to the door that leads back to the bar and peek out and catch Grillby as he was walking by and say, "Hey Grillby? Can you hand me the bottle of whiskey?" Letting out a sigh he pulls the bottle from under the counter and hands it over to me. "Yea, yea put it on my tab Grills." Smiling a little I turn back to find Sans staring back at me. "Why'd you leave the house without telling anyone where you were going?" Returning to my seat I open the bottle and take a swig, the burning sensation coming back and lingering. "If you thought I was going to run away think again. As much as I'd like to get away from here I'd rather just serve my sentence and then take my leave, whether that be death or moving out." Sans looks at me suspiciously as I take another drink from the bottle almost reaching the halfway point. "You seriously think I'll believe that bullshit?" Raising his voice he stands up and slams his fists on the table. Shrugging I drink some more and say, " Not my problem whether you believe me or not. Shouldn't you be thanking me for giving you your shot with Frisk? I know you've liked her since the day she came back, maybe even before that." smirking a bit I go to take a another drink but before the bottle can reach my lips Sans holds me by the collar of the shirt making my feet barely touch the ground, my shirt sliding up a bit. "You put her through hell, hurt her for your own selfish reasons." The room was spinning a bit but I grit my teeth and say, "You don't know what it's like to lose everything multiple time and never have a way to stop it from happening. You know I couldn't save them, I barely managed to save G, but losing him to her? I refuse to." Letting go of my collar Sans lets out a dry chuckle dropping me onto the floor. The heavy smell of whiskey lingers on my body as I realize the bottle spilled and I fell in a puddle of alcohol. Sans picks up his ketchup bottle and looks over to me before heading towards the door, "get over yourself kid. We all have lost something important but you don't see the rest of use altering fate." And with a snap of his fingers he was gone, leaving me alone in the little back room of Grillby's in my drunken state. Picking up what's left of my bottle I chug it and stand up and walk over to the table to place the bottle down. Running a hand through my now sweaty hair I begin to laugh slightly at the pain I was feeling in my chest. "In the end I guess I lost him too." Leaning over onto the chair I feel my head get lighter and my chest get warmer. "Well fuck, now how am I supposed to get home?" Something grabs ahold of my shoulder as I turn to grab my now damp pants. Turning around wobbly I see this man that I don't know. Smiling he pulls me closer to him, breath hot and heavy down my neck. "Not exactly what I was looking for, but exactly what I want." slamming me into the wall beside me the man begins to kiss my face, neck and chest as his hand begins to slip under the shirt. Everything was flashing and morphing, and I really start to regret my decision to drink. "Get off me. Please let go!." I cried out as his hands start to roam and caress me. Opening my mouth to scream one of his sweaty hands is placed over my mouth. Moving close to my ear the man whispers, " I promise you'll enjoy this."

Someone save me, please.

{Saved*}

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