I think I like him (Sans x Male Reader)-Lemon,Fluff,and all inbetween

Oops

Y/N woke up to something soft, yet hard in his arms. He looked down slowly to find Sans snuggled up against him, as Y/N's arms wrapped around his body. Y/N almost mentally died from the position he and Sans were in. However, Y/N didn't want to wake this sleeping beauty, so he stayed silent.

Y/N's head was spinning in a sickening manner, he realized that he probably shouldn't have had so much to drink the day before.

Y/N sat quietly, watching the small skeleton snore into his chest, when suddenly his stomach started churning. He felt something in his stomach rising up. He was going to puke.

Y/N slowly lifted Sans up and stood up from the couch, gently placing Sans back down afterwards. After this Y/N quickly dashed to the bathroom, making big jumps to avoid loud repetitive thumping (which would most likely wake Sans up).

Y/N stepped into the bathroom and knelt over the toilet and began hurling. 

THROW UP SKIP (YOUR P.O.V)

After I finished throwing up I stood up and flushed the toilet. I heard somewhere not to brush your teeth after throwing up, so I just cleansed out my mouth with water from the tap. I went back downstairs to see Sans, sat up and rubbing his eye-sockets. 

I sat next to Sans and looked at him, he soon looked back "a-yawn-are you ok?.." he asked quietly "I heard you hurling in the bathroom.". I continued to look at him before giving him a loving smile "I'm alright, beautiful". Sans looked away from me, I could see the blue on his face from here, hes cute when he blushes. But, I don't think i like him that way..do I?..

I stood up and stretched, letting out a long yawn. I looked over at Sans who was just looking at a wall. "Have anything I can eat?" I asked "Yup, in the fridge, you can make something. I'm just a bit bone-tired" Sans replied. I snickered and walked into the kitchen. I began shuffling through the fridge where a bunch of ketchup bottles and boxes of pasta sat. They really didn't have anything.

I decided to cook some pasta instead, even if I wasn't really feeling it. 

While cooking, I heard some shuffling in the other room, I guess sans must be doing something. The pasta was cold, so it took longer to cook, and that made me wonder why papyrus kept his pasta in the fridge, anyway.

3RD PERSON P.O.V

After Y/N finished cooking, he walked out to the living room and sat beside Sans. Sans slightly jumped, not noticing Y/N. 

Y/N started eating and Sans just sat there. After Y/N finished eating he put the plate down on the ground by his feet and leaned back against the back of the couch.

 Sans reached for the remote but Y/N didn't want to watch that toaster dance anymore, so he reached for the remote over sans and grabbed sans' wrist and used his other hand to grab the remote, but sans didn't let go.

Sans chuckled lightly before pushing himself on his back, his head against the arm-rest as he playfully kicked at Y/N.

Sans used his other hand to start pushing at Y/N's shoulder. Y/N slowly pushed his weight into Sans, which made Sans drop the remote and Y/N to lose stability. 

Y/N tumbled slightly and now Sans and Y/N were in a position where Sans was lying on the couch, head resting on the arm-rest, and Y/N hovering over him, his hands pinned at either side of Sans' shoulders

"Uhhhh"
"Uhhhh"