Love is a Burden

Chapter 5

After frisk had walked into the kitchen you and Sans had been silent. He still glared at you, but other than that nothing went on. Something in your pocket vibrates, and you jump. Sans laughs at you as you grab your phone out of your pocket. Somebody was calling you. You look at the contact and feel your stomach churn. It was F/n. You struggle to hit the dismiss button as your hands shake. Sans was still laughing at you from when you had gotten scared, but now he was looking over your shoulder at your phone. "Who's that, you not gonna answer it?" He chuckles as the call ends and you hastily put your phone back in your pocket. He looks at you confused and puts his hands in his pockets. "Who was that, your ex or somethin'? Cause' ya' look pretty shaken up." You glare at him, your jaw clenching. "It was nobody, don't worry bout' it." You look away from him, and instead turn your attention to where frisk went. You got up and went to frisk, never glancing back at Sans, but you could still feel his eyes burning into the back of your head as you walked into the kitchen. "Hi       y/n!!!" They shout happily. "Whatcha' doin' frisk?" You look over at their drawing and smirk at it. It was a picture of Sans and Papyrus. He was drawn in an extravagant pose, his hands on his hips and his head high, while the drawing of Sans looked uncomfortable, and he was sweating. They also made him a little thicker than he really was, which was kinda funny. "Wanna help?" They ask happily, showing their huge smile, which you couldnt resist by the way. You sigh, grabbing a chair and sitting next to Frisk. "Alright, but I'm not much of an artist anymore." You are a little skeptical of how this was gonna work, but what the hell, it could be fun! Frisk hands you a crayon and you two get to work.

                          -Sans' POV-
Y/n had gone into the kitchen a long time ago, apparently to check on frisk or whatever. And it was making me wonder. Who the hell was calling him earlier, and who could've made him freakout like that? He seemed pretty calm all the time. But that phone call seemed to disturb him a lot. I yawned and got up, my back popping in the process. I groaned and walked to the kitchen. What were these weirdos doing?! Y/n was sitting at the table with a crayon on his upper lip, acting as if it was a mustache, and frisk was laughing their ass off. "The fucks going on in here?" I ask, my voice almost a growl.  Y/n turned to look at me, he still has a crayon on his upper lip. It fell and he looked at me, frisk's laughter died down. "What?" He answered, his deep voice rumbling. I smirked. "Ya' know you don't look half bad with a mustache." Y/n chuckled, looking at frisk. He jumped, this time making frisk jump with him. I could hear a faint vibrating sound as he angrily pulled his phone out. This time he didn't just ignore it. He hit answer. "What!!?" He screamed into the phone. I could hear a faint, yet loud voice answer on the other side, yet I couldn't make out what it said. "No, I ain't coming home so go fuck yourself!!" Y/n screams to the other person. "Wait, wait!!!!" I hear an older, yet scruff voice of a man say. "Y/n you fucking fag you better answer my calls!!!" Y/n laughed loudly into the phone. "Tell me where you are now, and your ass beatin' won't be to bad!!" The man asked angrily. "All right all right, all I gotta tell you is go to the store get some Viagra and that'll help ya' go fuck your old ass!!!" I glance over at frisk, their jaw wide open. Their expression showed only one emotion. Shock. "Well at least I was good enough for your mom!!!!" Y/n's face whole body shook with rage. "Dont bring her into this you hear me don!!...." he stopped, looking at me and frisk. He seemed to snap out of whatever rage he was in and hung up on the man. Immediately putting his phone on airplane mode. "I'm sorry, please forgive me...'' he put his hand on his forehead. "I shouldn't have answered that, I knew it was a bad idea...." he said sadly. He put his hand on frisks shoulder, but they pulled away from him, their eyes full of tears. "S-see frisk, no more scary. I promise...." he tried to smile at them, but it just looked.. hollow. They still looked scared, but smiled back. "I'm gonna take a walk. Okay?" He looked at me and I nodded, not really sure about this whole walk thing. He walked towards the door and opened it slowly, I could hear his heavy breathing from all the way over here. He walked outside the door closing gently. I glance at the stairs and see boss standing there. "H-hey boss!!" I say rubbing my head. "S-SANS...
WHAT HAPPENED??"

(Hey guys, I gotta say this book is taken a lot out of me. And I'm sorry if it's boring so far. But something interesting  will happen soon, and the main plot point will happen in like 4 more chapters, no spoils, but what I got in mind, is gonna be interesting... maybe.)