Burning Cold (a Sansby story)

Safe

(Sorry I just really love this song)

Grillby POV

I took the Monopoly box out, and I saw Sans' face light up.

"Wanna play?" I asked.

"Heck yeah!" He looked so excited.

After we set up the game I opened a beer for myself and one for Sans' after he finished his ketchup bottle. He turned the radio on, then we started the game.

(Time Skip)

"You're in jail! I don't want to give money to a criminal!" ..Yeah, I was drunk.

"That's not how you play, Grillby," Sans laughed. I laughed too.

"...fine." I threw the money at him. He laughed even more.

As he played his turn I noticed his leg off the side of the bed swinging to the beat of the music. Oh my god that's so adorable! Why did that make me want to kiss him so bad?

"It's your turn, Grillbz," Sans said, counting his money. But my mind didn't seem to hear him, I just kept staring at him, unsure if I should do it. I don't want to ruin our relationship.

"Grillby?" Sans glanced up at me innocently.

"S-sorry," I replied. Rolling the dice.

Sans chuckled. "Who's staring now?" I blushed a deep blue.

God, he's so perfect.

(Time Skip)

(Sorry I'm doing so many time skips, I really don't know what to put in between them.)

Sans POV

We were both recovering from being drunk, we both had a lot of bottles, about 4, but stopped pretty early. We were about to sleep for the night. I was sitting against the wall on the bed next to Grillby, just making small talk and thinking. He acted nervous, and his hands were shaking.

"Grillby, is everything alright? Your hands are shaking."

"Really? I d-didn't notice.." he looked at his hands.

"Grillbz..." I moved closer to him, and he turned to me, faintly blushing, probably from the beer. He looked so cute. But I needed to know what was bothering him. "What's wrong?"

He spoke slow, "I don't know.. I've never really been in a relationship like this before."

"Me neither..." I admitted. "But it can't be worse than almost dying by a murderous human," I joked. He giggled at the remark, and I froze. He looks so adorable when he laughs. I blushed. He seemed to notice, and we just seemed to stare into each other for a while. I didn't know how close we were then, physically. I was sitting on his lap with our arms around each other. How did this happen? I blushed even more when he pulled me in closer, I really wanted this. He leaned down and kissed me passionately, and I kissed back, letting his warmth seep into my bones.

He pulled back and let go of me, flustered. "S-sorry, I c-couldn't control myself.." His voice was panicky but was laced with lust. It made my soul drop.

I kissed him again, wrapping my arms around his neck. And he kissed back, holding my waist carefully, taking in my body. I was shaking, the heat was overwhelming. I didn't want it to stop, but Grillby pulled away, panting. I was out of breath, too, but damn, he was really good at kissing.

I leaned my head against his chest and closed my eyes, feeling his warmth surround me. He put his arms around me as I started falling asleep, and shifted his position so we'd both be comfortable. My consciousness was sifting into sleep's calm waves, and I finally realized that I wasn't as alone as I thought I was.

(Time Skip)

Ah!.. I grumbled. my head... I rubbed my head with my hand, then noticed I was in Grillby's lap. W-what happened last night!? I started worrying. Then all the memories came rushing to my head, making it hurt more. I blushed as I remembered the kiss. He was so adorable that night. I snapped out of the memory as another rush of pain hit my head and quietly got off of Grillby and stumbled off the bed. I looked at the shelves in the kitchen, trying to find some pain medicine.

Of course its on the top shelf.. I glared at the shelf, then realized I could use my magic. I reached upwards and focused on my magic, but instead I felt an agonizing pain in my soul. The burning was overpowering, I yelped and crashed to the ground, hitting my head. Everything fazed to black as my vision blurred, and I lost consciousness.

Grillby POV

I woke up to a thud in the kitchen and noticed Sans wasn't with me. I walked to the kitchen, thinking Sans probably dropped the ketchup bottles again, but to my horror, Sans was on the floor, not moving. I rushed over to him and laid him in my arms.

"S-sans?" I checked his wound, but it seemed fine. Oh, god, it's probably his soul. "Sans, w-wake up."

He shifted slightly, then gripped onto my shirt, slowly opening his eyes. "G-Grillby, it h-hurts," he whispered, tears at the edge of his eyes, clearly in pain. I put my hand over his chest and started easing his pain. He immediately felt better.

"Thanks.." Sans said, "and, sorry for wasting your magic..."

"You're not wasting my magic, I care about you, Sans." I said reassuringly. "So what caused you to hurt so bad?"

"I, uh.. I tried getting some pain medicine for my head, and when I tried to use my m-magic to get it, my soul just unexpectedly s-started hurting like hell. Then I fell and passed out, probably." Sans explained.

"You could've just asked me to get it for you, Sans, I hate it when you get hurt."

"I didn't want to wake you..." Sans admitted.

I smiled. "Well, ask me if you need anything from now on, I don't want you to get hurt anymore."

Sans nodded and stood up, then looked at the top shelf, it looked like he was glaring at it. I giggled at him, then stood up and grabbed the pain killers from the top shelf for him. He thanked me and popped a couple into his mouth with ease.

I took one pill for myself, then followed Sans back into my room to check our phones for the weather. I wondered how long we'd be stuck together, hopefully for a long time, something about Sans leaving made my chest feel uneasy. Like if he left, he might be in danger.

At least he's safe in my room.

That's all that matters...

he's safe.

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