Broken and Fixed - (Reader x Sans)

Ch. 23 ~ Not So Good Memories

You heard Sans scoff as you stepped inside the car, murmuring small profanities under his breath.

You were in your disguise: practically a lace black bra and matching black G-string panties.  Thankfully, in the car, you had on a coat to cover your revealed figure.  You had on heavy makeup, and you had flat-ironed your hair against the frame of your face.

You looked like you worked at a strip club.

Perfect.

"can't believe he's makin' ya dance for some fucko." Sans mumbled angrily.  He started the ignition of the car, almost shattering the keys with the amount of pressure he was applying.  You chuckled lightly, but very little humor was present in it.

"Yeah, I'm, uh... not too excited about it either," you admitted with a shy expression, before returning to a stronger and determined look.  "But I know nothing will happen.  If things get out of hand with him, I know you'll be there for me." You placed your hand on top of his.  He looked over to you, and visibly relaxed.  Just seeing him calm down made your smile barely wider.

Then, Sans' smile turned into a smirk.  Your nerves scampered around inside you, but you didn't make any action to ask about it.

"alright, so how's about after the mission, we go for a drink, some dancin'," his smirk grew just a little.  "then i give ya a good time later on?"

There it was.

You trusted Sans with your life.  You loved him dearly, but mentally, you weren't ready to lose your virginity.  You weren't sure he knew you were even still a virgin.  You felt your smile fall as the awful memory of almost being completely taken advantage of crossed your mind.

"uh, (y/n)?  i-i was just kiddin' about that... we don't haf'ta do that yet, i mean, i know it's kinda early... i mean hell, i know doin' it wit' a monster is weird enough—" You stopped him there by putting your hand over his mouth.  His eyes were full of self-hatred and anxiety, from what you could see.  His pupils looked apologetic and somewhat guilty.

"It's not because you're a monster, Sans, I don't care that you're a monster.  I love you." You slowly brought your hand off his mouth.  His cheeks turned a light cyan hue, and his pupils looked slightly relieved, but traces of guilt were still present.  "And— I'm gonna be completely honest with you, Sans— I trust you with my life.  I don't care how early our relationship is.  On the other hand, I'm still not ready to take that step.  I-It's not because of how early we are though— I would probably be fine with having a 'good time' if I had..." you paused for a short moment before finishing your statement.

"... if I had done it before." You finished.  Your cheeks were burning a bright red, and your eyes had derailed from his.  You let your words sink in through the thick tension of the car before Sans understood.

"wait a minute..." He snapped his head to face you, though you were still looking at the dashboard in front of you.

"(y/n)... are... are you a virgin?"

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Sans POV

She couldn't be.

(Y/N) couldn't be a virgin.

Beautiful, angelic-voiced, kind, incredible, and caring (Y/N)— there was no way a fucking goddess like that was a virgin!

However, when she didn't answer after I asked, it gave me doubts about her supposed-nonexistent virginity.  I could see a dark crimson mantled on her cheeks, and her fiddling thumbs that were moving at the speed of light.