Falling Down Slowly... A Undertale Love Story (UT Sans × Frisk)

Happy Accidents...

Frisk had just gotten down the stairs after changing into her trusty black skinny jeans and the blue turtle neck Sans had given her not long after arriving there. The way it made her chest look was growing on her and the sleaves were too long... Just the way she liked them... She had also gone and put a little of the red chapstick she had in her bag on.

Frisk had always enjoyed gloomy days like today, it made it easier on her eyes... Eye... And there was alway less people out so she could feel more like herself... Sans was standing by the front door which told her they were gonna go out.

Sans turned in time to see Frisk just as she bounced off the last step of the staircase. He didn't understand how that sweater fit her or why she hadn't pop out of it after all that bouncing, he also knew it was going to draw a lot of attention at Grillby's... But he didn't have the heart to tell her to go change, and so after Frisk got her boots that reached her mid cafes, they left.

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When they arrived at Grillby's there were only a few other monsters there, they were all eyeing Frisk up like she was the new piece of meat on the block... But as long as she was with Sans, looking was all they were getting...

They made their way to the bar as the owner came out from the back polishing a glass, he wore a nice grey dress shirt with a black bowtie and black dress pants, he also had a pair of rectangle speces on... Oh, that and he was made of fire...

Frisk could already understand why this Sans's favorite place... When you lived in Snowdin, any place that had a warm cozy atmosphere like this felt nice... And the closer she got to the bar the warmer she felt.

"Ah Sans! Long time no see, it's been a few days.", Sans felt bad that he hadn't seen his old friend for a few day, but well... "Sorry Grillbz' had my hands full with this little lady.", Frisk was mesmerized by the way Grillby's hair moved and flicked as fire often did, she couldn't pry her eye away from it... Still smiling at Frisk's curiosity, "Grillbz' this is Frisk, Frisk this my old friend and owner of this place Grillbz'.". Finally realising that she was being rude, she signed *Sorry, nice to meet you...*, Grillby chuckled, "Night to meet you too little lady, now what can I get yas'? Sans your usual?", "You know me so well.", if a fire spirit could roll his eyes he was, "And for you little lady?", Frisk thought for a moment, it had been some time since she'd last had a drink so it was hard for her to remember what she liked... *Umm... Vodka tonic?*... Both Sans and Grillby kinda stared at her and after a minute... "Is she allowed to drink?", "Well she is 19...".... "Works for me, one regular and a Vodka tonic coming up.", and with that their night began...

Frisk tried really hard not to laugh when she saw Sans down an entire bottle of ketchup. And they enjoyed their time there together. Frisk felt she could relax here... But soon it was time to go home... And they couldn't denie that they might of had too much... because one moment they were walking out of Grillby's and the next Sans was waking up without his shirt on...

Panicking he quickly look beside him to see a still fully dressed Frisk... Granted her sweater had popped and was exposing her bra, but Sans simply threw the blanket over her, which she proceeded to currl up into.

He found his shirt and then made his way to the bathroom, how a skeleton used the bathroom he wasn't telling, but before he could do anything his eye caught on something. He turned to look at his face to see it covered in kiss marks! 'What The Hell Happened Last Night!', Sans tried as hard as he could but he just couldn't remember, he really needed to cut back on the ketchup...

As he washed his face he realized he had two opinions... Pretend like nothing happened... Or confront Frisk... Gahhh he was too tired to think of it now so he'd wait till morning... Maybe Frisk knew?

Sans returned to the room to find a very sleepy Frisk, with a whirlwind of bed head, squinting at him. She must of woke up after he left... She did not look happy... He walked over the their dresser and pulled her favorite sweater out. It was worn out but clearly loved with the patch job she had on it, and it was way to large on her... But hey she loved the thing... Sans walked over and handed it to the grumpy girl, he laughed a little under his breath at how tired she clearly was, and she scrunched her nose at him.

He turned around as she began to change, to tease him Frisk threw her clothes at the skeleton, and before she threw on her sweater, she threw her bra over his head as well. She loved seeing the dark blue blush that would creep around his cheekbones when she embarrassed him. And with that she threw the sweater on and flopped back down on her side of the large bed.

Sans pulled off the bra and threw it into a pile of her clothes on the ground, as he heard her roll onto her side. He sat down and looked over to see her in her turtle position, with her arms and legs tucked under her and her head under the pillow. He pushed on her side as she fell over, he let out a soft laugh and then layed down, but before he closed his eyes he waited for her to slowly grab his shirt sleave. She had started doing this after the time he had left her home alone, if it helped her sleep soundly then he didn't mind. And it didn't take long for him to feel her soft little breath on his arm...

"Good night cuddle bug...".