Sans x Reader

Is it really important? Pj x Reader

Hey guys, I'm trying to get my life together but I realized I stopped doing so many things I loved. That includes writing for you guys.

  Pj kept walking as he had to get bread from the store. You ended up bumping into but not literally. "(Y/n)? What are you doing?" He asked as he stared at you. "I was getting stuff for my own home. What are doing?" You asked.

   The sounds of chatter from other people and the comfortable bubble you both made. Before he could answer you broke it by saying, "It's fine. I just need to hurry and do something!" You ran off leaving him dazed from the sudden change.

  Curious and could probably pull of an excuse to both of his dads so he began to follow you. You eventually just lay on a bench in the park. Tired and putting your jacket on yourself since you felt uncomfortable without covering yourself. "Hey," Pj said making you stiffen. He laughed as he manages to say, "So what's so important?"

   You see him and looked away. Your eyes were wet with tears. After watching a show it made you want to be better. You knew that you'd never be able to put a 360 but small things. The bag you held had a few things. Nothing to harm yourself but rather to help other people.

  Alina recommended a random show and you felt like you could do better. Pj placed his hand gently on your legs and sat beside you on the ground. Everything was cool and damp from the sprinkled rain from an hour ago. The shadows of the blanket of clouds overhead. "You alright?" He asked. You smiled and just looked up to the pretty sight above.

   Laughing a little you say, "Is it really that important? I'm just feel a bit of melancholy in the air. Nothing bad just rethinking a few parts of my life. I can't change the past but I met you and our friends. I think finding these small things is better than changing it now." He patted your legs and said, "Now you listen to me with my stupid questions and now I'm gonna listen you alright?"

   You laughed as you then say, "I just related to much with a character. That's about it. Don't worry." You get up and put your jacket back on with your back now damp, cold and your clothes sticking to your skin.

   He helped you up as you began to drag him to your home. "You knew I was going to walk you hone right?" Pj questioned. You nodded as this was simple. You felt sad and being the good friend, he was going to help whether you liked it or not. You did too but differently, you didn't have the courage to do it bluntly. So you did so with caution.

   You let go of his hand and he then says, "I know I shouldn't say this but I do like you. A lot." You nodded, "You're right I'm to emotionally vulnerable. I can't say I love you right now but I could answer you later. I promise you that."

   He let go of the breath he held in. "Thanks, (Y/n)."

   You both end up in front of your apartment complex. Giving him a hug before you go in, you smiled as you walked to your apartment. "I still think I like your though. It really wasn't an important issue but I'm flattered you think it is, Pj," you mutter.

  I know this probably seems a little sad but I can't think of something heartwarming right now. I created this book long ago. I wanted someone to care for me, who didn't want me to die. I know people who do but Undertale was my world. Now I want to grow, maybe not completely grow up but I want to enjoy this part of my life before I end up completely grown.

  Please enjoy your life guys. I may not personally know you all but someone does or will. I want to spill my guts but I'm gonna do something I should've done so long ago. Which is telling someone close I feel melancholic. Thank you guys for reading.

   I think I'm still gonna write but we'll see! I love you random people! Stay Determined!!❤️💙