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Edge x Anorexic! Fem! Reader Fluff

Not a request, just bored and depressed.

(Reader's P.o.v.)

Underfell really wasn't as bad as everyone said, they were all pretty much just assholes. Wasn't that hard to deal with when you were one. Well, tried to be. Edge understood that. He was the same way, putting on a brave face to impress everyone around him. Didn't stop his caring nature tho. I could tell it hurt him, caused him pain to have to fake a rough attitude and stung when 'Boss' yelled at him for stupid things. It seemed Boss was the only one he cared about while everyone else's shit just flew out the window. When he found out I was the same way, we made an arrangement. To be 'weak' together. Staying up and chatting the night away became habitual, sharing small moments of vulnerability bonding us closer and closer.

Tonight was a little different however. Edge came back from Grillby's upset and insisted staying in his room alone, after yelling at me about being so needy and clingy. "Why can't you just leave me alone?!" I couldn't get his angered voice out of my head. Kept thinking about how disgusting I really was, how could Edge ever really care about me? I'm just a pet. A tool. A poor excuse for the human that was supposed to save them all. Insecurity and anxiety crept into my soul, corrupt depression leaking into the mix. I held back tears as I sat next to his door, listening to his angry mutterings and things breaking as he destroyed his room. After a while he calmed down, but he didn't say anything. He knew I was here, no way he didn't. He growled again "God dammit (y/n) go the fuck away!" I flinched but listened "sorry" I spoke softly, before turning and walking down the hall to my room. I needed to be empty still anyway.

After stuffing the jar into the conveintly hidden crawl space in the wall, I straightened up. I went over to the closet and grabbed a rag and water bottle (I kept them stored just for this occasion) and began wiping my face before chugging some water and changing into some pj's. Thankfully, Sans never used his treadmill so he let me keep it in my room to use. Originally it was to keep me from having to go outside, now it was pretty much useless since I went out anyway. Still, always helped when I was awake and Sans didn't want me around. This wasn't the first time he locked me out, so I used the extra time to run. Placing the water bottle in the cup holder, I started to jog. Gradually, I upped the speed until I was running slow enough to be maintained. After a few hours, my vision was getting hazy. I drank some more water, barely managing to set it back down before slipping. I fell forward, clip breaking free as I flew off the treading. The machine shut off before I hit the floor, passing out from exhaustion.

"Kid? Kid!" I groaned weakly, srunching up my eyes before opening them. Edge was kneeled next to me, worry clear on his face. "..yeah?" I asked, wondering why he cared. He sighed "jesus you scared me. So heard this bang and then you were on the ground... But the window wasn't broke so.." He took a breath "just.. What'd you do?" I giggled "fell asleep on the treadmill" Sans laughed "wow. Haha your worse than me". We spent the rest of the night together, chatting like we always did. He ended up explaining that he had to deal with some jerks at Grillby's, his own insecurity infuriating him. Edge laughed "the worse thing is, they're right. I am weak, I don't belong here" he sighed, looing down at the floor "jus a fucking mistake.. Sittin' here being friendly when I shouldn't even care" he mumbled. I took his hand, loving to trace his phalanges "you're not a mistake. You just live in a world of assholes" he laughed "ain't that the truth" I smiled at him "your too sexy to be a mistake" I joked, earning another little laugh from him "better keep it down before we wake Boss up" he joked back, covering my mouth to quiet my own laughs. I smiled but nodded, leaning on his shoulder while we sat in silence. I yawned "good night, Edge" I mumbled sleepily "night, doll".

I awoke to Boss screaming "Go to work, useless shit!" Before the front door slammed. The house was dead silent. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I sat up in bed and lazily grabbed my phone. I played a song and got ready for the day.
~time skip~
Cleanings all done! I smiled at my work, one of the main reasons Boss kept me around. Even though he still liked to cleab when he got back, he enjoyed coming home to a clean house. As if it was ever dirty. He may have been an ass, but he was an ass with standards. I made my way upstairs and got back on the treadmill, running until I passed out again and wasting the rest of the day away sleeping. The door slamming again woke me up right on que. "WE'RE HOME (Y/N)! GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!" Boss yelled. It was so routine. Wake up, get dressed, clean the house, run, have dinner, store another jar and hang out with Sans. I don't even remember what my old life was like....i guess it didn't matter that much.

"Hey Sans?" I asked, tracing his hands again. "yeah, kid?" He grunted, actually looking tired for once "what's it like being a skeleton?" I asked, running my fingers up his arm. He laughed a little "you should know, practically are one" I paled "w-what do you mean?" He looked over at me, sockets black "you can't hide it from me" I moved back a little, shocked but he grabbed my wrist and held me in place "I can hear you y'know. Throwing up your food. I notice that when we're gone their never seems to be any food missing." I swallowed thickly, but tried to play it cool "I just eat small amounts, wouldn't want you guys-" I was cut off by Edge gripping my wrist tightly and growling "you don't eat. You never eat while we're gone and eat very little when we are. Stop lying" his voice was completely serious. I knew he wouldn't believe my attempts... Sans was too smart for that. I looked away from him, not able to meet his black sockets. "Why?" He asked, suddenly quiet. "Why won't you eat?" I bit my lip to prevent tears "I don't deserve to. I'm already so fat..." He grabbed my face, forcing me to meet his worried lights "no, you're not. not even close." I went to argue, but Edge cut me off " I need you, (y/n)... Please, eat. I can't let you die... Your the only one I can trust"

Tears spilled from my eyes as I choked back a sob "Edge, I'm not worth that. I'm just some ugly, stupid girl that bothers you and- and.." I trailed off, my voice becoming too broken to use. Edge pulled me into a hug "your not. your beautiful and i didn't mean it. you know I say stuff when i'm mad..." I nuzzled his chest and hugged him back, not able to say anything but not needing to as Edge just hugged me. He held me and shushed me as I cried into his chest, emotions running rampant as I spilled my confessions to him. All my insecureties and depressed thoughts until I couldn't anymore. He listened...to everything i had to say no matter how silly. I could never forget that. After I had settled down, he began to lift my shirt, face turning white as shock overtook his features. "(y/n).... " was all he could say, his hand raising to cover his mouth as tears came to his eyes. He looked at my very prominent ribs, then back up to me face before picking me up. I squealed as he did, my protests going unnoticed as he rushed my down stairs. He scrambled to pull some food from the cabinet and feed it to me, going slow as to not hurt me. "You have to eat, (y/n). I know this isn't something I can fix overnight, but I'm not going to let you keep doing this. Being skinny is fine, doll, but this? you'll die. I can't let you die" I sighed "i know.." He made me look at him "it's gonna be rough, but i'm here for you, ok? i'm always gonna be here for you" he pressed his forehead to mine, passion, love, and worry in his red eyelights. "I love you. And I'm gonna kill the assholes that did this to you"

I giggled and opened my mouth on reply only to get cut off, Edge's teeth pressed to my lips. I gasped in shock, before melting into him and kissing back. I closed my eyes in bliss, so happy that it was him. I'd always had a crush on him... but depression had other plans. 'Not anymore' I thought coyly before pulling back for air. Edge smile at me adoringly, holding a bite of food to my mouth. I smiled and took it, albeit hesitantly. Sans fed me half a plate before stopping, not wanting to shock my body. He spent the whole night with me, holding me close. Every day after that he spent with me, feeding me as much as he could before worshiping me, making me feel so special. He refused to let me fall, always there to pick me up and hold me when i was doubtful.... It took a really long time, but he was there for every step. We cured each other of our problems and began facing the new ones together.... I could never wish for anything more.

Yep. Done. Got my mushy shit out of the way haha. Hope you enjoyed.