(Y/n) was a cheerful young girl once. Her life couldn't have been better, that is until that fateful day. With the loss of her mother and becoming a victim of sex trafficking for many years, she decided that maybe death would be better. She decide...
When you wake up you see that Sans is not next to you. You look at the clock and see that it's 8:12 am. Quite early for Sans to be up and moving around. You get out of bed and stretch, a few bones pop causing you to groan in pleasure. You make your way to the closet and pick out an outfit for today.
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You walk out of the room and into the bathroom to finish getting ready. You grab your brush and slowly brush through the tangled mess that your (h/c) hair has become. You apply a little bit of makeup to cover any blemishes and/or insecurities. You add concealer to your under eyes in hopes of hiding the bags that have made a home there. You also put on some mascara and a little bit of pinky-red lipstick to add some much-needed color to your lips. (This is if you are like me and wear contacts) You put in your contacts and take one last look at yourself in the mirror before making your way downstairs. You look to the couch expecting to see Sans asleep but it's empty. Paps is already at work so you figure Sans is at one of his stations.
You make your way to the kitchen and see a note on the counter. Sure enough, it says that Pap dragged Sans to an early shift because he wants to do something with everyone tonight. Confused, you read the note again. What could Paps want to do tonight? And who does he mean by everyone? Just the three of us or does he want Undyne and Alphys here too? You brush away the thought as you start to make breakfast for yourself.
After you finished eating you decided that you should clean the living room. It was a mess and if there was a possibility of people coming over you wanted it to look nice. You made a pile of Sans' stuff to bring up to his room while dusting and vacuuming the room. As you finish up you hear the all too familiar whooshing sound signifying Sans is home. You put the cleaning supplies away and head over to say hi to Sans. Unfortunately, you forgot about the pile you made earlier. As you walk over to him you trip on one of Sans' jackets and fall onto Sans. Your head went straight into his chest which helped hide the blush that was making its way onto your face. You groan as you hear Sans start laughing. "Falling for me already, Sweetheart?" His chest rattles under you from his laughter. You move your head back to look at him only to realize what situation you are now in. Your blush darkens when you look down and notice that you are sitting on his lap but that's not the problem. The problem was the position you were in. You were straddling him! You quickly jump off of him and make a hasty escape to the kitchen. You sigh in an attempt to calm down.
As you are practicing breathing you feel hands grip your waist. You turn your head to see Sans looking down at you. "Now why'd you have to jump up so quickly? I was enjoying the view." He states making you blush again. He laughs again, "Now why don't we go back? That was really nice." Your face turns an even brighter shade of red as his laughter echoes through the kitchen. You avert his gaze before he can see how red you are. "Oh come on sweetheart. Look at me. I want to see that beautiful face of yours."
"S-Sans? W-what has gotten into y-you?" You question him but still refuse to turn around.
"Why are you so red, sweetheart? Is there something you want to tell me? Maybe, I don't know. Maybe you like me." His words catch you off guard as you swing around to look at him in the face. You're speechless as you watch him chuckle at your reaction to his words. "Geeze I was just joking. Wow. That was hilarious." You watch him exit the kitchen and make your way back to the couch. His words no longer leave you flustered, instead, they leave you pissed off. Without thinking of the consequences, You make your way to where he's now sitting on the couch.
You stop in front of him getting his attention. Before he has time to say anything you slap him. "SO THIS IS WHAT I GET! AFTER I PICK UP AFTER YOU! MAKE DINNER FOR YOU! PRACTICALLY DO EVERYTHING FOR YOU! THIS IS HOW YOU DECIDED TO ACT! YOU KNOW WHAT? I DON'T KNOW WHY I'M SURPRISED! I SHOULDN'T EXPECT ANYTHING LESS FROM YOU! AND TO THINK THAT I ACTUALLY STARTED TO LIKE YOU!" You yell at him making him slightly back away from the surprise. You had never lost your temper with him, never. Without waiting for a response, you walk away and go into the bathroom. The one place in the house that you know you can be left alone. After you close and lock the door, you sit down. Without caring who hears, you start to cry.
(Sans POV):
I sit there speechless. I didn't know what to do. The most level headed person I know just screamed at me. Not only that but she actually confessed to liking me. OMG, what have I done? I watch her go into the bathroom and seconds later hear her crying. I usually don't like invading her personal space but...
She just confessed to liking me. She didn't even give me a chance to tell her how I feel. So just this once, I'll do it. I teleport into the bathroom to see her curled up in a ball against the wall, crying. I sigh, catching her attention. She looks up at me as tears stream down her beautiful face. Even when crying she's beautiful. I can tell she's waiting for me to speak so I clear my nonexistent throat, "Look, sweetheart, ya didn't give a chance to say nothin' and I know that I shouldn't be in here an all but..." I trail off and look at her again. She's looking at me with curiosity. I sigh before continuing, " Ya know, it's kinda selfish of you to tell me how ya feel but walk away before I can respond." Her gaze hardens at the word selfish. "Sweetheart, I uh, I like ya too. I know I may not exactly show that I appreciate ya but I do. You are the most selfless, level headed, and beautiful girl I know. For me not to like you would be hard to believe. And I wasn't kidding earlier. When you tripped, I really did like the view I saw. But not the one you think. I got to see the most gorgeous being in the universe sitting on me. What better view could there be? Also, your ass looked amazing in that position." Her face became a cherry red as I said the last part. I laugh at her reaction then pull her into a hug. "Now how about you stop crying your pretty little head off and come watch some T.V. with me." She giggles before finally nodding her approval of the idea. As we leave the bathroom she stops. I look back to see what's wrong but she just smiles.
"Go down and get the T.V. set up. I'll be down in a minute." I shrug and make my way to do as she asked. As I walk away I hear her close the bathroom door again and the sink gets turned on. Heh, she probably noticed that her mascara was running horribly. Not that I minded, she still looked as gorgeous as ever. But Boss did say something about inviting some people over. I wonder if she knows or not.
