Undertale AU: Reader x One Shots

Maybe Don't (G x Reader)

Hey all.

I profusely apologize for how inactive I have been, especially for my other books and for my Question book. I have been thinking that what I did was a terrible decision and I want to take it back. However I am scared that most people won't see it or it will have already affected someone so much that it just... won't matter or they'll be angry with me or they just don't want to go back because my writing is already bad and I just can't seem do to it right.

Anyway, I recently got inspiration for this little one shot and I hope you enjoy it.

Once again, I am sorry.

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"I should hang up the phone"

"Maybe don't." He responded.

"I think I should go....."

"But maybe don't dollie..."

"G I run from the things that I want the most-"

"I get that's what you do but-"

"We should never speak again." You interrupted. Sighing heavily, a lump began to well up in your chest. "Because I like you," you mumbled, your head down. "And lately it's been only getting worse..." Running a hand through your hair you spoke again. "So we should never speak again, because I want to..." You breathe shakily and grip your shirt where it's close to your heart. "I've run through every outcome and in every one I'm hurt." Concern and worry are etched into G's face as he hears you suppress a sob.

Regaining some of your composure you continue. "Oh I hate surprises," You pause, bitting your lip and bouncing your leg anxiously. "But you surprise me.." A weak smile appears before it falls just as quickly.

"I should hang up the phone."

"Maybe don't."

"I think I should go-"

"Maybe don't."

"I run from the things that I want the most." "I get that's what you do but," G hesitated, wondering if you were going to cut him off. You were silent so he continued, "maybe don't." Pausing, your emotions threatened to take over.

You took a shakey breath. ".....I'm not saying I'm wrong but you may be right.... I don't know how to fall asleep unless you say goodnight." You admitted with a slight nervous laugh and G smiled softly. "I run from the things that I want the most" G frowned once more, "I get that's what you do but, maybe don't" When you didn't respond he continued.

"I'm hoping I could get a word with your expectations, 'cause they don't seem to be based on you and me." He leaned back against his couch, staring at his ceiling with a concerned look. "You've been making group decisions about us, without us. Tell me what I'm gonna say and let me edit," He leaned forward once again. "I think it could be different if you let it." He added softly with a reassuring tone. You didn't respond for a moment.

Finally, ".........I should hang up the phone-"

"Maybe don't." You hugged yourself with your free arm, "I think I should go-" G interrupted you again, "Maybe don't. You run from the things that you want the most... and I get that's what you do but, maybe don't.."

You took a breath. "I'm not saying I'm wrong but you may be right.. I don't know how to fall asleep unless you say goodnight." You admitted once more with a solemn smile as your eyes watered. "Yeah I run from the things that I want the most." "I get that's what you do but maybe don't"

".....maybe don't..." you repeated, thinking. "Maybe don't, yeah" A small hopeful smile appeared on G's face, and he wondered if you would finally let him in. "I run from the things that I want the most.." G fiddled with the couch fabric. "And I get that's what you do but-"

"This is just a heads up." You cut in. "I mess people's heads up... only 'cause I'm scared of losing mine." Your leg bounces as you stubbornly try to relent. You want to let him in so badly but you're so scared. "If you could be less honest, tick a couple less boxes, I could sabotage this and still be justified." G smiled sympathetically, knowing he would never let that happen.

You smiled a bit as well then repeated your line. "I should hang up the phone you said maybe don't. I should always be alone you said maybe don't. 'Cause I run from the things that I want the most. And I guess that's what I do but the more I think it through I'm not saying that I'm wrong but you may be right..." G smiled softly. "And I'm running out of reasons to push you aside," You ran a hand through your hair once more with a weak frustrated sigh. Your tears fell silently while you had a weak, almost disbelieving smile on your face. "Yeah I run from the things that I want the most"

"I get that's what you do but-"

"Maybe don't." You finished, shaking your head a bit with tears streaming down your face.

It was silent for the next few moments. ".....you want me to come over Dollie?" G finally asked with concern, care, and love lacing his voice. "Yes" You choked out, covering your mouth to silence your crying. The line goes dead and you feel a pair of skeletal arms wrap around you protectively. You sob and turn in his hold, gripping onto him tightly. G hugs you back just as tight, so happy he gets to do this for you. He buries his face in your hair and rocks the both of you back and forth soothingly.

"I'm here baby doll, I'm here. I'm not going anywhere, I promise." You nod against his broad chest and hug him tighter. G hugs you closer to him and kisses your head softly.

Rain pitter patters against the windows as the two comfort each other, with G's gentle sways slowly mending your deep, open wounds. Eventually, you are calm enough to hear his soul beat and be lulled you into a tired, peaceful state. G doesn't move, but rather stays holding you, and slowly falling asleep.