The Day of New Names
You had been spending a lot more time with Papyrus and his friends than you ever intended to. On Monday's and Thursday's you both worked, Tuesday's were make breakfasts days, Followed by long chats in the park on Wednesday's. And on Friday was play day *weekends you worked*, you'd go out with the skelebros,Frisk *who you've come to love*, Undyne a modern day amazon, and Alphys her lovable nerdy girlfriend. After meeting them one by one they became your new friends, your old ones not even bothering to call anymore. And Sans well, he's kept some type of distance between you and him *literally and figuratively*. Anytime we'd sit in a booth, he makes an effort to sit as far away from you as possible, but other times you would catch him trying to get close to you or just plain starring.
But today was Friday and the crew was going ice skating, and if you knew sans *which you sorta did* he wouldn't be skating. He'd be sitting out taking pictures or eating, and you planned the perfect trap for him. It's not like he did anything but being avoided does start to hurt after awhile, so you were going to force him to talk whether he likes it or not. Coincidentally you also put on a bit more makeup than usual, and slipped on your tightest pair of skinny jeans *for no reason of course*. You threw on your coat, declaring yourself sexy and started heading out.
sigh “let's do this”
(At the skating rink)
“AAH AAH ____ I'M DOING IT I AM THE MASTER OF SKATING.”
“yeah you're doing it slow down though paps, take it slow”
“I AM FASTER THAN EVER BEFORE”
“wait…”
Too late, he's already gone trying to catch up to Undyne and Alphys. You stopped Frisk coming behind you and patting, the back of your leg.
“what's new pussycat”
They raised an eyebrow at the new nickname, *not a fan of Tom Jones i see*.
Seeming not to get the reference, you elaborated.
“an old singer's song don't worry about it, just asking what you need squirt”
They dug their phone out of their pockets giving to you, after giving them a questioning look they pointed past your head. When you turned around you saw Sans sleeping arms behind his head against the wall, registering that they wanted you to give their phone to him you took it.
“yeah… sure… but why don’t you just do it yourself”
They started skating away giving you a saucy wink, as they went to catch up with the rest of the group. Well you wanted a reason to go over to him, this was as good as any. Once you got off the rink you slunk into the crowd so he wouldn't notice you and try to leave his seat. With all the noise, he couldn't hear you sneak into the seat next to him. Just as you were about to say something….
“what's up doll”
“how did you know I was here”
“I could tell as soon as you got off the rink kid, gotta be slicker than that”
“well I...I just came to give you Frisk’s phone”
You slammed it down on the table instantly regretting it, he finally opened his eyes narrowing them looking down at the phone and then you *for an awkward amount of time you might add*, until he closed them letting out a sigh.
“No you didn't, you needed an excuse to come over here and talk to me didn't you”
You blushed embarrassed that he found out about your plan, but as stubborn as you are you weren't going to let him know that. So you tried to play it cool.
“n-no Frisk just didn't want to crush their phone if they happened to bust their ass while skating”
*real nice job playing it cool, yeah you're as cool as eskimos drinking ice water* he let out a heavy sigh, rubbing his eye socket.
“you're doing it again”
“....doing what”?
Once again magically he was in your personal bubble, eyes dark but voice dripping with an eerie darkness. Grabbing your chin with his pointer finger and his thumb forcing you closer, with your breath stolen from your lungs you could only stare.
“T H A T G O D D A M B L U S H,you don't seem to understand what it does to me so let me explain it to you. Every look every thought that you have of me you seem to have this ‘wanting’ aura. Making it hard to be around you without wanting to bend you over any table I can find and fuck the ever living shit out your brains. Even when I try to distance myself from you, your like a siren always drawing me back in with some type of magic. So I decided why hold back anymore, any chance I get I'll tease and make you suffer till your on your goddamn knees begging me to fuck you raw understand”?
…..Once you learned how to breath again , you sucked in a much needed breath of air. How… what does that even mean.
“close your mouth kid, before I have to stick something…”
“SANS”
He shot up from his seat surprised at his brothers call, Papyrus had practically ran straight into the divider. Holding on for dear life so he wouldn't fall, any other time you would of laughed but you weren't in the mood.
“BROTHER YOU'RE NOT BEING RUDE TO ___ ARE YOU”?
*yes, yes he is*
“naw, bro we were just talk’in, and tibia honest she's quite humerus ”.
“GOOD IT PLEASES ME TO SEE YOU TWO GETTING ALONG”.
And with that he left, leaving the uncomfortable silence here. What did any of that mean, *let's break it down*
- Sans doesn't hate you.
- He wants to fuck you.
- He thinks you want to fuck him
- He just might fuck you.
“ you've been quiet for a long time doll, what about this….. I'll make you a deal k”
“....What type of deal”
*whatever it is it already sounded sketchy*
“oh don't worry doll i think this will benefit both of us”.