His New Favorite Color

"Jesus Jay, learn to knock," you groaned, too settled in to sit up.

"Wait, is this a bad time?" Jay asked, halting in his walk towards the couch.

"No, no, you're fine. So you're finally moving out?" Sans' hand was still playing with your hair, making you hyper aware of his movements.

Jay nodded, sitting on the edge of the couch, "You say that like I didn't already live in a separate house."

"Still on their prop-" why did everyone think it was okay to interrupt you? And with laughter this time, no less. "What now?"

"Chica, oh, oh my God," Jay snorted, doubling over in laughter, "I can't be-believe- holy shit," He wheezed. "Those p-pants man."

You groaned, covering your face with your hands. "I didn't notice okay? Shut up."

"i think they look great babe." Sans picked up one of your hands, kissing it and setting to your side. Okay, you hadn't been picturing it this morning, he really was being touchy.

"Well of course you do," Jay rolled his eyes, "you're totally into her skelebutt."

Sans chuckled, shrugging. "ya got me there,"

"Okay, can we not talk about my butt? This is too weird."

"What, it's not like we haven't both seen it, Chica!" Jay joked, nudging you. Oh no, why did he have to bring this up?

Sans looked between the you and Jay, his eyes darkening.

"He, uh, he doesn't know, does he?" Jay spoke wearily, leaning away.

"no. is there something i should know?"

"Sans, honey, it isn't what you're thinking." You shook you head, sitting up.

"Honey?" Jay laughed, apparently forgetting his fear from a moment ago, "You guys are so mushy."

The skeleton raised an eyebrow- or his equivalent to one- waiting for an answer. You elbowed Jay in the ribs, prompting him to shut up.

"It was just this time, sophomore year, Jay was at my house and he walked in on me changing." Shaking your head at the memory, of how embarrassed you had been, you decided to leave out the part where Jay had been so awestruck that he had stood in your doorway, mouth agape, until you noticed him and screamed.

"n that's it?" Sans asked, eyeing you. He kept giving Jay dirty looks, and you hated it.

"Come here, bone head," You grabbed his face in your hands, pressing a kiss to his teeth. It just now struck you how raw your lips felt, how obviously your face must've shown the prior activities of your day. Sans was trying to deepen the kiss, but you pulled away, not about to let yourself get caught up in that again.

"If you need some alone time," Jay started, earning him another jab to the ribs. "Okay, okay, I get it."

Sans was giving you somewhat of a pleading look, so you took his hand in yours, lacing your fingers through his. "So, you're moving to the city?"

"Yeah, it's a couple minutes away, but guess who else is in the building?" He wiggled his eyebrows, smirking.

"I have no clue, who?"

"So I was moving the couch in,"

"You didn't think to tell me sooner? Jay, what the hell!"

"And we were halfway up the stairs, when who did I see but," he paused, no doubt for dramatic effect, "Muds!"

You gasped, letting go of Sans' hand to grab onto Jay. "You did not,"

"I did too." He smiled triumphantly, "We were talking, and I got her new phone number and everything."

"I haven't seen her since- well, it's been forever!" You couldn't help but squeal, you were full of excitement.

"But that isn't even the best part,"

"Better than Maduh?"

"Try Maduh's girlfriend."

You gasped, smiling, "Are you sure?"

"I'm pretty damn sure, Chica."

You pumped your fist in the air, challenging Papyrus with how loud you were being. "Yes! We fucking called it!"

"so, uh, who's maduh?" Sans asked from behind you, utterly lost.

"She was our friend from high school. Oh, Sans, I can't wait for you to meet her!" You smiled at him, receiving a blank face in return.

"meet her?"

"Well, yeah," you tilted your head to the side, "I've met your friends, I just thought you'd want to meet mine too," trailing off, you stared at the floor. Did he not want to?

"nah, 's not what i meant babe." Sans shook his head, taking your hand back and running his thumb over your knuckles, "you deal with my family all the time, course i wanna meet yours."

"Woah dude, her family?" Jay leaned past you to face Sans, a serious look on his face. Wait, Jay, being serious? How rare.

Sans' cheeks were dusted blue, and he was suddenly avoiding looking at you. "yeah?"

Jay eyed him, pursing his lips. "You think you're ready?"

"Jay!"

"No, let me talk about this, Chica. Best friends, remember?" You huffed in response, crossing your arms. He continued, "So Sans, you like my friend?"

"obviously." Not the time to get snarky, Sans.

"How much?"

"Nope, nope, you're not doing this."

"i-"

You pointed at Sans, raising your voice again, "Don't you dare answer him."

They both rolled their eyes at you, but Sans was the first to talk.

"yknow, it takes a lotta spine to ask somethin like that,"

"I'm going to the bathroom." You grunted, walking away from them, Jay laughing harder than he should have. You could hear them sharing jokes from down the hall. Half of the time you were worried that they'd fight, and the other half of the time you were afraid they'd like each other to much. They were acting like it, anyways. You looked in the mirror, and couldn't help but cringe. What used to be your lipstick was barely a stain- and mostly around your lips. You quickly washed it away, mad at yourself to not thinking to wipe it off or something beforehand. Leaning in more closely, you got a closer look at the state of your lips. Yeah, maybe next time he can make those magic lips of his. Or at least take it easy.

Sighing, you made your way back to the living room, where Jay was playing music on his phone.

"Charmeleon, Wartortle. Mewtwo, Tentacruel, Aerodactyl. Omanyte, Slowpoke. Pidgeot, Arbok - That's all, folks!" Jay ran through the lyrics like it was nothing, finishing the song. It really was nothing- Jay had had the lyrics to the pokerap memorized for nearly a decade.

"You are such a nerd," you ruffled Jay's already messy hair, grabbing his phone from him.

"Hey, your boyfriend brought it up! And the hell are you doing with that?" He tried to grab the phone from you, but you slipped away, opening his contacts.

Looking at Sans, you saw his face was blue again. You made eye contact with him, and he quickly looked away. "Sans, do you really think I'm going to judge you for-" you moved out of Jay's reach again, running to your kitchen, "liking Pokemon?"

Sans' response was muffled by Jay's yelling, chasing after you. You managed to slip past him and into your room, locking the door behind you.

"Trust me!" You spoke trough the door as you added Bratty's number, snickering.

"watcha doin?" Sans peered over your shoulder.

"How the hell?" You squeaked, turning to face the skeleton.

"magic," he shrugged.

"You ever gonna explain that?" Your vision was locked onto the phone, typing in a message to Bratty.

"i was just gonna ask for a goodbye kiss, but if that's how you're gonna be," He clicked his tongue that wasn't there, shaking his head.

"You're leaving?" You broke your gaze with the phone, focusing on Sans instead.

"gotta get to work. not all of us can have three days off."

"I could drive you?"

"m already late. 'sides, my way's a lot quicker." You nodded, smiling as Sans stepped closer. "so bout that goodbye kiss,"

"No getting handsy, sansy."

He wrapped his arms around your waist, closing the distance between you. "not making any promises," he teased, pulling you into a kiss. You struggled to not melt into him, to not become hopeless in his arms. It didn't work.

Jay knocked loudly on your door, stirring you both enough to break apart. "They could hear you two kissing from Greece! Chica, I'm sure he's not that good!"

Heat rose to your face, making you bubble with laughter. "I uh- um, Sans, what, what are you doing tomorrow night?"

"picked up an extra shift, why?" Sans smirked. He knew exactly why, but the fact you were asking made his day.

"Oh, I just figured we could go, uh," there was a groan from outside, "go see Jay! At his new place, yeah!"

"sorry babe, i wish i could. maybe another time." Sans stepped back, his hands in his pockets. "and i know you got all flustered over the whole butt thing," he gestured to your pants, "but hey, those jigglypuffs are lookin nice too." He winked, suddenly vanishing from thin air, leaving you flabbergasted in his wake.

"Chica, come on! I've got places to be." Jay whined from the hall.

Opening the door, you stepped out, tossing Jay his phone and heading to the living room.

"Damn Chica, you're looking redder than my old sneakers." He followed you into the next room, sinking into the bean bag chair.

"Bite me." You slipped out your own phone, replying to one of Papyrus' texts.

"Isn't that Sans' job?"

You simply glared at him, your face already burning. "So how long until you're officially moved in?"

"Should be done tomorrow, you should come hang out."

"I was planning on it, ya goof."

"Maybe you can bring one of your monster friends," Jay gasped at his idea, grinning up at you.

"They're just people Jay, really." You paused, looking at him, "And Bratty is busy."

He laughed, "That's not why I was asking."

"Mhm,"

"Really Chica, I thought you knew me better than that." He feigned hurt, even sniffling. "I guess you don't really know me."

"Jay, I can list your favorite Pokemon from each region. I know that your ringtone is the Super Mario theme. I know that you bought five of the same beanie just so you wouldn't have to pick one out every day."

"Shit, you knew about that last one?"

"I also know that you gave Sans that pickup line."

"Which one did he choose? Was it the pikachu one? The onix?"

"Jay, come on," you laughed, shaking your head.

"It was jigglypuff, wasn't it?"

You gave him a nasty look, the heat rushing to your face again. "Shut up."

"You're being so grumpy today. Not my fault that he gave you blue lips." He looked over at you, taking the strange look on your face as 'what the hell even?' "Y'know, like blue balls. But with kissing."

"Didn't you say you have to go?"

"Oh, yeah!" Jay extracted himself from his chair and pulled you from your seat to hug you. "Really though, stop stressing."

"I'm not stressing, Jay."

"Yeah? And what did you do today?"

You leaned back a bit from the hug to look at him. "Well,"

"Full story, Chica."

"Uhm, first Frisk woke us up, and then I got ready, and then I did their makeup too. Sans brought us food, and Toriel showed up, so I helped her make pie."

"Us? What do you mean, 'us'?"

"Me and Sans." You stated it like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"You guys slept together?!" Jay screamed. He looked like you had just told him that you killed everything he loved.

"Not like that! Just, he came over last night to talk."

"Talk about what? No, shit, story time. What about the pie?"

You sighed, picking up where you left off. "We finished the pie, Sans kicked my ass at Candy Land, and them Mettaton showed up."

"The transformer?"

"The one with the million movies." Jays face was blank, so you struck a pose that you thought resembled the robot. "Hello beauties and gentlebeauties!" You tried to make your voice deeper like his, but only came off as laughable.

"Ohh yeah, he kinda sucks."

You shrugged, continuing with the story, "They sent me and Sans to get chairs, everyone left, the end."

"I could understand being stressed about the celebrity, but that's still only four people, Chica."

"Papyrus, Undyne, and Alphys were here too. They're the ones who picked up Metta. Plus, they're all really close with Sans, so if I fuck it up with them," you trailed off, chewing on your bottom lip.

"There's no way you'll mess up, you've got this!" Jay gave you one last hug, kissing the top of your head. "They thought I just went to the bathroom, so I better get back."

"Not like you're gonna help." You teased.

"You really do know me." Jay wiped away a fake tear as he left, yelling one last thing. "Love you Chica! And I better see you tomorrow."

"Love you too, Jay!"

You sighed as the door clicked shut behind your best friend. Well, at least you glossed over the whole making out thing. Lounging on the couch again, you turned on the TV. You played around on your phone, making sure to reply to texts for once. Papyrus had been sending you a lot of selfies, all of which incorporated Mettaton in some way. It was cute really, the way Paps was so excited to see him. You received a text from Jay after he got to his new place, telling you that he arrived safely, which you'd both been doing for years.

After a while you realized that Toriel had left your pie in the kitchen, along with Sans'. You reheated it before chowing down. It was the best pie you had ever eaten, no contest. You put Sans' piece in the fridge, spending the rest of the night cleaning up, playing music throughout the apartment. There were dishes to do in the kitchen, the living room, and even a few in your room. You took the chance to do laundry downstairs, meeting a few other monsters while doing so. Even after living in the building for a few weeks, you hadn't really met anyone outside of your floor. That, and skeletons' friends.

It was after 9 by the time you were finished. Sure, you had spent a lot of time doing impromptu dances, but still! You took another shower, relieved to clean yourself after everything today. The dirtiest part of your day hadn't even been the several hour cleaning process.

After your shower, you changed into the comfiest pajamas you could find and climbed into your bed. You plugged in your phone, still playing music, to charge, turning the volume down significantly. Humming along to the songs, you played senseless games on your phone for a while. You were finally getting tired, but God was it hot. There was no way you'd get out of bed now. No way. No way at all.

Okay, maybe if you just put shorts on?

You hopped out of bed, slipping out of your too hot pants. Grabbing your half-folded laundry basket, you searched for a pair of shorts. Every time you thought you had finally found a pair, you were wrong. You had just washed some, where could they be?

"heh,"

"SANS!" You screamed, throwing the clothes at him, successfully covering his face. "Out! Out out out!" You shoved him out of your room, your face bright pink.

"guess jay and i are even now."

"You are so gross!" You walked back into your room,slamming your bedroom door behind you.

There was a moment of silence as you put on shorts, but then from the other side of the door, "just wanted to get a pik-at-chu."