As me and sans were exiting the Mall, he held onto the bag full of gifts for Papyrus. Inside, I could hear a little something jingling, sans bought it at a different shop, he won't tell me what it is.
"So, Is Papyrus into... bells or something?..." I asked, confused.
Sans had that same cheeky smile on his face and said, "Nah, he isn't," and didn't elaborate further.
Since the car was a bit away in the lot, we had a lot of silence between us. My brain decided to fill up the silence with a memory, of this morning, when sans called me darling in our texts. I couldn't help but burn-up at that thought, sure it isn't necessarily a normal thing to call someone, but should I actually be this flustered over it?...
"Uhm, hey, sans?" I chose to question him about it.
"yeah?" He said in-turn.
"So, today, this morning, when you called me..." I felt myself get quieter, "uhhh, "darling", that uhm- doesn't seem normal for you..." Do I even have the right to say that about a monster I JUST met?... Well, I already said it.
I looked over to him, and saw him blushing, at least, I assumed that's what that blue stuff was. "erm- yeah, no, you're right. I've been around Mettaton to much. He uh, ain't the best influence. But, he is entertainin'. He has the whole underground fatuated with em'..."
"Oh? Does Mettaton say that a lot?"
"Yeah, it's basically his fanbase's name. Paps is a huge fan." He looked up at the sky, it looks like he was thinking of something.
As soon as our conversation started, I feel like it ended, as we reached the car. I went over to the passengers side, and hoped in. Sans put the bag of items in the backseats, and started up the car.
As the scenery passed us, I start to reflect on the day. I saw Alysea and Melody, and they seem to be in a good place. I'm happy for them, and I wonder... What happened to my friends after I left them?... Was that the best course of action? Should I really have stormed out like that?... Never mind that, there isn't anything I can do now... Speaking about today, what about me and sans?... The more I though, I realized, this wasn't as weird as I thought it would be. Or uhm, a date. I felt myself get more and more embarrassed as I continued to think about my rapid thoughts before all this. It was silly of me to even think this would have anything more. But, it is weird that he asked me of all people.
Almost as if reading my mind, "Uh, Sorry to drag ya out here y/n... I know you don't know much about my brother, but, I wanted to honestly get to know you more..." I felt my heart skip a beat. That's when I remembered what Papyrus said, sans... fields... his dreams.
"Sans. I have a question..." I got nothing in reply aside from a 'mmm?', "Uhm, so, Papyrus told me something about... your dreams?" I could feel the mood shift, and the tention thicken.
"uh, what did he tell ya?..." He said, solemnly.
"You dream of a field, and a girl. A girl with my name..." I could feel eyes all on me, for some reason, "A-AND I'm-I'm not assuming th-that girl is ME but, you know, how weird it might be for someone in your life to have a name of someone in your dreams..." I kept on resisting the urge to ramble on about this weird situation, "Anyways... I just wanted to say I have the same dreams as you. Of the field."
There was silence for a moment, which felt like an eternity.
Until he said, "Y/n you are the girl from my dream, there's no denying that. I just-..." The on-going traffic sound filled the holes in our conversation, as sans sat there, with an unexplainable expression, "I just don't know what to do about that... Aside from saying thank you...."
The car ride was silent for the the rest of the ride.
Word count: 691
Time posted: 9/17/23 @ 3:35 AM
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Two jackets || Sans x reader || Read desc. for TW (ARCHIVED, NOT FINISHED)
RomanceTW!!!! The story will go over topics of s*xual abuse, and other things of that sort. A dream of hope, of love. There he laid, someone. They couldn't see him but, they knew, he was just like them. Alone, worried, and maybe even scared of life. There...
