I WANT F!SANS HAPPY!! LET HIM FEEL THE LOVE HE DESERVES!!
alright alright alright. thanks @kamari3 because i’m about to totally steal some ideas for this continuation of a continuation (click to find part 1 (fluff) and part 2 (angst))
this got extremely long so i had to put most of it under a read more. enjoy a fluffy ending! ❤
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It hurt so badly when she left. Sans didn’t want to even look at his soul because he knew there would be another big crack right where her fingers held it. He hated himself for driving her away. He knew his soul was broken and ugly. He shouldn’t have shown it. If he just kept it to himself like he always planned to do, she’d still be here. She’d still be with him.
He felt so weak, but it wasn’t his fault. She left him at his most vulnerable. She knew. She knew.
Sans hadn’t seen her since, but he wasn’t sure if that’s because she was good at avoiding him or if because she’d left town entirely.
It took almost two years before he finally stopped tapping things three times out of habit. The ghosts of i love you finally stopped and Sans finally started feeling like how he used to be. How he was before her.
And that’s right around the time you quite literally fell into his life by falling flat on your face at the park.
“hey check it out kiddo, a fuckin’ face plant in its natural habitat,” he said before laughing at you.
“Sans, that’s really mean,” Frisk said. They went over to help you up.
“see, bitch is fine save for a bloody nose,” Sans said with a shrug.
“Sans!”
“Nah, he’s right,” you said, covering your face. “I’m okay. Should’ve watched where I was going.”
Frisk pulled out a tissue and started dabbing your face. “Sorry about him, he’s kind of an asshole.”
non-suspicious 