A/N – Adult!FriskxSans warning! Post-Pacifist, SPOILERS! Frisk is early 20's, and associates as a cisgender female.
Fluffy smutty glory. Rated M for future chapters.
Mentions of: marijuana, alcohol, non-consent, continue at your own risk!
"Morning, momma!" Frisk called into the kitchen, greeting Toriel who was sitting at the table, enjoying a light breakfast.
"Good morning, dear one! Are you ready for your first day at your new job?" the warm voice was still waking up, unlike her daughter who was alive with energy. As Frisk combed through their cabinets for cereal, she nodded eagerly. She wanted to make her mother proud; she had worked so hard to get this job. It was a lower position, but with a lot of potential to advance. She worked as an assistant at a local monster/human community center. Since the area near where the barrier had been became a melting pot of the two species. Asgore and another human had formed it together after they all emerged the underground. Frisk would be running programs for kids and teens of both kinds; being a child who grew up with monsters, she was well aware of the boundaries and tactics needed to keep everyone safe and acquainted.
All of her dearest friends had found jobs; Alphys and Sans did research at a government-funded laboratory, Papyrus and Toriel worked at the local school which Toriel founded, and even Undyne began working there doing gym and self-defense classes. Frisk spent many years getting their degree online while helping out at the school, but she wanted to do more community-wise, as very few human children attended Toriel's school.
She had become extremely close with Sans in the past couple years since she graduated. He helped Frisk remember to take breaks in between work. She had so much on her plate in recent years, working full weeks while studying and doing homework, he made sure she still had time to take care of herself.
Knock knock.
"Hey, Papyrus and I are over for dinner, aren't you gonna join us?" Sans called into the messy bedroom. He saw Frisk staring blankly as she typed furiously.
"Uuuuh.. yes! Yeah!" she said, tapping in the last few sentences for a long paper she had been working on. "I'm just about done…" she hit SAVE and closed the laptop. Frisk finally caught a waft of the homemade bread that was baking downstairs. "Ohh that smells amazing…" her stomach grumbled, loudly. "So are we just having an early dinner, or….?
"EARLY? IT'S NEARLY 7, SILLY HUMAN!" Papyrus said with complete exuberance as he passed by Frisk's room.
Frisk nearly slammed her head onto her desk if it hadn't landed on one of her arms which blocked the way. Sans gave her a look. "You're kidding me, right?" She gave no response. "I thought we had this talk that you gotta eat more. Take a walk in the sun each day. Ya know, be alive a little."
She nodded, rubbing her eyes stressfully. "I know… I forgot… I wanted to start early and get it done but I had a hard time getting it done." She scoffed at her own predicament. "I spent a whole day off on a paper that barely counts on my final grade. How is that for predictable?"
"But you're done now, so come on!" Sans asked eagerly. But Frisk ruined in with a defeated whimper.
"I wish… I still have another project to get done, and I promised Toriel I would drive to pick up a guest speaker for the school at the airport tomorrow."
"But that's… that's a few hours just GETTING there! Aw kid, c'mon, please join us? I never get to see you when you aren't working anymore".
Frisk agreed to, which she later regretted. She ended up pulling an all-nighter since he and Papyrus left so later, and ended up falling asleep at the wheel on her way to the airport. She called Alphys to come and get her, extremely embarrassed and reluctant to tell Toriel. When Toriel found out, she was extremely upset, mostly that Frisk had lied about the whole thing.
Sans was finishing up his shift at the lab, saying "good night" to Dr. Alphys, who was getting picked up by Undyne. Sans walked a few blocks to the community center to walk Frisk home from work. When he got there, he peered in to see her hastily trying to clean what seemed to be an enormous mess of papers, toys, board games, and art supplies. She noticed Sans in the window and gestured that she would be done soon, and continued back to cleaning.
Sans walked in, observing the trashed play room for the younger kids. "Boy, they were just as eager as you for your first day!" He noticed his comment wasn't heard, as Frisk continued to clean as best she could. She took a deep breath after returning the pencils to a large cup, and placed her hands on her hips.
"It's…good enough until tomorrow." She was exhausted she, she thought she would've been done earlier, but she was left alone to clean up.
"I'll say. Look great!" Sans smiled, which made Frisk crack a small smile. "C'mon, let's get some dinner to go; I'm starving for some Grillby's!" Frisk nodded in agreement, and after turning off the lights and locking up, they were off to get some burgers. The windy autumn night was chilly, but luckily not too freezing for them to take their time walking over.
"How was your day at the lab?" she said, finally break the silence after a few blocks of quiet travel.
"It was all right, knee-cap deep in a project right now, should be getting the results in tomorrow. I would give ya more details, but you know how non-disclosures are!" She giggled a little, and nodded knowingly. As he finished talking, a few flakes of snow began to fall; they picked up the pace a little to get to their destination before it got heavier.
They placed their order of two burgers, split of fries and a drink each. Sans stuck to some diet soda while Frisk got a glass of wine. They continued to talk about their day, as the snow piled up outside.
They joked, they complained about their jobs, enjoyed a few more drinks. Frisk picked up the tab, along with the tab from the past week that Sans had incurred, and they ordered one last round.
"So… lemme get this straight… Alphys doesn't talk about anime during work? How is that possible?" Frisk asked, her voice getting a little goofy from her buzz.
"No! I swear! She is completely professional, it's kinda weird," Sans said.
Frisk laid her head on the counter, sleepily. "We probably have to go soon, huh?"
"Yea buddy, but that's all right. Call Tori and sleep over at our place, we can't possibly walk to Tori's in this weather. She'll understand." Sans desperately wanted a reason to get her to come over.
"Nah, she'll love the idea, safety is like her middle name…" she dialed her mother, and left a message explaining the sleepover. She always kept extra clothes at Sans's apartment, just in case, but this was the first time she's actually be using them.
"Ohhhh Saaaans! Have I been to your apartment yet?" she asked, dazedly spinning around the living room.
He softly giggled to himself, she was pretty cute a little tipsy. "Been here a couple months, I think you were having finals week when I actually moved." Frisk nodded as she explored the living room, and discovering a comfy spot on the couch. He put her coat and bag near the coat closet and joined her on the couch, sitting very close to her.
"Hey kid…" he turned to her, placing a hand in an open spot between her waist and the couch, the other on the arm of the side she was leaning on. "You're sitting in my spot." It wasn't even really a joke, and she burst out laughing. Not hard, just a tired giggle out of exhaustion. Sans brushed her hair to the side of her face as she began dozing off to sleep. So close… I wonder if she'll remember about this in the morning. He sat back up, and stood up to make his way to his room to grab an extra blanket for her. As he started walking away, he felt her hand grasp is. He blushed hard, a lot more startled than he let on to be. Frisk pulled him down to her level, which was done easily enough with her completely immersed, and then she gave him a small kiss on the head. His heart melted, and he felt…warm. His cheekbones flushed just a light blue color, and it made Frisk smile when she saw it through her slowly closing eyes. He continued on his way to get her a blanket, and grabbed the fuzziest one he owned. He tucked it all around her, matching the curved to curl up on the couch. She nuzzled the bed, affectionate that it was so soft, and fell asleep. Sans rubbed his own shoulder, seeing if it would be a cozy as the bed was with his sweatshirt on. He sighed, a little dejected, and crawled into bed.
His buzz wore off a while ago, but he realized it was good they were both going to bed sooner than later, they still had to work in the morning. He felt himself drift off…no dreams to accompany his sleep, but some nights that was more welcome. As the sunrise hit his eyes through the window, he wanted to pull the sheets in front of his face; hoping morning would come a little later if he did. He rolled back and forth, unable to go back to sleep, thinking about who was now sound asleep on his couch. He slipped out of bed, and glanced out into the living room. What he saw was different than what he imagined.
Sitting up on the couch, still snuggled under his blanket, he saw Frisk holding a steaming cup of coffee. Her eyes glistened with tears, and the edges were red and puffy; despite her efforts to hide it, Sans knew she had been crying. "Mornin'…" she said, smiling.
Sans sat next to her on the couch. "Everything all right, pal?" he asked, trying not to sound too serious and upset her more. She nodded, so Sans took his cue to get himself some coffee too. Sans took his coffee with lots of cream and a bit of sugar, and rejoined Frisk on the couch. They sat quietly, letting the minutes tick by before they would both have to leave and go back to work.
Once Frisk's cup was empty, she decided she should say what was on her mind. "I… I'd like to come over again tonight, if that's all right?" She stared into her empty coffee mug.
"You haven't even left yet," Sans replied with a wink. It made him relieved to see her giggle a little. "But sure, you can come back, I'm doing a visit to the school today, so I'll let her know." Frisk nodded, finally looking up at him, he knew she was still fighting back some leftover tears. "But I gotta ask… what's eating you kid?"
She shrugged, it was difficult enough for her to explain it to herself. "I guess I'm just not comfortable at home anymore. It's not that Toriel isn't supportive, but I feel a little…trapped?"
Sans nodded, and then thought of a wonderful idea. "Say… so I got this apartment in case Papyrus ever moved back in with me, but it's seems he is doing pretty good on his own, so there is an extra bedroom, and it'd help a lot to have someone to help with the rent…" He nervously awaited a response, and when her eyes met his, he saw a smile brighten her face.
"I'd… love that!"
They put off their next get together off until the following week, when Toriel had the time off to help Frisk move. The next two full weeks of work were extremely long, but when that Friday night came, it hardly seemed real to Frisk.
"Oh my… are you sure, dear? I'm worried about you living in such a dense neighborhood, and the room here is smaller than your room at my house!" Toriel, who was helping Frisk unpack as evening started to fall.
"It'll be fine mom! You aren't that far away, and I will call you if anything happens. And Sans promised you that he'd look after me, remember?" Frisk nudged her mother, who then sighed.
"Heehee, that's true." Toriel turned to call out the bedroom door. "You hear that, Sans? You promised!"
Sans smiled as he unpacked some of Frisk's favorite mugs in one of the cupboards. "Loud and clear, Tori!"
The longest part was getting all of Frisk's books onto her shelf, but after Toriel had made the bed up, Frisk asked her to call it a night and get some rest. Toriel nodded, hugged her beloved child, and bid them goodnight. Frisk left half the books in their boxes, saving that project for another day.
"Sooo, how about some Grillby's?" she asked Sans, impatiently. She was so excited to be living on her own… well, at least without a parent of some kind.
"Sure, but we're getting it to go and coming back here." Sans said, getting his phone and keys
"What?!" Frisk was utterly surprised.
"Well, it's your first night here, you should get settled in. Plus I haven't seen ya since our sleepover, really, we should establish some apartment rules." He said, winking. "I'll give you a hint: there are no rules, just don't bring any boys back without letting me know."
Frisk paused for a moment, "Why would I br-" she stopped herself. Nonono… don't tell him like this…
"All right, anyone you decide to come over, just swing it by me." Sans smiled, holding the door open for Frisk. "You coming?" She nodded, following him down the stairs and over to Grillby's.
They sat at the bar, and Sans knocked on the table. "Hey Grillby, two burgs to go." The bartender nodded, and disappeared into the back.
They noticed a few familiar faces, some monsters, some humans. "This is like a community center, too, wouldn't you say?" Sans asked Frisk, who was staring blankly at her own hands as she rubbed her palms, trying to warm them up.
"Huh? Yeah… in a way." She finally replied.
"Long day at work, kid?" he asked, patiently. Frisk nodded, leaning over to put her head on her shoulder, holding his arm as she did. He seized up, trying not to blush too noticeably.
"Yeah, it's a good job, just a lot of long hours." She smushed her face into her jacket. Am I dreaming? Sans asked himself.
Grillby returned with two burgers, wrapped in foil, he eyes glued onto Sans's face. Frisk sat up, and placed some cash on the counter. "Thanks, Grillby!"
The flaming bartender laughed quietly to himself, putting the cash in the register, and the two of them left, burgers in tow.
