There he was.
Standing there, in the corner of the living room, balancing a red solo cup in his hand.
He watched the people around him, seemingly bored of the meaningless small talk that was common at these kind of disco lights heightening his porcelain features and wild, white hair. His gray eyes, so large and full of emotion - a veil of sadness hidden deep within the iris.
Why would he even be here? At this kind of place? Sans' heart raced as his skull became red and flustered at the sight of him.
Nagito Komaeda was at this party! Sans couldn't believe his eyes. His crush was here, out of all places.
Sans took a sip of beer from his own solo cup, letting the liquid courage flow through his skeleton body. Should I go talk to him? He seems lonely - but Nagito might just want to left on his own. He doesn't want someone like me bothering him.
As Sans was about to turn away, he glimpsed back at Nagito, before turning away to find his brother. By now Papyrus would've found the karaoke machine that he carelessly tossed in the truck, and clueless on how to set it up. The rest of the night was going to be filled with drunken screeching of people attempt to sing Celine Dion, along with Papyrus making up his own lyrics to songs he didn't know.
Suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder, flinching slightly at the touch before turning around to see the one and only Nagito Komaeda - the man who haunted his heart. Not only was Nagito touching him, but he was smiling at him.
"You're Sans Undertale, right?" Nagito asked him, beaming down at Sans. "I don't think we've met, but I think we have some mutual friends who've spoken about you. I'm Nagito Komaeda."
"Y-yup that's me. S-sans Undertale! The one and only Sans the Skeleton of Snowdin," Sans stuttered out, focusing on not trying to blush hard. What would Nagito think if he saw him get this bashful? He put out his hand for Nagito to shake, looking down at Nagito's shirt.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Sans!" Nagito took his hand firmly, giving it a good shake. Afterwards, he lingered holding his hand, caressing the boney features gently with his fingertips before letting Sans' hand go..
A shiver went down Sans' spine. Was that done on purpose? Nagito couldn't possibly feel the same way about Sans. He didn't even acknowledge his exists until mere moments ago. And previously Sans could only daydream of the day where he formally met Nagito.
"Are you enjoying the party so far?" Nagito's voice brought him back from his thoughts. His head tilted at the skeleton, still smiling down at him. "Parties aren't usually my thing, but I'm finding this one to be more enjoyable."
Sans rubbed the back of his head, shrugging his shoulders. "My brother, Papyrus, wanted to come over and try out his new karaoke machine. I was going to stay at home, if I'm being honest. My brother is a confidence dude, but he doesn't have the brightest bulb. I couldn't let him wander off to a party like this on his own. Then again, there was free food, and I didn't feel like eating at Grillby's tonight. He was so excited about finding this machine to share with everybody." The skeleton stopped talking. He didn't want to ramble on and bore Nagito.
Nagito gently squeezed Sans' shoulder, letting out a hearty chuckle. "I'm glad you decided to come. I really want to get to know you Sans. I feel like...we were meant to meet each other one day. Fate created this path for us to be together. I'm filled with hope for our friendship to blossom and grow into a beautiful display for all the world to see."
"I…uh...", Sans couldn't form the words to speak. A thousand emotions were rushing through each crevice of his body. He never imagined that his crush would say such words to him. In fact, no one had spoken to Sans ever. Such kind, loving words spewing from Nagito's mouth like a book of poetry.
Nagito laughed once again, taking a sip from his cup. "What do I know about anything? Right now I just want to have fun tonight. Are you in, Sans?"
Before Sans was able to answer, Kanye West began to blare out. He didn't recognize the song as he didn't listen to Kanye West. It wasn't because Sans didn't like Kanye, he just never had the chance to sit down and really listen to the guy.
Meanwhile Nagito's eyes lit up once Kanye was blasting through the speakers. Nagito loved Kanye West, and it just so happened that 'Lift Yourself' began to play. "Come on, Sans! Let's go dance!"
"O-okay, Nagito." Sans stammered out once more. Damnit, why can't he stop stammering around Nagito? He was probably thinking he was a bumbling idiot who couldn't speak properly.
Though Sans' self hatred was dampered once Nagito grabbed his boney hand once more, pulling him towards the dance floor. The two began to dance together, Sans making comments about the song playing.
Maybe he will listen to Kanye West later. If Sans asked, Nagito might give him recommendations on what kind of songs he liked from Kanye, leading into another chance for Sans to talk to him. And a perfect opportunity to get his cell phone number!
Suddenly Nagito sang along with the lyrics, dancing harder than he had before. The music of Kanye was flowing through him. The best part of the song was about to start and he couldn't wait for it. Kanye West is beacon of hope!
Poopy-di scoop
Scoop-diddy-whoop
Whoop-di-scoop-di-poop
Poop-di-scoopty
Scoopty-whoop
Whoopity-scoop, whoop-poop
Poop-diddy, whoop-scoop
Poop, poop
Scoop-diddy-whoop
Whoop-diddy-scoop
Whoop-diddy-scoop, poop
Sans had never heard the voice of an angel before now. He had stopped dancing by now to watch Nagito. His graceful movements matching a swan's, his silky voice - a wonderful soprano.
Sans found himself falling deeply in love with Nagito.
And at that very, very perfect moment, he was filled with determination to make Nagito his boyfriend.
A/N: Only God can judge me for this. Don't take this super seriously lol. It's all written in good, ol' fun.
