Periods with Sans was an adventure.
Technically it was his first period, so you tried to be supportive. Honestly, the only thing you could do was spoil him and be extra lazy. Currently, the two of you were watching tv on the couch. Sans sprawled across it with his head on your lap, and you contently petting his skull.
"Does that feel good?"
Sans hummed in response and you smiled, this was pretty nice. His sockets were closed and you pondered on how that was even plausible. Slowly inching your fingers to the front of his face and brushed the index against the barrier in front of his eyes. You quickly snatched your hand back in surprise.
It was bone, his eyelids were actually bone. What the hell. A small trembling caught your attention and you looked down at a cheeky looking Sans with one eye cracked open. "Ooh shut up. I was just curious."
Sans bursted out in laughter and twisted his body to bury his face into your stomach. You weren't use to just lounging around,but you had to admit, with Sans it was fun.
Actually, anything with Sans was fun.
You only had about a week before the final meeting for perpetrations. You and the others were going to check on the developing town, trails, and rest station. The intention was to have a guard, a shift change from monster and human, at specific times posted on the trail. The rest station, was an idea later introduced by Undyne. The rest station will actually be a building covering the entrance/exit of the underground.
Once monsters have permission they can come and take their time to get use to the surface environment before moving into town, if they wanted. It can also be a touring spot for monsters and humans. Both species can watch the stars from the top of the building, they can explore the monster web or human internet.
Basically a connecting facility. Alphys looked so proud and in aahw of Undyne's idea. To be honest, everyone did.
You noticed that your hand moved from stroking Sans' head to rubbing his free shoulder blade and he was dead asleep.
You've been starting to worry and fear about going up to the podium with everyone. You've always felt uncomfortable in large crowds but now a large crowd would be staying at you. You'll have the attention of everyone there, on TV, on the internet, world wide.
What if a riot breaks out?
What would happen if you say the wrong thing?
What if your bubble pops up?
Despite what happens, all your friends have legal authority to use their magic, but you still worried. If you kept Frisk at your side at all times you could bubble up the two of you and make it easier than being separated.
You've been learning your magic and was it getting easier. You can now literally throw the bubble and once it touches your target it will absorb it until you release it. That is, if you could throw straight.
Look down at Sans and smile. Everyone's been working so hard, when you and Papyrus are asleep, he goes back to work with Alphys. Guess your so relaxed when your asleep, that the period cramps don't effect him.
You can't allow yourself to get hurt..
Sans can feel your pain. So if you get hurt, Sans will feel it until you got better. Your pain tolerance is pretty good, but you don't want to see if his is.
You remember coming back to the most pitiful site ever. Sans' top half of his body hanging off one end of the couch with Frisk rubbing his back/spine. His skull tinted a light blue where the magic pooled in his head.
Papyrus picked him up like nothing and carried him to bed while Toriel showed you how to make sea tea. It was something you both had to drink. Sans groaned in relief as he sipped on his hot mug.
You groaned and whined in disgust when all you could taste was what you imagined what an old dirty fish tank would taste. Like the smell of algae that sat in the sun, old muddy hot creek water, a bag of bad fish, the list goes on.
Even now when you chug it down (there's no way your taking your time on that) you gag every time.
Every.
Time.
But if it makes Sans feel better, you'll hold it down.
You rolled the pad of your thumb on Sans shoulder blade. Can you even give a skeleton a massage?
If you were even decent at something like that, you'd try it.
Sans wakes you up to get cleaned for dinner. When you stand, you have to stomp your foot to get the blood flowing again. Haha that would've be a perfect joke for this situation.
"what does that even feel like?"
"What? My foot falling asleep?"
He nods and the two of you has to the bathroom.
"Well, you've seen TV static right?"
Grab a rag and rinse off your face, notice that your brows have a few stragglers.
"Well it feels how static looks."
"that's what the kid told me"
Run your wet fingers through your hair to straighten it up.
"It pretty much feels the same to all humans. Didn't you read that book I gave you?"
"well it's a book made for human learning, not a manual on weird crazy shit human bodies do."
"True."
You've never noticed how long and thick your hair has gotten. Sans seems to notice and looks proud of himself. He leads you out of the bathroom and to the dining room.
"being connected to a soul mate has physical upsides. in an easy way to explain, your soul is benefiting from mine. your body is receiving proteins, nutrients, and vitamins much easier than other humans. so the effects are doubled compared to non-connected humans."
He slings an arm over your shoulder and pulls you in to tap his teeth on the top of your head in a kiss.
"it also shows how strong our bond is. if you didn't feel the same, your body would have deteriorated slowly. nothing life threatening though."
"Honey, sweetheart, love of my life. That was romantic until the end."
You squish your hands on both sides of his face to pull him closer and plant smooches everywhere.
"So~ did you benefit from my soul?"
You loved his smile. You loved the twinkle and sparkle in his eyes. You loved leaving smudges of chapstick on his face.
" 'course i did."
You waited a moment for him to continue speaking but he just started walking onward. "Your not gunna tell me?"
"nah."
Hook your fingers inside the back of his shorts and pull to stop him, he doesn't and you end up sliding on the floor behind him.
" it's better if you notice it ya know? like it feels fulfilling to know what you do for me as i know what i do for you."
"I guess that makes sense."
Your foot snags on a patch of rug and you trip, taking Sans' shorts down with you. You sit up quickly to apologise but the look in his face, flushed blue with embarrassment, you couldn't stop yourself from laughing and pulling his shorts back up as you stood. Pull the strings and tighten his shorts, "Sorry baby, you should keep them tighter than that yea?" lean on your tippy toes and kiss the space above his nasal cavity.
For a huge scary sharp pointy monster, Sans was just a giant marshmallow.
After dinner, the two of you sat outside and played with the royal guard dogs. And by playing you mean using magic to mess with them. Sans was using his telekinesis to throw balls, sticks, bones. You were throwing your defensive bubbles (though this was also training and a work out for your magic preserves). The goal for tonight was to keep the bubble solid, like a ball, and not allow it to absorb or pop.
Sans chuckles when he uses his magic to hold a stick just above Endogeny's reach. Poor thing was jumping as hard as all it's little legs would allow.
"Sans, let 'em have the stick. The goop-baby was in a basement for like ever."
You had to admit, you did spoil Endogeny. Something just attracted you to the strange creature (Other it being like a weird constant wet moving mass of animals), maybe it was just the pure innocence the creature portrayed. The two of you sat back and just watched, the sky was slowly getting darker.
Doggo throws down a lit dog treat and you throw a bubble at him.
It bounces off his head and he looks around surprised. You can barely hear him, "S-something tou-touched meee! Something I c-c-can't see!" the bubble rolls on the ground and sucks in the lit dog treat.
Silence.
"I swear, hitting him was unintentional."
More silence.
You squeak when your lifted in the air and plopped onto a boney lap.
"you didn't notice?"
"Wha-?"
"you solidified it, it's not floating. 'm proud of you."
Sans runs his boney fingers in your hair, it snags every now and then. You need to apologise to Doggo… Later.
Just this moment, right here, you need it to last forever. You've never noticed how warm he was before. He feels more cushioned than before. You can feel a light thruming against your back.
What kind of influences did your soul have on him?
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Phew that sure did take a while, we're slowly getting back to some main plot. And I've got to say, I'm so excited to start doing the resurfacing chapters.
I hope everyone enjoys this chapter!