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Chapter Six

A/N: Gah! Chapter Six! Since I gave you all so much angst and sadness in the last two chapters, this next one is going to be mostly fluffy dabble! 3

OMG ALL THE SUPPORT! YOU GUYS ARE AMAZING!

Also I have the BIGGEST plot twist ever planned for you holy fuck you all might either love or hate me by the end of this or the next chapter IDK.

MORE THINGS SORRY: SO I have a lot of different ideas than most of the fandom about the different AU's, like how I would think both Fell and US!Papy drink mustard, although honey sounds badass so lets pretend I said that instead in the last chapter XD, and how instead of loving tacos, I think Swap just likes spaghetti... WHATEVER.

Fell looked down at Swap as he cradled him in his arms, bringing his warm body a little closer. His soul was pretty much exploding out of his ribcage at this point, and he prayed to every god imaginable that Papyrus wouldn't walk in. He shuddered to even think of what a shitstorm that would be. With his mind on the topic of how terrifying the skeleton was, Fell almost didn't notice Swap scooting even closer. Almost.

Feeling the blood rush even faster to his cheekbones, Fell placed his head atop Swap's, placing his hands on the others.

"F- Fell..." Swap was almost at a whisper, his voice barely dragging itself to Fell. His hands linked with the others, squeezing tightly. He seemed to be blushing, although Fell couldn't tell from his angle. Plus, he was to busy focusing on the other things Swap was doing at the moment to care.

"Mm?" He looked away, trying to show Swap how calm and collected he was, and not his blushing face; he couldn't help but look down, though, making him even redder. Swap had his eyes closed, and was leaning his weight fully on Fell's breastplate.

"Oh... nothing. I was just going to say... you're really warm, for a bag of bones..." He smiled. It made Fell want to cry a little, seeing this small innocent creature that had been hurt and abused by one of his own for being different. It made him sick, even.

Galaxy had done something inexcusable. He was going to get everything that was coming to him. That was what Fell wanted to do, but since Swap didn't want any violence he would resort to law. He didn't want to upset the other in any way, considering how much he cared for Swap.

He smiled, wrapping his arms around Swap a little tighter. "You tired?" He was trying to show Swap how much he cared and loved him with the little movements. He wanted him to be sure that Fell would prevent this from ever happening again.

Swap nodded, yawning a little. "Mhm..." He opened his eyes halfway. "Why?"

"You should take those painkillers before you go to bed, m'kay?"

"Yeah... okay..." Swap opened his eyes fully, watching Fell take this capsule from the little table and open it. He read this instructions on the side and pulled two little pills out.

"I got the easy to swallow ones, so you shouldn't need any water." Swap only nodded, swallowing the pills. He rested his head back on Fell, eyes slowly closing. Fell found it cute, how tired he was, and the silly little faces he made.

"Sweet dreams, little bud." Fell lay there, a sleeping Swap in his arms. He pressed his face into the back of Swap's skull, holding the warm body as close as possible, feeling himself drift out of consciousness as well.

-Swap's POV

It was a weird dream, to say the least. Definitely something new. Swap didn't hate it, and it didn't seem dangerous, so he decided to stay asleep. However one just decides that, that is. Swap woke up in his own bed. Almost thinking that the whole thing that had happened to him, Fell and all, had just been a dream brought him to the verge of tears. Until, of course, he looked to his right. Laying next to him, sprawled out over the bed, was Fell. He looked like he was sleeping, although Swap wasn't sure. He turned over and sat up, peering at Fell's face. Eyes wide open, Fell grinned, slowly sitting up. In the dark light, Swap couldn't tell what time it was, he looked almost scary. His teeth, sharp and pointed, glinted in the slants of light coming from the tightly drawn curtains.

"F- Fell?" Swap was taken off guard by his boyfriend, who without a word took Swap's wrists and pressed him slowly down, one of his eyes flashing in red, the other orb of light turning dark. He grinned, now atop Swap, pressing his wrists together above his head. His knees were on either side of Swap's sides, holding him in place.

"Ngh!" Swap tried to hold his powers back, but involuntarily he started using magic. Not even sure what it was for, he tried to stop it, but to no avail. Squirming, he watched as the feral looking Fell grin widely and stare down at him.

Something hot started to pool between his legs, like he had grown a new bone. It felt strange, but not bad. Almost nice, if it hadn't burned so much. In fact, everything was starting to burn, and the slightest movements were sending him over an invisible edge.

Fell, whom had just been hovering over him, leaned in. Face inches away from Swap's he opened his mouth slightly, letting a slightly translucent pink tongue run over his teeth. It sent shudders down Swap's spine, but he wanted more. It was weird, very weird. Fell pressed in just a little closer, pressing his tongue right on the teeth. With no idea of what to do, Swap was about to ask when his mouth opened, allowing Fell in. He jumped a little, his pelvis giving of a shock of indescribable feeling.

Fell grunted a little, pressing himself in closer, tongue running over every inch of his mouth. It was pushing Swap even farther over the line, and he didn't even know how. Arching his back, Swap tried to form a coherent thought, and found he couldn't. It was all too much, Fell's every action overloading his senses and causing him to feel waves of a strange, pleasurable feeling.

Pulling away, Fell stared down at Swap, who then felt very awkward, drool slipping out of the corner of his mouth. The other skeleton had some saliva on his own face, if only a little. Swap couldn't be sure whom is was, with it being so dark. It looked slightly purple, but his eyes were more trained on the shaking red orb floating in Fell's own eye socket. Leaning his head over, Fell pushed Swap's shirt up, pressing his tongue into one of the skeletons ribs. He let out a high pitched sound of pleasure, feeling a hot tingle dance up the bones that were being teased.

And then he woke up.

Panicking, Swap shot up, gripping the sheets around him in hopes to cling to those last shreds of reality. He looked around. Same hospital room, same position as he fell asleep in, same taste in his mouth. Letting out a relieved sigh, Swap turned to look behind him at Fell, whom was looking at him as if he was insane.

"You okay?" Fell scratched the side of his head, yawning. He had been asleep. Swap, feeling a blue flush come across his face, nodded quickly, trying not to show how embarrassed he was. Fell opened his arms questioningly, giving him a smile.

Swap just fell back into them, feeling himself let out a small sigh. "Yeah. I just had a... weird dream."

Fell squeezed him, yawning a second time. "Mm? Wanna talk about it?"

Shaking his head more than he needed too, Swap refused. "N- No!" Fell didn't say anything, maybe sensing how uncomfortable he was with the conversation.

They lay like that, the two only listening to the quiet breathing of the other in the room, feeling calm tranquility in the soft rise and fall of each other. Completely enamored, they almost didn't notice the nurse walking in.

"Alright, boys. I just need to do one last check up before we decide if we can let you go or not..." She was clearly trying to suppress a chuckle as Fell sat up quickly, looking flushed and embarrassed upon being caught. Swap moved aside to let the other slip off the mattress and onto the linoleum below. Sitting in one of the two chairs pulled up by the cot, he watched the nurse apprehensively, almost as if waiting in fear that she would say something was wrong with Swap. He would be lying if he said it didn't warm his soul.

The nurse pulled aside the thin white sheet, revealing Swap's injured leg. It felt like there was nothing there, just empty space, but if he looked at his leg it was all there, if the fibula looked a tad different. Poking at it a few times, she smiled. "Look at that! You should be able to leave relevantly soon, if not tonight! I'm glad can bring some good news to the other nurses. Half of them were rooting for you. I'll send the doctor in later today for a final checkup, then you can get your crutches and go home..." She wrote something on the whiteboard by the door before stepping out into the hallway, leaving the two skeletons alone.

Fell clutched Swap's hand, a few tears barely pushing to get free. He was grinning like a madman, so contagious that he had to follow suit. Swap smiled, although he stared at his bedsheets bitterly. This wasn't right. Why had Galaxy found it so fitting to hurt him? What had he ever done to him? So many confusing thoughts were swimming around in his head that Swap didn't even notice Fell stand up and walk to the door, shooting something over his shoulder that he couldn't quite catch. "I- I'm sorry. What?"

Fell laughed a little. "I said, Mr. Spacey, that I have a few phone calls to make and was going to go get something to drink. You want anything?"

Swap considered it for a moment than nodded. "Milk, please?"

"Sure."

Fell left, pulling his phone out of his jacket pocket and wandering off to a more secluded, empty part of the hospital, yet again leaving Swap alone with his thoughts. Which, being the type of monster who cut strait to the chase, went immediately to his... dream.

Just thinking about it sent the skeleton into a pile of blush, making him bury his face in a scrunched up ball of sheets. What was that!?

He was confused and conflicted. He couldn't decide if whatever his dream was was a good thing or not. On one hand, it was an amazing dream that made him excited at just the thought of it, but on the other hand it felt so wrong and dirty, like he was hiding a really important secret from someone.

He didn't have much more time to think about it before Fell came back into the room, shoulders hunched and red faced. He grumbled something in annoyance, setting a milk carton next to Swap on the bedside counter and sitting harshly down in a chair, opening his own can of iced coffee.

Swap looked at him worriedly, a look of confusion creeping across his face, before he took the milk in his skeletal hand and opened it, taking a long drink. He hadn't realized how thirsty he was until that moment, and it made him glad he had asked what Fell said. Speaking of Mr. Grumpy Pants, Fell was furiously drinking his black liquid, grumbling stuff under his breath and making an unreadable face, aside from the redness. Swap couldn't tell if he was angry, embarrassed, or just plain flushed.

"You okay?" He leaned over, having a hard time propping his leg up, but managing in the end.

"Mm? Y- Yeah! Uh... oh we need to call your brother when we're ready to go so he can pick us up!"

Swap was almost concerned that his brother was the reason Fell was so jumbled until the other monster piped up again. "I called Galaxy..." He was almost whispering, and even though no one else was in the room making noise, Swap had to strain to hear him.

"O- oh..." He looked at his hands, playing with the carton in between the bones.

It was silent for a long time after that, the only sounds coming from Fell throwing away his can and the two breathing. The door opened yet again, this time with the doctor and nurse both.

"Alright! We have some crutches here for you, for until you can walk normally. We also have something we need you to sign and you can go!" The nurse started scribbling something on the clipboard before handing it to Swap, whom skimmed it and signed, handing it to the doctor. He nodded, taking one last look before leaving with the nurse. During this exchange, Fell had called Papyrus.

With the help from Fell, he was standing, using the crutches to help him move around. It was a little hard to get the hang of it, but once he did it was easy enough to hobble out of the room, although there was an anxious Fell at his side the whole time.

He stepped into the elevator, Fell pressing the first floor button. It was a silent way down, the only sounds the whirring of the cords above. When the doors opened, he was met with a abrupt 'Fuck yeah!', and a brother charging at him.

"Alright! Let's get you home!" Papyrus grinned at the lady up at the front desk before escorting Swap out of the hospital, Fell dragging behind.

The world was spinning by him, making him dizzy, but also excited. He was going home and he was going to be okay. But something tugged at him, right in the back of his head. He couldn't quite place it, but it felt like it had something to do with Fell. He turned back to see the other skeleton hunched over, hands in pockets. He seemed to be shaking, but Swap couldn't really tell. He turned back to Papyrus, whom was unlocking his car.

Fell helped him in and sat next to him in the back seat, while Papyrus sat up front and started the engine. After five days in a hospital, he relished the smell of honey and cigarettes, even though he usually complained about how Papy smelled. He snuggled into the warm seats, earning a chuckle from his brother. "Been a while since I seen ya' this happy. Makes me happy." He pulled out of the parking lot, navigating his way down the street.

Fell was playing with the fluffy rim of his jacket, looking like he was ready to blow a fuse. Swap placed his hand on Fell's knee, trying to make him snap out of it. In a daze, the other skeleton placed the his hand atop Swap's, rubbing short circles over the knuckles. Swap rested his head on Fell's shoulder blade, feeling a sigh of relief sweep through him. It was nice, the soft warmth that Fell seemed to bring him, albeit a little strange and tingly.

"Hey, get a room, you two." Papyrus chuckled, although Swap thought he saw a glint in his brothers eyes. Taking his head away quickly, but choosing to leave his hand, he flushed.

"P- Papyrus! Why would you- E- eh..." He looked out the window, feeling himself flush. He opted to watch the scenery skitter by him the rest of the way, enjoying the sight of other people and monsters again. When Papyrus pulled into his parking lot, Fell stepped out of the car, holding his hand out to help Swap. Taking it gratefully, he pulled his body out of the vehicle and leaned against his boyfriend's warm body, breathing heavily.

Papyrus handed him his crutches, although he thought he could have made it with Fell's help, and began escorting him up the stairs. With a skeleton on each side of him, he walked up the stairs, trying to get used to his aesthetic leg.

His brother let go of him just long enough to pull out his key before slipping it into the lock and pulling out the bolt, walking into the dark room. It was just as he left it, although Swap wasn't sure if that was a good thing. Small blotches of blood could be seen around the living room, as well as the open and disheveled first aid kit.

Hearing Fell make a small noise beside him, he tried to smile while Papyrus turned on the lights. "You go up to your bed, bro. I'll turn on the heat and stuff." he waved his brother to the stairs, turning to the heater and moving the dial around. Swap was at the edge of the stairs when Papyrus stopped him and Fell. "You want something to eat?"

Swap just shook his head and continued up the stairs, Fell close behind to keep him from falling backwards. They reached the top floor, although Swap was panting a little from the effort. He went into his room, the door on the left. He breathed in the refreshing smell of air freshener and clean linens. Even though he was the youngest sibling, he was the neatest.

His room in itself was pretty basic. A single square with high white walls and a black carpet. His bed was in the upper left corner, two of its sides open, the other two glued to the wall. He had a few posters hanging crookedly around on push-pins, mostly of games and sports. His dresser was next to the door, a deep oak with a counter that had a few action figures on it and nothing more. His closet door was closed, as to not reveal whatever was in there.

Fell seemed to be processing all this in, as he didn't seem to notice when Swap dropped himself flop onto the bed, his added mass making it screech in defiance. He let out a satisfied sigh and buried his face in the plaid blue sheets.

The bed made another squeak, almost as if annoyed, and Swap looked up from his sheet snuggling to see a blushing Fell sitting next to him, playing with his phalanges. He looked cute. Sitting up next to him, Swap scooted over until their shoulder blades brushed.

What would he do if I just... Swap leaned in a little closer with his face, causing Fell to turn to look at him with a heavy red flush. He pressed his teeth in the best attempt of a kiss he could give to the other skeleton. He felt his own face turn a hundred shades of blue, but he kept himself frozen there for the longest amount of time possible. However, when he did pull away, afraid he's fucked up, there was no mistaking the giant grin upon Fell's face, his eye sockets seeming to literally light up. It made Swap's soul skip a few beats. He took the other skeleton's hand in his own, fiddling with the fingers before looking back at Fell, who's face was screaming, Is that all I get?

Turning to get a better, less awkward angle, Swap leaned in again. If he had lips this would probably be better, but it did allow him to get closer to the other, feeling their souls struggle to meet. Fell, whom had turned as well, was pulling his legs onto the mattress, Swap following suit. He let himself slowly get pushed onto his back, Fell clearly trying to be careful with his body. He rested his knees on either side of Swap's upper femur.

He got a feeling of deja vu as Fell leaned in again, pressing their skulls together. Something soft slipped out and pressed patiently at the line between his teeth. It ran over every rut on the outside until Swap decided to invite it inside by opening his own mouth.

He immediately felt shudders rack throughout his body as their two tongues met, although he wasn't sure when his own had materialized. It was smooth, although it felt a little gooey, and as Fell's tongue slipped over his own, pressing the bone where the roof of his mouth was, he groaned. Fell paused, as if unsure of what to do, so Swap decided to just fondle the other's tongue.

At that brilliant moment, Swap's door opened, revealing an appalled Papyrus. Fell broke away, seeming to gasp for air he didn't need, a thin line of seemingly purple glowing saliva that had attached them breaking. Papyrus didn't say anything, making eye contact with Swap. He just made a 'please don't break my boyfriend' look.

After a few tense, awkward moments Papyrus closed the door and went back downstairs, leaving the two alone, Fell still atop Swap. He leaned in a little closer and whispered into his neck, causing Swap's breath to hitch. "Maybe later."

A/N: THIS IS THE CHAPTER OF TEASE HUEHUEHUE. SOON I PROMISE, MY LOVELIES, SOON YOU WILL GET YOUR SMUT. ALSO STILL HAVEN'T PUT IN MY PLOT TWIST BUT I WANT YOU GUYS TO GUESS. IT INVOLVES GALAXY HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHJEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH. 3