UnderFell Sans x UnderSwap Sans

Coffee

Chapter Eight

A/N: I didn't see the review until after I uploaded chapter seven, but someone was asking for smut... SO THERE YA' GO ANON! Time for a super-fluff chapter to make up for all the smut you had to skip... I'm sorry. FLUFFY TIME e.e

We were allowed to listen to music in my Art class, and I had finished my assignment a week early so the teacher's letting me draw and listen to music and I kept listening to 'The boy who murdered love,' and I drew a ton of sad Galaxy's... OMYGOD EVEN GALAXY HAS ANGST I FEEL LIKE A MONSTER! Quick question: Should I put the resets somewhere in my plot? I feel like if I do, that would add even more depth to the plot, but it also might make this very similar to a lot of Sans fanfictions already out there. What do you guys think?

Anyways, enjoy the chapter!

Swap woke up hesitantly, because he knew the second he did he would have to get up. When he did peel his eye lights(?) open, he was lying on a slowly moving ribcage, the dull beat of a soul the only sound in his room. He sighed contentedly, and pressed closer to the warmth of Fell.

It didn't even bother him that he was unclothed. At first. A blue flush spreading across his face, Swap turned to look up at Fell, whom was still asleep. He looked almost happy, if not peaceful. Taking his hand, he pressed it to the bottom of Fell's mandible. "Who made you so unhappy?" He mused. An old friend? Family member? Lover, even? He shook a little. The thought of Fell being with someone else hurt him. He sighed and looked over to the window, where dim sunlight we falling through the shades.

Fell mumbled beneath him, and Swap felt his soul beat a little faster underneath his head. Straining to hear, he looked back to the other's face. "N- no..."

Confused, Swap sat up halfway, trying to get a better look at his face. The soft half smile and unworried expression was gone, and in its place were squinted eyes and a frown, as well as a few tears. Shaking, Fell reached out and grabbed onto Swap, taking his body in his arms and squeezing a little to hard. "I'm sorry..." He was whispering, barely making any sound. Swap felt a surge of affection and decided to take action, shaking Fell's arm.

"H- Hey! Wake up!" Fell shifted somewhat under him and opened his eyes, looking terrified and confused. He tried to sit up quickly, only to be stopped by the body on top of him. Scooting off of him, Swap took his hand in his own. "You okay?"

A few tears fell down the other's face and he shook his head. "N- no... I'm never okay." He looked down, tears sliding onto the comforter below. "I'm sorry. I'm pushing all my problems onto you..." He looked back at Swap, and immediately his face changed. "O- oh! Y- you should probably take a shower..." He looked away awkwardly, turning deep red.

"I guess so..." Swap swung his legs out of the bed, turning to the other. "I'll go shower and then I can make breakfast... Papyrus got rid of my coffee machine, so we'll have to go out if you want any." Standing, he walked over to the door and left Fell on the bed. He went down the hall to his bathroom, opening the door and stepping inside. He didn't have a particularly large restroom, but it wasn't very small either. There was a gray, granite countertop with a single sink inside. A few drawers took up the space below, along with a single cabinet, all painted black. The mirror was about as large as the countertop in width, with no frame. A toilet rested to the side of it, but it was hardly ever used. Then there was the shower on the other wall.

Not needing to take off his clothes at all, Swap turned on the water and waited until it was running warm to step in. The warm water ran over his spine, and made intricate criss cross patterns across his ribs, running in and out. He sighed in relief, loving the feeling of water washing away all his worries.

Looking down at his leg, he was still amazed that it was that easily fixed. Swap figured that it was all thanks to Fell for being there. Leaning his skull back, he felt the water run down his body as he rubbed the soap over himself. When he was done, refreshed and smelling like blueberries, he took a step out into the steamy room and wrapped a white towel around himself.

He had forgotten to get clothes, but it didn't bother him to much. Swap just stepped out into the hallway and walked back to his room, slipping inside. Fell was laying on the mattress, passed out. He wasn't whimpering or crying anymore, and he was back to his peaceful state. Smiling brightly, Swap took an extra pair of clothes he kept in his dresser out and put them on before going back out. He went to the kitchen, getting out a pan and setting it on the stove.

He figured, hey, why not make some pancakes? While Swap was mixing the batter, a sleepy, sill shirtless Fell lumbered down the stairs. He mumbled a greeting and sat at the kitchen table, seeming to stare off into an unseen void. He folded his hands, resting his head atop them and staring at the wall as if it led to some other world he couldn't see.

Putting a somewhat round pile of batter in the heated pan, he stepped aside to look at Fell and make sure he was okay. "Hey, Fell?" He leaned on the island in the middle of his kitchen and watched the skeleton jump at his words.

"Yes?"

"Can I... Can I see your soul again?" He looked at the counter. Swap wanted to see the cracks and breaks in his lover's soul. He wanted to feel them and make him feel better, about himself and his injuries. Fell seemed a little surprised at first, but he just nodded.

Swap turned back to the stove and flipped the pancake over, letting that cook. It was silent as he finished making breakfast, a pancake for each of them, and turned to stove off. He took the syrup out of one of the black painted cupboards, and set it next to the plates.

Fell was fidgeting with his hands, sighing and looking pretty damn sad. Swap sat across from him, staring at the blushing, teary face in front of him. He reached his hand across the short table to cup the cheek in it, fighting back his own tears.

Without a word, Fell closed his eyes and pulled his broken soul into the open. Swap took it in his hand, and he couldn't hold it back. It looked as if the soul itself had been directly hit over and over with a knife. There were bits that had fallen off, and some that were barely clinging to the shattered frame. One more hit and you could probably kill him.

"Oh my god..." He was shaking, barely controlling his sobs as they passed through him. Running a gloved finger over one of the cracks, he looked back at Fell, who's eyes were filled with tears. "Who?"

He'd already asked the question before, but he felt like he needed to ask it again. He was going to ask it again and again until he got a straight answer. Maybe he just wanted to know if it was him whom had caused his lover so much pain.

Tears were running down his skull, falling onto the table in a rhythm. His heart was pounding, while all the magic in his body rushed around. Fell was crying, Swap only knowing this because he could hear the sobs falling out of Fell's mouth.

There was a moment of silence when the question hung in the air like a big, red sign.

"When I was a babybones, barely five, I was out going for a walk to the forest. Y'know, by the purple door?" Fell pressed his palms together and stared at the tabletop.

Swap nodded. He'd seen that door a lot on his patrols, but he never even questioned it, assuming it was one of the many things in the world you can see but not investigate. "I was playing in the snow, havin myself a good time when…" Fell seemed to choke on his words before smiling and looking back up from the table with so much sad and anguish in his eyes. "When I first saw a monster get killed." He shrugged. "I guess that did it for me. I realized the world was nothing but a cold empty hole trying to fuck you up at every turn. And then you came along. I admit you got on my nerves at first. How does someone act so fucking happy all the time, y'know? Especially with the knowledge that you can be killed at any moment?"

Swap looked back down at the soul in his hands, watching as it seemed to pulsate and then fade. The cracks seemed to get a little deeper, as well. "It doesn't make sense. But then you start rubbing off on me! I walk into the kitchen and say good morning to my brother! Good morning! He looked at me like I was crazy and… and then…" Tears pouring down the others face, Swap watched him break down, unsure of what to do. After a moment her stroked one of the cracks and watched Fell let out a heavy sigh.

"Y- you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to, Fell. I get it. Sure, I haven't been in your situation, but I understand what you're saying!" He smiled the best he could under those tears. "Why don't you go take a shower, wind down, and I'll just wait here?"

Fell looked at his untouched pancake and back up at Swap concernedly. Swap shook his head, murmuring an 'It's fine,' before shooing him to the bathroom. :I'll put your shirt in the wash, okay?"

Pell only nodded and went inside the bathroom, the sound of water running voming on a few seconds later.

Wandering into the bedroom, Swap jumped at the sound of some rock band accosting him when he least expected it. Rummaging through the pile of clothes by the bed, he found Fell's phone in the mess. The ID was labelled as Boss, and while Swap had never heard talk of Fell's work life, he assumed that it would be best to pick up the call and explain the fact that his boyfriend was tied up at the moment.

"SANS, YOU WORTHLESS PEICE OF SHIT! YOU KNOW NOT TO KEEP MY CALLS WAITING!" Swap jumped at the loud voice on the other end of the line. He relaxed when he realized it was UnderFell Papyrus.

"U- Uhm, ha ha… Fell's actually in the shower right now…" Swap was shaking in his bones, so to speak, at just the thought of this Papyrus. He was utterly terrifying, and the Magnificent Swap was not scared of many things!

"THEN WHO THE FUCK AM I TALKING TO?"

"S- Swap Sans…" Swap cringed upon himself, attempting not to sound weak.

"UGH, THIS LOSER. YOU SAY SANS IS IN THE SHOWER?" Swap made a sound of agreement. "GOOD. LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING, YOU FUCKER. I DON'T KNOW YOU PERSONALLY, BUT FROM WHAT I'VE HEARD FROM MY BROTHER, YOU'RE A NICE, CONSIDERATE, SWEET, AND FUNNY GUY. IT'S FUCKING DISGUSTING. I'D ADVISE YOU TO STAY AWAY FROM MY BROTHER, IF YOU KNOW WHAT'S BEST FOR YOU."

Swap was at a loss for words, and less because of the insult but more so the fact that this Papyrus didn't care for his nice demeanor. Nobody hated a nice person. Nobody threatened a nice person!

"I- I don't know-"

His sentence was cut short by the door opening, and a prompt 'what the fuck?'. The phone was taken from his hands and thrown up to Fell's face. "B- boss! I, uh, oh no…" A red sweat was breaking out across the nervous skeletons skull. His red pupils were dilated and scared, shaking in his deep eye sockets.

Swap couldn't really hear much of the conversation. Just a bunch of yelling. When it was over, Fell hung up with a dark shadow over his skull. Letting out a sigh, she skeleton turned to Swap and gave him a small hug. He picked his jacket up off the floor and put it over his bare chest.

"W- Wow. My Papy isn't like that at all!" Swap looked at Fell with a concerned, caring feeling in his soul.

"I'm going to Papyrus', I'll text you later." Fell placed his teeth to the side of Swap's skull and smiled against the bone. "I love you."

He went down the tall, steep stairs, moving into the living room and going to the front door to put his shoes on. Swap followed, giving him one last hug before he was out the door. "Be safe!"

Fell smiled weakly and nodded, giving him one last skele-kiss before leaving. Swap stood at the door long after the skeleton had left, thinking over everything that had happened to him the past few days, sometimes blushing, sometimes crying. Love had put him through so many emotions in so little time. It was amazing.

Walking to the kitchen table he collected the uneaten pancakes and put them in the fridge, planning to have them for lunch. Swap wasn't even aware that he wouldn't have the appetite when the time came.

I'm soooo sorry about how long this took to come out! ;.; I had some stuff come up, but now I'm back and running! Sorry to cut it short, but the next part is all Fell, soooooo ~3