Nagito curled up in his blankets, letting out a sigh. He was tired, but not enough for sleep to draw itself in. Already he could tell that there would soon be dark circles under his eyelids.

Sunlight began to creep underneath the blinds, shining a light directly into Nagito's face. He groaned, turning on his right side. He didn't like to sleep on his right side – it felt wrong. The left side was the best side to sleep on!

His iPhone 6s vibrated, buzzing somewhere in the depths of tangled sheets and blankets. Ah shit! Where is that thing? After tossing and turning around, Nagito was finally able to dig it out from the bed.

A text message from Sans was sent saying 'Good morning' and a bunch of blue heart following afterwards. A small smile twitched at Nagito's mouth. How could this skeleton be such a cutie pie? Sans made his heart melt with love each time.

Wait – love?

Nagito realized what he thought. The power of that word looming over him like stalking shadow. Love. Love…

Did Nagito truly love Sans?

They've been dating for at least a couple months now, and everything seemed to be fine – for the most part. Nagito felt such happiness could only last so long. Something was bound to happen, dashing his hopes of love in the curb once more. Everything to life has an ending right? Even if they did end up making it, so far to marriage even, something was bound to happen.

How would he be able to support Sans? A college dropout, only making means by selling used socks on the internet.

Such was the despair of life. The cruel, cruel fate all humans were headed for.

Nagito's iPhone 6s buzzed once more.

It was another text message from Sans. It was the same message, only with more hearts. Soon another message followed the previous, saying 'oh shit! the first one did get sent. sorry my service is pretty bad lol.'

The human chuckled, truly smiling this time.

"It's fine. Good morning to you too. "

Soon as Nagito sent that message, Sans had already sent a reply. Another loving message scrawled with all colors of hearts.

"would it be alright if i came over today? uwu"

Nagito bit his lower lip, unsure of how to respond. He didn't want to really see anyone. Or have anyone see him like this. A giant, depression mess. How could he bring Sans here like this?

"I'm kind of busy today, haha. Maybe tomorrow?"

Tomorrow he'd be sure to be in a better mood. For now, he would let himself back into the darkness – wallowing in his own self-pity.

Pathetic.

Nagito's eyes wandered around the giant mess of his bedroom, clothes and trash flung about, then to the pile of dishes in the sink. He then looked down at what he was wearing. A stained old shirt and boxers that were too big on him. What a mess. What a mess HE was.

The iPhone 6s buzzed once more. Another text message from Sans.

"oh ok. i still got some leftover foodies if you want some lol"

Nagito replied back only with a "okay" and sighed. Even texting Sans was too draining. He didn't want to slip up and say something that would cause his love to worry.

There he went again! Calling Sans his love.

Nagito sighed – yet again, and wandered around his room. "Damnit, where the hell are my Apple AirPods™?" The human mumbled to himself. He only got these Apple AirPods™ just two days ago and he had already lost them to the mess of his bedroom.

Why didn't he stick to regular ear buds? Why couldn't he not be a lazy piece of shit and clean his room for once? He was fully able to, but he didn't care to. It was a never ending cycle of self-hatred and misery.

Pathetic, pathetic, pathetic. And now he had lost

"DAMN IT ALL!" Nagito shouted from the top of his lungs. The loss of $160 was almost too much. "I HATE MYSELF. I JUST WANTED TO LISTEN TO SOME KANYE WEST WITH MY APPLE AIRPODS™. "

He collapsed back on his bed, staring at the ceiling. Nagito chuckled, feeling the numbness crawl and take over him.

Despair…true, cruel despair was crawling around every inch of his skin. The eyes of those will hope would fall back, never before seeing such despair in their life.

Nagito lived with this curse, every single day of his short life.

He sighed one more time, as there is never anything wrong for a person to sigh multiple times. It doesn't mean they're being rude or anything PATRICIA!

Anyway, Nagito stared so long at the ceiling, he swore he could see the popcorn like pattern on the wall rotate in a circle. He was the planet and all of those little popcorn bumps were the little moons.

Hours, and hours passed by. Nagito didn't even realize what time it was until he finally glanced outside to see the sun setting down into the mountains.

He didn't sigh as he got up from his bed, looking for his phone once more.

Who would even text a pathetic, sighing creature like him?

Sans. Sans would.

Nagito opened his phone to reveal dozens and dozens of text messages and missed calls from Sans. He was only able to read two before he heard desperate knocking on his door, and Sans' voice calling his name.

He didn't have enough time to change as Nagito dashed to the door, opening up to see a sobbing skeleton, his face red from crying so much.

"NAGITO! Thank God you're alright. I was getting so worried I was about to call the police." Sans flew himself at the human, weeping into his arms.

A twinge of guilt tugged at Nagito's heartstrings. He didn't want to lie to Sans about his depression, but he didn't want to exactly say what was wrong. He didn't know how to, or even if Sans was not one of those people who don't know how to be someone depressed.

He pulled the skeleton close, kissing the top of his boney head. "I..um. I was just listening to Kanye West on my Apple AirPods™, when I ended up dozing off. I didn't sleep well last night, and I guess I was just really sleepy."

Sans ceased his crying and was only sniffling now.