"You know what will get your mind off everything?"
"What?" Frisk asked.
Chara blushed. "How about we go on a date today?"
The suggestion made Frisk smile cheerfully. They did agree to be datefriends after all, but since moving in with Alphys, they hadn't even gone on a single date yet. Every day had been Frisk heading to the university, where they spent their time studying in the library or attending some of Alphys' lectures. They also had tutors, who were a couple of studious humans that followed Toriel's curriculum of asking Frisk to write weekly reports on the news or the books that they had read.
Chara, meanwhile, had daily piano lessons with Undyne in the morning. According to Undyne, human fingers were much more flexible than hers, and Chara's playing improved very quickly. They were almost good enough to start learning classical pieces, though Chara had more interest in composing (and downloading sheet music off the internet from games and films and playing them). In the afternoon, they would meet up with Frisk at the university to receive tutoring, but they were still never interested in any of it.
"Sure!" Frisk responded.
Chara looked excited, though they were still blushing.
"But isn't it a bit late today?" Frisk asked. "It's almost time for dinner. Where do you want to go?"
"We don't have to go out," Chara said. "Maybe we can just order dinner, and then watch a movie together?"
"Okay."
Frisk opened up their laptop. Around the city, there were so many different restaurants that they didn't even know what they wanted to eat. Only Japanese food was out of the question, as Alphys had made that for them every day. It wasn't bad – in fact, her cooking was quite tasty – but eating anything for long enough was enough to make them sick of it.
"Do you want pizza?" Chara asked.
"Not really," Frisk replied. "I've had that for lunch often enough on campus."
"Subway? MOS Burger? Wend-"
Frisk frowned, unimpressed. "Let's not limit ourselves to fast food."
"But everything else is so expensive!"
Alphys, of course, did not let them spend however much money that they wanted. They were each given a weekly allowance of 1300 VCs (virtual coins), which Chara usually blew on chocolate, costumes, and games. As a result, they had almost no money left, and they would probably feel bad about buying an expensive dinner and having to let Frisk pay most of it.
"It's okay," Frisk said. "I don't mind spending a bit more money on our date."
Chara turned away, facing their own laptop with a shade of embarrassment reappearing on their face.
"Still. I'm broke, I don't want you to have to pay my whole dinner for me."
"Think of it as me treating you!"
"...Fine. But, in that case, I'm not going to order anything expensive."
Eventually, they just decided to order Chinese food. While they waited for it to arrive, Chara chose a movie for them to watch: "Blooky's House of Jumpscares" (featuring the fearless robo-protagonist, Mettaton Ex, as he navigates through an old and dark mansion crawling with spirits). The reviews for this film, released just last month, were exceedingly high. It was – of course – already available for home viewing on Underflix.
Mettaton was sprinting down a dark hall, panting (robotically), eyes darting around in fright. He turned a corner. There was a flash of red. Something very tall was standing in front of him. The thing's limbs started to stretch and curl, bending at disturbing angles, before the camera zoomed in on its fac-
"AHHHHH!" Frisk screamed, grabbing onto Chara.
"It's just another eldritch abomination, Frisk," Chara said, patting Frisk on the head. Frisk was quivering and shaking. Chara sighed.
"Turn it off," Frisk pleaded.
"Come on. Look at how lazy the editing is," Chara continued, pointing at the screen. "Do you really find it that scary?"
"...I don't want to see it."
Chara sighed. "Okay, fine."
They turned off the movie and faced Frisk. The room was dark, and it was almost ten PM. Still two more hours before Chara usually went to sleep. Frisk calmed themselves down enough for them to sit up straight again. They were sitting together on Chara's bed in their room, and Chara stood up.
"What do you want to do now?" Chara asked.
"Well...how do dates usually end, anyways?"
For a moment, Chara looked speechless. Then, a strange smile came over their face, and they started giggling. Frisk stared at Chara weirdly as they turned away and laughed to themselves.
"Hey, Frisk," Chara said. "Do you...do you want to play dress up again?"
Frisk stared back. "...Why?"
"That was really fun," Chara answered, giggling again.
"I guess, if you like it."
"I just want to put you in that sailor suit again!" Chara said. They were already on their way to their closet, reaching in and throwing out piles of clothing in search for it. A second later, they said "ah-hah!" and pulled out the big white sailor suit, along with the large pink ribbon. They walked back to their bed.
Reluctantly, Frisk put on the costume and adorned their head with the ribbon again. When they were done, they turned to face Chara and was startled.
Chara was staring at them, unblinking. Frisk returned the gaze until they found it too awkward to continue, and turned their eyes away.
"Ummm...Chara?"
"...Frisk," Chara said, still staring at them. "You're too cute."
"...Chara..."
Frisk sat down on the bed and frowned. Chara bent their head down, leaning towards them, and put on a grin.
"Do you want me to dress me up, Frisk?" Chara asked.
"...Not particularly," Frisk replied. They laughed half-heartedly as they scratched their head. Chara's unwavering gaze made them feel like they were receiving just a bit too much attention.
"Why not?"
"Well, I...I don't really care how you look," Frisk said. Internally, they cringed as they realized how awkward that sounded. "I mean! You look fine just the way you are, Chara! I like you for who you are, not how you dress."
"Is that so...?" Chara said.
They sat down beside Frisk on the bed. Then, turning towards Frisk, they tried to smile, but ended up blushing instead. It was a very deep blush this time, and Chara darted their eyes away as Frisk looked at them.
"Is something wrong?"
"N-no..." Chara replied. Their eyes lowered, and they clasped their hands together into a ball on their lap. For a while, they didn't say anything.
"Chara?"
"Frisk," Chara began, looking back up at them again. Their face was noticeably red, even in the darkness of the room. "Do y-you want t-to...do you w-want..."
"What is it?"
Chara took a deep breath and closed their eyes. "Do you want to try...umm, ah, how should I say this? Oh, whatever! Frisk, do you want to try making out with me?"
Frisk was a bit too stunned at that suggestion to reply. Then, realizing that they were making Chara feel extremely embarrassed by saying silent, they decided to respond.
"Umm, o-okay!" Frisk said. They placed a reassuring hand on Chara's shoulder.
"R-really?! You will?"
"Y-yeah, why not? We both like each other, right? And, I mean, it's n-not like anyone really cares if we do this...?"
Chara's face was so red that Frisk wondered if they were going to explode at any second.
"Okay!" Chara said finally. "Th-thank you, Frisk. I m-mean, I wasn't actually expecting you to say 'yes', so..."
"Hey, this is a d-date, right?"
Chara nodded, wiping at their red eyes. "All r-right. Don't w-worry, Frisk. I've watched how Alp-uh, I've watched how the people from the games that I've played do it! So, just close y-your eyes, and relax, and don't worry about a thing!"
"R-right, yes."
Frisk closed their eyes and waited.
They felt Chara's lips on their mouth a second later. It was very sudden, and also very awkward. Chara just stayed there, unmoving. Frisk opened their eyes to find themselves gazing into Chara's. They looked very, very frightened.
To help Chara, they began to move their lips. They followed their intuition, not knowing what else to do. It was Chara this time who appeared unable to react. To avoid being discouraging, Frisk didn't pull away, but continued kissing until they felt a response.
Chara's lips were soft and warm. Gradually, they started to kiss back. They began a bit too forcefully, which surprised Frisk, but Frisk refrained from pulling away. It would be embarrassing if they made Chara feel that they were an inadequate kisser. Now that they had started, they realized that it felt surprisingly good. Chara began to calm down and kiss gently, more naturally.
Frisk slowly wrapped their arms around Chara's back. They held Chara with their hands, and Chara did the same while they kissed. It was all going well until Frisk suddenly felt something very wet inside their own mouth.
"Whoops!" Frisk said, pulling away instinctively.
"Ummm! Uh, Frisk, was that...too fast for you?"
"Was that your tongue?" Frisk asked in response.
Chara's blush became so deep that Frisk wondered if they were going to become a tomato.
"I'm...I'm sorry," Chara said at last, their voice barely a whisper. "I didn't m-mean to-"
"No, it's fine," Frisk said, trying to smile. "It just surprised me, that's all."
"Do y-you, do you w-want to try again?"
"Y-yeah."
This time, Frisk went first. They placed their lips against Chara's and began the same kissing motions that they had done before. Chara did the same, and it started to feel good again. Soft, warm, wet lips. Frisk took a deep breath. They loved Chara's smell – the smell of buttercup flowers that they had in their hair. It seemed to make the world melt away.
Frisk felt a gentle pressure against their lips. Chara wasn't too forceful this time, but they seemed to be suggesting something. Gripping Chara tightly, Frisk began to lie themselves down onto the bed. Chara appeared to like this. They pulled away for a moment, leaning over Frisk, and then resumed kissing – this time lying over them.
They hugged each other tightly. Frisk liked the feeling of such closeness, the sensation of another person's warmth so close to theirs. It made them feel secure. With wetness, Chara's lips became tender. Unlike before, their kissing was fluid now. Gentle and affectionate.
Chara let go of the kiss, but they looked like they were enjoying it too much to stop. They started to kiss quickly and lightly upon their lips, and then around them. Frisk winced as Chara left a trail of kisses up to their cheek. They didn't want to stop, either. They took in a deep breath, smelling the pleasant scent of Chara's hair again, and kissed Chara back on the cheek. Smiling, Chara kissed them twice back, and then moved down to kiss them on the lips again.
"Please don't stop," Chara whispered into Frisk's ear.
"I love you too."
"...You're so cute."
The next kiss lasted the longest, to the point where it started to feel draining. After a while, Frisk and Chara stopped and simply lay there, with their lips upon each others'. Chara opened their eyes. At the moment, their eyes looked so beautiful. They held their kiss like this, for a moment that felt too precious to let go. Frisk breathed in and out slowly, staring into Chara's eyes, hoping that this feeling of affection – of intimacy – between them would last forever.
Finally, Chara pulled away and sat up.
"...I can't believe we actually did this," they said.
"You're not a bad kisser, Chara."
"I would've been if you didn't...help me back there."
Frisk closed their eyes and smiled. "Still. You got into it quickly enough."
Chara moved off Frisk and laid themselves back down onto the bed, head beside Frisk's.
"Frisk."
"Yeah?"
"...Thank you."
Frisk didn't understand what for, but they said "You're welcome" in response.
"Frisk?"
"Yeah?"
"I don't ever want to leave you."
"...I don't, either."
Chara placed their head onto Frisk's shoulder and hugged them again.
"..I think I'll go to sleep early tonight," they said. "As long as I get to sleep like this with you."
"Okay. Me too."
Chara's eyes closed. They sighed, but a smile spread across their face.
"Good night, Frisk."
"Good night, Chara."