Sans who, at first, didn’t seem really interested in anyone or anything. Sans who liked to joke and pun but never revealed too much about himself. Sans who would look away once you turned towards him, acting as if he hadn’t been staring. Sans who rejected you the first time you confessed, and although he’d done so as kindly as possible, it hadn’t seemed entirely too honest.
Sans who lied about not seeing you that way.
He needed time, you came to realise, and so, even though you initially felt heartbroken, you instead focused on being there for him as a friend. He knew of your feelings and treated them with respect, but it wasn’t until the third year of knowing him, that things began to change. It started small, actions you wouldn’t notice until weeks had passed, but he started to open up to you. He started to move closer; be closer to you, subtly touching you whenever he had the chance.
He revealed his fears. He’s afraid of making connections, afraid of becoming too close to someone; afraid to love and let himself be loved. You appreciated his honesty. You told him he didn’t have to commit. You were okay with just being close friends who could occasionally cuddle. At first glance he seemed alright with that, but then his expression changed and he shook his head and took your hands.
No. He doesn’t want that anymore, he never did. He’s loved you for a long time already and he was just too afraid to admit it to himself, but… he wants to be with you. He wants to be your lover. He wants to cuddle and hold hands and—and he wants to kiss you and to have you kiss him whenever you want to.
He’s a little overwhelmed with his own feelings, but you don’t judge him. Instead, you take him into your arms and hold him close. He nuzzles into you, releasing a sigh that must have held the weight of the world. You kiss his skull and you hear him silently gasp. You giggle and do it again and he hides his face in your shoulder. You can’t see the blush, but you feel it.
He’s happy you waited for him.
He’s happy you chose to still love him even though he needed time.
Sans is happy to have you in his life.
Music: Quiet Glade - Toby Fox