SFS!Sans/SFS!Papyrus
250 Word Drabble
((Basically the universe that I adore, where Swapfell Red Sans becomes King... This is the day where his Papyrus is meant to be crowned and acknowledged by the kingdom. c: It’s NOT du/bcon, he’s just nervous about being open about his relationship in front of literally EVERYONE.))
"You're going to do fine, brother." Sans smiled and stroked Papyrus' cheek, leaning forward to peck a quick kiss against his teeth. "As long as you do what I order you to, they will love you."
Papyrus nodded, expression still solemn as the guard Rabbits from Snowdin came in with a new crown tucked neatly in a silk-lined box. From the corner of his eye socket, Papyrus could tell it was beautiful. A simple braided band, silver with some sort of amber gems tucked into the braids. It would go well with his collar, but he refused to outright look at it.
How could the people of the Underground accept an incestuous couple as their new leaders? ... Because Sans made them accept it. After the battle with Alphys and the Queen, no one was brave enough to tell him off. Not even his own brother.
Papyrus whimpered as Sans' wet tongue traced from his jawline and up his cheek to pause slightly where the crown would soon sit upon his brow, before pulling away. "So beautiful, pet."
He loved Sans more than life itself, but the eyes watching them around the court weren't lost on him. He felt sick as Sans waved away the crown, to be given to the priest who would soon crown Papyrus as Prince of the Underground; consort to the King. "and if they rebel?" He asked quietly, eyes following the priest as he examined the ground. Sans outright laughed, nuzzling against his brother's face as obviously as he could. Papyrus flushed.