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Sans heard someone coming near, and was already in the progress of whipping his tears, expecting someone else to start abusing him for showing such a weakness as crying.
However, when he felt a soft fabric being pulled around him, and hearing a gentle voice comfort him, he felt new tears grow. Quietly, he moved closer against the other monster, and pushed his face into the others coat. It felt warm.. And familiar somehow.
He cried. He cried until his eyes hurt and his throat was soar and he felt dry as a sponge. But still he held on, not wanting to let go off the warmth and comfort the other was providing him with.
