FlowerFell番外篇 Unexpected（5）(8)

Papyrus was silent, not making eye contact but Frisk swore they could see light red blush across his cheekbones. After a few moments, he slowly took his hand away, his eyes darting from Frisk to his hand and back again.
“CARRY ON,” Papyrus’ words were slightly fumbled. Before leaving for the courtyard to resume his duties, he pat Frisk on the head. Saying nothing further he disappeared from sight down the hall.
“i don’t think the big bonehead gets it ‘cause monster babies are a lil’ different,” Frisk turned their head to see Sans standing behind them, “shit,” he paused, taking in their beautiful glowing face, “you always look so irresistible when your ma’ does your hair.” They felt his arms wrap around them, he leaned in such a way he was able to rest his skull on their shoulder. “nervous?” unfortunately it seemed everyone was about to pick up on how Frisk felt.