Being Sans Grocery Wife.
Meeting him by chance not long after the barrier is broken. He’s a nice guy. Funny, smart, kinda weird…he’s not super interested in getting to know you. Papyrus is nice though!
Seeing him again while visiting Papyrus (he’s showing you his race car bed!). He’s much more friendly this time. Maybe being on the surface has softened his resolve a bit. The three of you have a good time together.
Being shocked when you see the grocery store with his name on it. “What the fuck!” You think. Sans never told you he owned a grocery store. What an asshole!
Watching him be super embarrassed to tell you that, ‘lol yeah it’s mine but like it’s not a big deal’. When it is a big deal. You think it’s cool. You love the grocery store, especially the little organic ones that sell over-priced specialty items. Like pumpkin spice cheese! Who eats that? (Lol me, he would tell you).
Helping him out during night re-stocking. He can’t reach all the shelves….also he’s kinda bored on his own…but like it’s whatever…you both have a good time though. You can laugh and tell jokes together. It’s not often the two of you hang out so this quickly becomes a regular thing on your Friday nights.
Wondering if this will ever be more or if you’re going to be relegated to ‘work wife’ status forever. It took a while but these feelings are a bit more than just friends. You wouldn’t mind trying a romantic relationship with him. Is Sans even interested in you that way? Is he interested in that stuff at all?
He is.
That’s just a lot of work….













