Gaster’s shortcut took him right to the front of his apartment door; he searched around his pockets looking for the keys, -he should’ve teleported inside the room- finally finding them. He tried to open the lock but he was still to shaken from the few drinks he had, it took him just a few tries before he was finally inside his living room. Gaster threw the keys at what he taught was the nearest couch before darting straight towards Sans room almost tripping over some toy.
Pushing the door open, he searched around the room with his eyes in panic before settling them on a small bump on the crib; he sighed, relieved that the little bundle that was a peacefully sleeping Sans was safe. He approached the crib resting his hands on the frame of it, looking down at the baby… ‘my baby’, he thought. He contemplated for a while how much had changed in such a short time especially when it was so sudden. Gaster still couldn’t believe he had created such small thing.
Sans stir a bit in his sleep; he probably has been sleeping for a while which meant it awaited a very long night for Gaster. ‘I deserved it…’ he scolded himself. But, looking at Sans in his peaceful slumber, he thought,
‘but it’s worth it. Every part of it.’
((just a late night thought I had a few days ago. btw have I told you guys how much I love drawing Gaster with silly faces?))