What would happen if s/o took the initiative of confessing (considering that they were already friends a long time with the said skelly) and didn't knew how to confess properly ,in kinda frustration and also wanting to confess they kiss him:3
How would geno,dream,nigthmare and cross react ?:0
(I apologize, I don’t write for Dream or Nightmare, but I’ll write the other two ^^;;)
Aftertale!Sans - You said you wanted to tell him something, and yet, here you two are, in complete silence, sitting directly next to each other on the sofa. With nothing happening. An eventful evening, clearly.
Geno will try to prompt some sort of useless conversation of sorts -- small talk, more or less, but he knows he’s just saying words to fill the empty space within the hanging awkward atmosphere. He doesn’t really have any idea what to do. He doesn’t even know why you wanted to talk to him in the first place. All he does know is that he’s really nervous about the prospect of you right here and now telling him how much you actually have hated him this whole time. But that won’t happen. It’s his brain making up things. Right? Right. That’s it.
Stars, panic is still swirling around his skull. There’s nothing he can do about it. It just keeps building and building, adding on more and more with every breath he takes and every word he thinks of. Geno starts dead conversations less and less, slowly debating whether or not he should just leave and hope you tell him about this later.
When suddenly, a hand snatches his jaw, and something presses against his cheekbone.
He turns to see you with your face buried in your hands, practically scream-crying with embarrassment. Geno is... a little confused as to what’s going on, but like the good friend he is, will pull you into a hug. Which you return -- tightly. He’s a little concerned... until he hears your voice against his skull, whispering to him the confession you’ve been dying to say.
XTale!Sans - Cross doesn’t really understand why you’re suddenly awkward with him that day. Just yesterday, you two were totally fine, hanging out as usual, but now you’re acting as if you’re trying to hide something from him and it’s driving him crazy. He really doesn’t do well with lying of any kind, but considering it’s you... whomst he has a pretty big soft spot for... he’s trying to make an exception to try and understand the root of why you’re being so... like this.
“something wrong?” he’ll ask. No response. “hey, have you heard the news from this morning?” The answer’s no. “geez, i feel almost kind of sick from whatever we had to eat yesterday, what about you?” Still a no. “something about today’s a little off, don’t you think?” Complete and utter silence. Cross is beginning to lose his patience.
“look, will you just tell me whatever you’re thinking? the more you stay quiet, the more worried i get, and --”
This was not the answer he was expecting.
What does he even do? What does he say? Well, I suppose he can’t really say anything right now -- not while your lips are sealing his mouth shut.
He’s definitely dreaming, right? What kind of fairy-tale nonsense is this right now? And why does this feel like forever?
When you finally push back, Cross is absolutely star-struck. He doesn’t know what to say. He doesn’t even know what to think, much less anything else. He’s just... overwhelmed. By a lot of emotions. All at the same time.
The confession finally forming into words as you speak, finally letting that itching annoyance from the day, begging you to say something; Cross is even more frozen than before. He might genuinely need you to snap him back awake into reality, because he’s so thrown off by everything that’s happened that he doesn’t even think it’s real.