Sans looks incredibly embarrassed about something as he approaches the other, refusing to meet her gaze for a while before eventually willing himself to press his bony lips on the other's, quickly pulling back with his cheeks growing a deep blue, rubbing his arm. Part of him wanted to immediately admit he was dared to, in the scenario of rejection, but instead he just laughed awkwardly, trying to release the odd feeling thudding in his chest.
Ametrine felt the high level of embarrassment approaching her before the skeleton even entered the room. She was already turned to the entrance when he entered.
“Sans? Is something wrong?” She wondered as she noticed he wouldn’t look at her. She even crouched a little so she could be at the same height as she found it made some people more comfortable. Not much to crouch, since she was only like 4-6 inches taller than him, but enough it made a difference. That would apparently be when the skeleton saw his chance, Ametrine blushing deeply as she felt the skeleton kiss her cheek. She chuckled a bit nervously for a moment before hugging the skele close.
Meanwhile if you looked closely behind the couch you’ll see a little boy and girl watching with big smiles and hiding from the two of them.