the next time they visited Flowey in the Underground, they were going to be sure to bring them back to the Surface with them. they shouldn’t have to remain there while everyone else was up top. they would go up in a pot, even if Frisk had to force them. and it was nice to go through the Underground every once in a while. it had become so familiar to them, but everyone needed to move on eventually.
but before making the trek back to the exit, taking a nap in Toriel’s Ruin home sounded nice. they always seemed to sleep well there, and it was easy to get to.
what they didn’t expect was someone being in the bed already. they had gone into the bedroom and grabbed to pull the blankets back, only for their hand to bump into something that felt an awful lot like a body. that was definitely weird. were they asleep? well, they wanted to know who they were so they shook their shoulder softly.
“ oh, come on, Blaise, tha’ kiss was horrible! HERE’S how ya kiss a girl~ ”
brushes some of Melodie’s hair away from her face before cupping her face in a hand and leaning in for a nice, deep kiss. Mel’s getting all the kisses today.
DO THE OT4 FOR THAT RELATIONSHIP MEME THING I'M SCREAMING
Send a ship and I'll tell you who: @floriiis
Gives nose/forehead kisses: I see them all doing this, tho Melodie and Jasper Gets jealous the most: BREEZE the only people that are allowed to flirt with Melodie are Blaise and herself. no one else!Picks the other up from the bar when they’re too drunk to drive: everyone has to go pick up Breeze (and sometimes Jasper) cause wow what an alcoholic.Takes care of on sick days: everyone sort of takes care of eachother, tho Jasper and Melodie are the best at being caretakers. However Breeze will bring around a special “medicine” that will fix whatever sickness Melodie and Blaise have. Jasper has never gotten sick tho. hmmm...Drags the other person out into the water on beach day: Jasper and Melodie have to drag Breeze and Blaise in, though Breeze has to sit on either Jasper’s or Blaise’s shoulders or insist on sitting out while everyone has fun in deeper water. she’s not a good swimmer.Gives unprompted massages: okay but Breeze giving Melodie massages and Jasper giving Blaise ones. also Blaise giving one to Mel and Jasper giving one to Breeze.Drives/rides shotgun: Jasper is the driver and they all take turns on who rides shotgun and who sits in back. Breeze sometimes insists that Blaise and Mel sit in the back so her ship will sail.Brings the other lunch at work: everyone brings everyone lunch, but Jasper and Melodie usually stick around Blaise and Breeze to make sure they actually eat.Has the better parental relationship: Jasper for ultimate grand-dad, Breeze is the crazy fun aunt, Blaise is the ultimate worry wart dad, and Melodie is precious mom. (at least that’s their standings.)Tries to start role-playing in bed: Breeze does it a little with Jasper cause it can be fun. Melodie and Blaise don’t do it a lot tho i can see Mel giving it a go.Embarrassingly drunk dancer: Melodie. absolutely. maybe Blaise if he got drunk, tho i don’t see him doing a lot of dancing. Breeze and Jasper are the best drunk dancers cause they go out drinking a lot.Still cries watching Titanic: i see Breeze trying to make fun of it but then getting into it and soon both girls are crying, Blaise is trying not to and failing, and Jasper is just sort of smiling cause he’s seen it 1000 times before.Firmly believes in couples costumes: MELODIE IS ALL FOR THIS. ALL THE COUPLES COSTUMES. Breeze is in this boat as well and Jasper participates in helping them out. Blaise goes along with it since Melodie suggested it.Breaks the expensive gift rule during Christmas: BREEZE. AND. JASPER. they do not know when to stop. they love breaking that rules and spoiling them~ they deserve it!Makes the other eat breakfast: Jasper makes THE BEST breakfasts, it’s like a beautiful feast of deliciousness. Melodie will help. Breeze is not allowed near the kitchen.Remembers anniversaries: surprisingly, Breeze is the one that remembers everything. she’s very good with dates.Brings up having kids: “ Blaise, Melodie... the time is now. gO FORTH AND HAVE THE CHILDREN OR ADOPT! YOU TWO WILL BE GREAT PARENTS! ” #hershipwillsail
{ Another disastrous day. Coupled with his poor mood - one that was constantly on the decline following the events of around a month ago, when his closest friend had ceased talking to him - Blaise had endured what had seemed to be the gears of fate turning against him at any given moment; tripping and dropping books, sitting on a broken chair, snapping three pencils consecutively. He was in a pretty bad temper already. }
{ And accompanying his emotional hardships, the thick marker writing up his forearms seemed to be denser and more unintelligible than ever. }
{ The last thing he needed was to run into someone because he was too busy casting his unhappy gaze at the floor. Following the startling collision he stepped back and reflexively glanced up at the other to issue an apology - but his vocal cords seemed to freeze up when he recognised with a pang of sadness those blue eyes...ones that could immediately oust his anger. }
{ Or perhaps...this was exactly what he needed. }
>> Melodie-!
{ Her running by this point was inevitable - but this time, his hands came up to desperately clasp her shoulders. }
>> It feels....sort of like you're the only one I have left, you know? Does that sound pathetic?
{ Blaise rested his chin in the palm of one hand, leaning slightly forward to look more closely at his dear friend with soft golden eyes. He was talking to himself, of course, considering the circumstances - since, after all, she was completely mute and her only sounds were the ragged breaths that tore from panicked lungs. }
{ Despite the look of pain and horror in her dewy blue eyes as she stared at him, he chatted amiably to her as though she wasn't tied to a chair and slowly bleeding out from the open wounds he'd left in her wrists. His irises wandered to look at every little sign of her suffering; from the shimmering tear tracks down her face to the slight twitches of her eyelids. His gaze was one that was uncharacteristically loving - the kind one would receive from a fanatic; an obsessor. One hand, the one that used to be bandaged at all times and was now dirtied with his own blood, reached out to her and its two intact fingers brushed carefully against her hair. }
>> I sort of wish I could've heard your voice. I bet it would sound amazing...I don't think I ever asked about it. I thought it would've been rude to.
{ When she saw his hand reach out to her, Melodie's breath picked up to the point where her chest heaved with the beginnings of a panic attack and she bit her lip sharply. In time with such a response the flow of warm, living blood from her arms sped up along with the rhythm of her heart. }
>> Was it a disease? Or maybe you never had a voice? Or...what if someone stole it? A demon, maybe?
{ Blaise laughed at his own statement - a long, low, unnatural sound - and stretched out his arms before assuming his previous position, dripping fresh blood of his own across the table between them without much concern. }
>> Gotta keep the demons away. Give them your flesh and blood and they won't come near you, my dad and his friends told me! Still...sometimes I see them poking about the edges of my sight.
{ Melodie had no choice but to listen to his rambling - the words of the monster who had replaced her friend, who was glancing pleasantly around them while he spoke. She seemed to be growing colder as time elapsed, and the essence of her life was spilling relentlessly in a broad pool across the floor. }
>> Don't worry, Mels! You'll be thanking me for making this offering on your part soon enough! I don't want to see them take you away like they took my dad...what the hell would I do then?
{ The remaining fingers drummed the table in a lazy rhythm - their eyes bore into each others; perhaps, by some miracle, seeing the pain in her eyes would snap him out of such a severe delusion. But it wasn't so. He blinked sporadically and shrugged his shoulders, the faintest flush of scarlet in his pale, sanguine-smeared cheeks. }
{ It was no use anymore; all this fighting to save herself wasn't going to work on someone so far gone. Black dots were beginning to fill her vision, her every perception growing numb and useless. It was so cold... }
>> Mels...?
{ She was giving up. Her body was so tired from the trauma and the blood loss...sleep was all she needed. Just to sleep...As her head lolled forward, she could just see her friend's look of confusion as he got out of his seat. }
>> Mels...! Melodie, what are you doing...? You can't............
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