Jun 23, 2016
"Oooh, what's that, darling? Right there, on your face." Before the other him responds, Mettaton grabs his double's face, and leaves a big ol' smooch on his cheek. "It was ME!"
Metta had been about to respond, thinking there actually was something on his face, when the other pulled him into a kiss. Cheek kiss. And boy, he hadn’t been expecting that. His face turned a bright pink, and he could hear his fans kick into high. Was it getting hot in here, or was it just him.
“Darling, darling,” he waved at the other, trying and failing to hide his blush. “Please. You might make me overheat.”
