I Fall For You Everyday, Even If You Never Notice
(So I found a new AU today called UnderJail by @underjail-au you should really go check it out! It’s a really unique concept and I hope that they continue on with it really :3
It’s how the characters of the Underjail facility are essentially Undertale characters taking care of glitch characters such as UT!Asgores who like killing kids or HT!Sans’ who leave their Papyrus’ to starve, etc. (Go to the actual blog, it’s small for now, but they can explain more in depth and better than I)
And to be honest, they don’t seem to ship Soriel, but I do, so when I saw one of their artworks: https://underjail-au.tumblr.com/post/149918677520/lets-get-in-depth-with-the-healing-abilities-of I knew I had to write a Soriel fic about it. So enjoy if you guys want!)
Pairing: UJ!Toriel (Zoriel) x Glitched!US!Sans
Warning: Mentions of Abuse, Physical, Sexual and some Emotional
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Sans found himself waking up early in the morning from Nightmares again.
He had just seen his older brother Papyrus yesterday and thinking about it made purple sweat bead on his skull, remembering staring back at his brother so many times in the past, being injected with Papyrus’ modified Determination so frequently that Sans’ eye color turned purple, and no matter how much he screamed, writhed and got so close to dusting Papyrus wouldn’t stop, merely grinning at him through the smoke he puffed, Sans watching his brother handle his very soul, torturing him until he would pass out.
Thinking about it was putting him into another panic attack as he breathed in and out in huffs, curling in on himself as he tried to get a grasp on reality, feeling himself spiral.
A part of him wanted to call out to someone, but a much larger part of him, the anthropophic in him, screamed at the thought of another person coming into his room aside from Doggo or Zoriel.
Zoriel... He wanted help and he wanted her to do it, she was always willing to make him feel better and he was always willing to have her use magic on him to do so.
But he was too scared to reach for the call button he was allowed to have because of how little he wanted to hurt others, even if it happened anyways from the violent magical outbursts he had, to the point that Zoriel had to put a white band of magic restraints against his soul so he couldn’t cast magic anymore.
Instead, he merely closed his eyes and prayed for her to arrive and save him from this attack, his chest constricting despite him needing no air technically, clawing at his skull as he kept thinking of his brother grinning to him from across the table, telling Sans that he should smile and Sans feeling the corners of his mouth lift despite not wanting to smile.
He heard something fuzzy in the background as he panted, a clicking sound of a door shutting before a furry paw brushed the top of his skull. Tears raced down his cheekbones as he realized his prayers had been answered, looking up to see Zoriel standing there, smiling slightly at him, her paw pressed to his skull, glowing with healing magic, feeling his own magic shift to accommodate hers, turning his eyelights green as he accepted the treatment, slowly uncurling from himself as he stared to her and she gave him a small fanged smile back to him, so different from the flat-toothed grin his brother would give him, and this one was filled with such warmth as he was surrounded by her feelings of compassion, love and hope for him, feeling a purple blush spread across his skull as he stared up at her, soon feeling completely calm as he leaned gently into her paw.
“ There, feeling better now Sans?” Zoriel asked as Sans hummed and nodded, one of her signature techniques ‘Calm Mind’ from her always worked on him because he was always willing to calm down when around her or Doggo.
“ Yeah… Thank you Zori.” He murmured to her and gave her a slightly sheepish smile.
“ Don’t worry about it Sans, I was headed to breakfast while this was happening, would you like me to bring you breakfast? Maybe we can talk.” She offered softly with her warm smile still there for him as he nodded to her and she excused herself for a moment.
While he knew that she did things like this for patients all the time, for some reason he liked that she did it for him anyways, he felt... special around her. And a part of him hoped that she felt the same towards him, even though it might just be wishful thinking, seeing as she dealt with crushes from patients all the time- a part of her healing magic, Soul Heal, can have a patient enamored with her for hours before wearing off, so she dealt enough with lovesick patients watching her and flirting with her and... and...
He had to stop thinking about it.
However, he knew he was not part of the crowd when he felt this way for her, because even though seeing her every day seemed to make him Fall for her again and again, she never used Soul Heal on him, she only ever used Calm Mind, and he still thought about her long after she was gone, anxious to see her and talk to her again, she was always a great conversationalist and she always knew how to make him laugh someway as he straightened up, flinching when the door opened, but smiling a little shakily to Zoriel as she walked in, carrying two trays as they were stacked in pancakes, her setting his tray onto his lap with cutlery, syrup and butter before sitting beside him as he felt the flush turn deeper, looking to his food and cutting.
“ Knock Knock.” She chimed as he paused for a moment.
“ Who’s there?”
“ Ya.” She grinned to him.
“ Ya Who?”
“ I am so happy you are happy to see me! Yahoo!” She laughed as his head snapped to look at her, his whole face being bright purple as he found that little joke so cute.
Moments like this... They were why he loved her. Not because of some magic or anything like that... But it was because she cared, and was there for him.
