SF/US Papyrus with someone who he likes (and they like him back) but both are completely clueless and say they're "just friends/best friends"
“Come on Paps! Just go already! We don’t have all day!” Alphys harshly barks while nursing a bottle of vodka.
“This is a little embarrassing, don’t you think? We should play a different game,” Rus suggests, apprehensive about the objective of the game.
“Don’t be such a wimp! I had to kiss your brother, I’m not letting that go to waste!” The dinosaur snarls.
“Ehehe I got the whole thing on camera though….for future reasons” Undyne, the mad scientists drools lewdly.
“You’re so gross I love it!” Alphys leans in and kisses her girlfriend.
Rus continues to hesitate and Black rolls his eyes, “UGH JUST GET ON WITH IT ALREADY! I COMMAND YOU TO SPIN THE BOTTLE
Rus sighs and with a flick of his wrist, spins the glass bottle, landing on Undyne. Alphys bursts out laughing while the fish monster smiles widely, her blue scales turning into a deep shade of red.
“I always wanted to smooch a skeleton,” Undyne winks awkwardly.
The tall skeleton’s gaze flickers to you for a moment and you give him an amused smile and a thumbs up. Who the heck suggested this game anyway? He’d rather not kiss anyone here except you, but he hides his discomfort and plays along.
“Pucker up, bone boy,” before Rus could react, Undyne grabs his shoulders and presses her moist lips on his teeth, her lipstick staining the bones.
After three seconds, Rus pushes her away while everyone erupts into roaring laughter. The skeleton wipes his mouth with his sleeve, only smearing the lipstick, which only makes everyone laugh harder. Face flushed orange, Rus hurries to the kitchen to wash off the make up.
“AWH PAPS, DON’T BE SO KOI!” Black teases, poking at his brother’s ribs.
“M’lord, please don’t,”
“MY TURN MY TURN!” you exclaim, giving Rus a subtle, “I got your back” wink.
Rus smiles. He could always count on his best friend. You spin the bottle and a bubble of unease rises in the skeleton’s chest as the bottle taunts him. He doesn’t know what he would do when it lands on someone else, he just knows it will hurt, even if it’s just a friendly game. The bottle spins and spins, and it finally lands on…him. You blush furiously, unable to meet his eyes, while everyone cheers in excitement.
“Hah..well I guess if I had to kiss anyone here, you would be the best choice,” you laugh, trying to play it cool.
Rus doesn’t know how to respond, so he stays frozen in place. Realizing that you have to make the first move, you calm your frazzled nerves and just go for it. Leaning in close to him, you press your lips against his mouth and his hands cups your soft cheeks, everything melting away. It’s just you and him pressed close against each other, in a flurry of pink emotions. You taste like chocolates, he notices, his heart pounding faster than ever before as your name rings in his head over and over. You never knew how much you needed this, how much you needed his warmth spreading to your skin, or how much it feels so good to be in his arms, like everything will be okay as long as you have him.
“AHEM,” Blackberry coughs, grabbing both of your attentions, “THAT WAS WAY LONGER THAN 3 SECONDS”
“About damn time too,” Alphys murmurs.
“Eek! I didn’t get it on video! Now how am I going to remember the moment my ship became canon!” Undyne cries, “Can you guys do it again?!”
You and Rus look at each other, your blushes rising, until you both fall into simultaneous laughter. You two have a lot to talk about later.
You and Stretch enter the fancy restaurant, hand in hand, wearing the nicest clothes you have. The hostess greets you with a warm and friendly smile.
“Will you two be participating in the couples dinner event?” she asks.
Stretch nods and smiles, just like he rehearsed, “Yes, my betrothed and I hear that the restaurant is giving an all you can eat special to couples?”
“Why yes! It’s part of our Valentine’s Day special. You are getting married? Ohh may I see the ring?!” the hostess excitedly examines your finger.
You smirk at the skeleton, fully prepared for this situation. Holding out your ring finger, the hostess’s eye go wide, nearly envious.
“O-OH MY! This is beautiful! Is this a 2 karat diamond?!”
“It’s actually three. I had to pick the best for my love dove,” Stretch presses his teeth against your head, making your heart flutter.
“Aren’t you two just the cutest,” the hostess squeals, “Right this way please”
She seats you in the back of the restaurant, nice and secluded, offering full privacy with a dim lit candle and a single rose in a vase. The hostess hands you your menus and your eyes pop out at the prices. You don’t even know what half this stuff is!
“Enjoy your dinner,” the hostess bows and leaves.
You nervously glance at your friend, “H-Hey…can we afford all this?”
Stretch just nonchalantly leans back in his chair and pulls out a bottle of honey from under his coat, “Don’t worry, love dove. As long as we keep pretending that we’re engaged, they’ll give us a wicked discount.”
“Was the love dove part really necessary?”
“It made it more convincing,” the skeleton winks, “Not that it would’ve mattered anyway. Your performance was outstanding.”
“Oh stop. You did all the talking,” you flush, your cheeks heating up from his compliment.
“Nah. You handled it perfectly with charm and grace. I couldn’t ask for a better partner,” Stretch smiles widely, his warmth radiating off him like the sun.
Your heart beats loudly like a drum and you swallow the lump in your throat, “A-Are you flirting with me?”
Stretch blinks in surprise, a light blush creeping up his cheeks, but his smirk remains the same, “I have been for the past year, but thanks for noticing.”
You’re speechless, unable to bring yourself to speak. Is this another one of his jokes? Is he being serious? You’re not clueless enough to miss the signs…are you…? Depending on your response, you could completely ruin this friendship.
Taking a few slow breaths, you calm yourself down and chuckle softly, an idea popping in your head, “Hey, wouldn’t it be funny to continue this charade, just a bit longer?”
“What do you mean?” Stretch tilts his head.
“I mean, after this dinner, let’s just keep pretending that we’re dating. Can you imagine the look on our friends’ faces when they find out? We’ll keep it up until we’re ready to drop it,” your eyes twinkle with mischief.
“Nyeh heh heh. How interesting. I’m game,” Stretch extends his hand out to you and you take it without hesitation.
You two don’t know it yet, but your “game” opened up a whole new chapter in your lives.