cough made its way through your already raw, very sore throat. There was
nothing more you despised than being sick; especially when your boyfriend Josh
was on tour, and supposed to be coming home in a day or two. You knew he would
be worried sick if he knew you were feeling ill; but luckily your throat had
held up thus far. It was a shame that it was scratchy and sore now, considering
Josh’s contact name lit up your screen as he called you.
You whispered, hoping he wouldn’t notice your voice. If you whispered, it didn’t
sound too bad. Though you knew he would catch on eventually, he wasn’t stupid.
babe, why are we whispering?” Josh laughed from the other end, whispering himself.
You two were always joking around with each other, maybe you could use this as
a way out of him knowing you were sick. “Is this like a secret conversation? Is
nobody allowed to hear what we talk about all of a sudden?” He laughed, causing
a scratchy sigh to escape your lips.
thought I’d just joke around.” Though your voice was sounding much better than
earlier, it still sounded like your vocal chords had sex with sandpaper.
okay? You don’t sound too good.” Josh immediately began worrying. “I feel like
this is a bad time for you; get some rest and I’ll see you tomorrow. I love
you, Y/N.” The thought of the conversation ending so soon made your heart
wrench; you wanted nothing more than to hear his voice.
Please keep talking. I miss your voice and won’t be able to make it until
tomorrow if you leave the call now. If it’s okay, can we keep talking?” You
asked shyly, cringing as your throat stung with a cough.
love to keep talking to you, but I want you to feel better.” He explained,
going silent for a second with thought. “I’ll stay on call, but try not to talk
too much, okay?” You knew he probably had a million stories to tell. Considering
for the past couple of days you accidentally fell asleep on call. Not that Josh
really minded, he found it cute the way you would mumble soft words in your sleep
before he hung up.
stories?” You asked, laying your foggy feeling head back down on the soft
pillow. You smiled as you heard Josh begin talking about how his last show
went; how Tyler got him into the hamster ball. How the crowd began to sing so
loud he couldn’t hear himself drum, you loved it. How excited he got, and the
love and passion in his voice as he talked about his adventures this far. You
were so caught up in thinking of the stories he was telling you, and imaging how
his eyes were probably lighting up as he spoke. That you didn’t realize he had
to go for sound check.
Y/N, the crew is giving me dirty looks because I’m a tad late for sound check.
Get to sleep early tonight, drink tea and lots of water. I’ll be back tomorrow
to take care of my love.” Josh’s words made you smile as you both said your
goodbyes, allowing him to go prepare for his last show of the tour. You wished
you could’ve been there to support them, like you had done on previous tours; but
this stupid cold you had contracted said otherwise.
spent the rest of your night drinking tea, reading your favorite book again
(though it still felt like the first time you read it), and trying to stay up
until Josh was done his show so you could hear about what you had missed; hear
the excitement in his voice as the adrenaline wore off. You had stayed up
pretty late though, it wasn’t until 12:30 that your body finally said enough is
enough, go to sleep.
realized you fell asleep until you were awoken by the scent of tea; did you get
up and make some without remembering it? Rubbing your eyes with confusion, you
pushed yourself up into a sitting position, scanning your surroundings. The
clock on your bedside table read 10:45am, you merely shrugged it off, telling
yourself you needed the sleep. Josh wouldn’t be arriving home until the
afternoon anyway, so the longer you slept the shorter the wait felt. Or so you
thought anyway, until you heard movement downstairs. You tensed, thinking it
was a robbery taking place—but who would rob a house in plain daylight, after
risking waking the homeowner up by
making tea? Your cold make it nearly impossible to think logically, so
you grabbed a shoe off the floor and made your way to investigate; very much
hoping it wasn’t a robber. A shoe would do very little if they had a gun or
Y/N. You finally woke up, do you need anything?” You were shocked to see Josh
standing in the kitchen, smiling widely at you, brows furrowing as he realized
you were wielding a sneaker. “You’re holding a shoe because?” He asked, holding
back a laugh as you dropped your self defense weapon to the ground.
thought you were a robber. A nice one who first made me tea before you rob me
blind.” You croaked, voice sounding worse than yesterday. Your throat hurt a
considerable amount more, and your muscles were sore with fatigue. But none of
that seemed to matter much to you; your mind and heart filled with happiness
and love. Josh was back, right in front of you. In hugging distance, the one
you missed so much over these last few months was back. While you felt like you
were dying. Great timing right?
should be laying down, I’m just going to grab you some cold medication I bought
on my way home then meet you upstairs, okay?” Josh gave a tight hug before he
let you wander back up to your bed. A
part of you did feel bad that Josh got home from a stressful tour, and wasn’t
able to relax right away because he was taking care of you—but you knew he didn’t
mind. If he did, he wouldn’t be making you tea and telling you to sleep. “Take
one of these now, and you can take the next one in 12 hours it says.” Josh
mumbled, reading the side of the box as he walked into your shared bedroom. “They’re
the extra strength stuff so it should help you get better quicker, but in the
mean time you have Nurse Josh at your service.” He laughed to himself, placing
the pill in your hand. Quickly swallowing it with the tea, you smiled to
yourself. You knew you were in good hands with him.
I can relate anything to you,
the sound of the sea,
the waves which breaks on the sand,
the voice of a man walking through the street,
that seemed like yours,
but it’s not you,
I can relate anything to you,
I hear your name even when
and I turn my head to look for you,
but I know you’re not there,
I smile remembering when we were together,
and start crying because we’re not,
so I keep walking,
I don’t care, where I’m
There have been good times,
I will survive with the memory of
what we had
and who we were
cause now we’re lost,
I can’t see your face,
even if you’re hunting me every day,
I can’t hear your voice,
I can’t reach for your hand,
tonight we are souls that lost their way home
I wish i could talk to you now. I wanna hug you now so tight and whisper how much i love you. I wanna make you feel that you are the most important people in my life. I wanna kiss you and feel your arms around me. I wanna tell you that you are my life and i won’t ever leave you. But how? How can i do all these things if you are so far away now. I can’t even reach you. I can’t even see you. I know you are in a better place now. Hey, you are so unfair for leaving me. I thought you’ll sing for me as soon as we meet. I thought you’ll cook for me. I thought you’ll teach me how to skate and play a guitar. But did you left me? And it hurts to know that i will never see you. I won’t be able to see that angelic face and smile of yours. You are so unfair for leaving me, leaving me forever. But hey, you will always be in my heart and mind. I will miss you forever. I remember when we used to talk every midnight. I will wait for you to wake up and i will keep myself alive cause we have a different timezone. It’s morning there and it’s evening here. I can still hear your beautiful voice singing me “Grow old with you”. Your sweet messages and your i love you’s. How about your famous poker face and being so clingy to me. I will treasure those memories for the rest of my life. I will miss your silly jokes. The way you call me piglet. The way how effortlessly put a smile on my face. I will miss your sweetness. I will miss everything about you. It so hard to accept that fact your gone forever. You’ve taught me so many things, you left me so many times. And now you will never coming back. know that you’ve reach a better place and now you’re breathing freely. It’s like you’re gone too soon and i will never say good bye. I won’t cry, i will try to hide it, i know how much you hate yourself when you’re making me cry. I know you didn’t want to see me hurting. I will try to stay strong just for you. I will pluck up all of my courage and pretend that I’m okay. You left me, alone. I will never go on your funeral. I don’t want to see you there, lying on your coffin, lifeless and cold. I thought we’ll grow old together as what the song you sang to me. I will let you go, but in God’s time. I know you’re pretty up there, smiling, with the angels and with the stars, and I’m left here alone.Nothing hurts more than this. I wish i could see you now. I want you to haunt me. I want you to visit me every night so I wouldn’t miss you. Even if I’m afraid of ghosts, if it’s you then I can take it. I wanted to feel you embracing me. I know that you’re happy wherever you are right now while i am here, crying my heart out. I can’t even go there to see your body because you are so far away. We’re miles apart. I will try to move on with my life, just for you. I am a cry baby so please let me be and i promise i will stay strong. I’ll live my life, for you. We didn’t make our forever do come true. I failed in proving to you that forever do exists. Maybe in another life, there’s a chance for us to be together and if that will happen, i will never let you go. I’ll believe on that. So wait for me there, okay? I will miss you forever. I love you so much please take care of us, my angel. Until we meet, again.
Summary:Papyrus really didn’t see it coming. He didn’t expect to have Sans there while he made a terrible mistake. Sans never looked so… Broken. It was his fault dust covered his hoodie, and Sans was like this.
Underswap, Edgeberry, OoC, Papyrus PoV.
Warning(s): Hints of Major Character Death. Fontcest. Incest. Bittersweet Ending.