(IF YOURE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH BEING PREGNANT WITH A SKELE/HUMAN BABY, DONT READ THIS! This wasn’t a request, this is just me warming up.)
OH. MY. STARS.
You squealed in delight. You looked at the pregnancy test Alphys had given you, it was positive. You heard the front door open and shut. You knew it was Sans. You two had been married for 2 years now. You put the test in your pocket and rushed out of the bathroom, almost stumbling.
“SANS!!” You shouted, running toward him and throwing your arms around him. He laughed, picking you up and twirling you.
“How’s my sunshine doing?!” Sans asked, his permanent smile growing wider. You smiled softly. You remembered when you first met him, he looked so sad, the pinpricks in his eye sockets dull, bags under his eye sockets, his shoulders slumped, fake smile, short.. He was pretty tall now, stood up straight and proud, a true smile, the bags were gone and the pinpricks shined brighter than ever.
“Sweetie?” you heard Sans ask as you snapped out of your thoughts. You felt tears form at your eyes and you kissed him, letting the tears fall. You felt him kiss back to the best of his ability. You broke the kiss and put your head on your shoulder.
“Remember when we first started dating?” you asked. Sans chuckled and sat on the couch, keeping you on his lap.
“Yup. You actually asked me.” Sans replied. “You got me out of that depression too..” You kissed his cheekbone and brushed your hand against the pregnancy test in your pocket.
“When you proposed to me?” You asked, closing your eyes.
“I planned that for MONTHS!” Sans exclaimed, rubbing your cheek. “But it was so worth it.” you opened your eyes. You met Sans’s glance. Your eyes locked with his pinpricks.
“Remember our talk?” you questioned softly. Sans’s eye sockets widen. You saw tears form. You pulled the pregnancy test out your pocket. Sans looked at it, and sniffled.
“No way..” he muttered. You felt him touch your stomach. He started to rub it slowly. “We.. I…”
“You’re a father..” You whispered, kissing Sans. You felt your tears fall with his. He broke the kiss and you put your forehead against his skull, your fingers intertwining with his fingers.
“You’re a mother..” Sans cooed, finally breaking down. You held him close and hugged him. You heard his whisper “I love you” over and over. You giggled and stroked the back of his skull.