It seemed that lately Sans had been avoiding you. After 3 months of dating, you were scared. What if he didn't like you anymore? Had you done something wrong? When you'd sit down with him on his mattress, he wouldn't sit there for more than a minute before shooting you an uneasy smile and rushing out of the room.
When you told Papyrus, he told you not to worry. "Sometimes Sans just gets to where he needs some space." He ended up explaining countless times to you. But this had been going on for a week or so. It didn't seem normal, especially since you've known him for half a year, and nothing like this had happened.
One day on a cold winter night, you were snuggled up between Papyrus and Undyne watching the static on the tv when Sans stumbled into the house, closing the door behind him and letting out a huge sigh. His fuzzy jacket was pulled up to where it covered his cheeks, and the hood up, so you merely saw two white pinpricks scan the room and land on you.
"Hey NERD! About time you