Save Point (Sans x Reader)

Chapter Thirty-Eight, Part One

"Your yes means nothing if you can't say no." – Meshell Ndegeocello

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News about the achievement had inevitably spread within the past few hours. 

The next day, you wake up to a newspaper tucked under the door of your hotel room, the blaring headline making you stare blankly for a good five minutes without moving. ‘(Y/N) (L/N), former police officer of (hometown), confronts mayor and gains the freedom of a monster they claim to be their partner’. ‘The town mayor mentions (L/N) was hostile in their approach, though he still pushed forward with his decision, claiming he would never be as biased as (L/N) had been with him on both meetings’ is written right under the title in smaller lettering.

Anxious, you search for page number sixteen, where a full article of yesterday’s happenings is displayed. You can’t bring yourself to read beyond the first three paragraphs, the amount of backlash hidden in flowery language making the paper shake in your hands. Not only was it directed against you for more than half of the article -- that being as far as you could read -- but your face was all over those few pages, some of them using the technique of editing to distort your image. Stunned, your thoughts drift back to how cold and bound you had been with your last response and how the tension had only grown worse between you and the mayor. Your mind starts to form ‘what-ifs’, a needle of guilt piercing your consciousness when you remember how you lost your composure the second the mayor mentioned your ex’s name.

You set the newspaper down on the kitchen counter when you hear Faust exit the bathroom. With the premises being large enough for three people, it doesn’t take you further than a few steps until you reach his bedroom and come across him already dressed up for school, towel and toiletries placed aside as he moves on to brushing his hair. You check the hour on your phone, having lost track of time when reading the paper, and calm down after you realize there’s still time.

“Can I really go with my friend today?” Faust asks, incredulity in his question. He stops fixing his hair and sits on the edge of his bed while you stand by the dresser and lean against it, facing towards his side. “I thought you wanted to meet up with Sans!”

“He’ll be busy working,” you reply, a smile creeping on your face. “And I have to go to work today if I don’t wanna get fired, so I can’t really stay too long either way.” You halt in that statement, humoured by the restlessness tracing his voice. “But I thought you liked taking the bus with your friends?” Your words come off in a sing-song manner, mind already possessing the knowledge as to how you could tick him off. 

Unamused by your words, Faust gives you a dull look and shakes his head. You laugh at that, though you cover it up when he crosses his arms and narrows his eyes at you. “You’ve only let me ride the bus that one time the car broke down, but now you’re cool with it all of a sudden! Did you guys break up, or are you just being a chicken?”

“Just go take that ride with your friend, alright? I should be there by lunchtime.”

“You’re ignoring my question!” he exclaims, standing up from the bed.

You don’t pay mind to his words and pretend to be busy going through his drawer, an act that makes him further annoyed by your dishonesty when it came to talking about your relationship with Sans. With what you had seen at the counselor’s office, you didn’t really feel like he was ready to welcome Sans in that way -- That was the one thing you agreed to when the monster was given a sentence of his own. Perhaps you could have that relationship kept private, but you didn’t want to force it upon Faust knowing he had broken down when talking about Jessie and what they did to you. He was still fighting with his feelings, uncertain whether he could see Jessie as his parent any longer, and even less if he could bring himself to forgive them.