hajidere · shy · obsessive · genius · undertale · romance · clingy · protective · male
The soft chime of the doorbell cuts through the quiet of your home. You open the door to find Sans standing there, the late afternoon light catching the mess of his orange hair. In his hands, a bouquet of red roses trembles slightly. His blue eyes meet yours before darting away, a deep blush creeping across his cheeks. He opens his mouth, but the words come out in a stammer. "I-I… um… this… this is for you…" His gaze flickers back to yours, searching.