Stairs or Elevator?

                                    

                                          


                          
"where are your boxes at, kiddo?" 
                          
"You're a dork," you teased the skeleton, lightly poking his cheek, "I'm only going to be there for a few weeks. I'll need a bag at most... You guys have a washing machine, right?"
                          
Sans rolled his eyes, "'course we do. it's not like we're the living dead." 
                          
You coughed, trying not to laugh, as Sans shot you a shit eating grin.
                          
Both of you sat on your bed, stretching you tired limbs out from the day before. Sans had woken up before you and, the minute you opened your eyes, he thrusted pain pills and a glass of coffee in your face. You accepted it graciously, as your arm hurt tremendously. 
                          
He checked the bandages carefully as you sipped on your coffee, just the way Papyrus makes it. Did Sans actually teach him how to sweeten it?
                          
"it's not bleeding," Sans commented after a moment, "does your arm hurt?"
You shook your head, "No, it's aches a bit though... But I looked it up online last night. If it doesn't get infected, it should be okay if I take off the bandages completely in a month or two. It said I should change them every two days or so."
                          
Sans nodded, "you've got me and paps to do it if you want us too."
                          
"I think I'll be okay," you shyly said, feeling your face flush.
                          
You remembered what you had said to Sans only a week before. (Was it only a week ago? It felt like an entire year...) You still agreed with what you said, you did need help with yourself and you couldn't really do it alone. But you still felt awful about it, especially with Sans's reaction. It was obvious that he felt rejected by it, and you kept giving him all these mixed signs. 
                          
"Sans, I-"
                          
He looked up at you and smiled, "yeah, ____?"
                          
You sighed, "I'm sorry that... I can't..."
                          
He frowned, "stop right there. it's fine, bookworm. i get it and i don't want to force you to be more intimate with me, or even be in a relationship with me. we talked about this, yeah? stop worrying."
                          
"Bookworm?"
                          
You both laughed.
                          
"Is Papyrus okay with me living with you guys?" You said after a moment, "I'd hate to be a bother."
                          
Sans rolled his eyes, chuckling, "don't worry about it."
                          
Suddenly, you heard a loud knocking at your door. You jumped in surprise, clutching your heart. Sans smirked at you.
                          
"speak of the skeleton," Sans simply said, getting up and walked out of your room.
                          
You got up and followed alongside him, watching him open up the door. A tall skeleton stood in your doorway. He smiled happily, giddily, and waved at you excitedly. Sans moved slightly so Papyrus could walk in, and suddenly you had strong arms embracing you. Squeezing you, almost.
                          
You winced at the pressure on your arm, but hugged Papyrus back warmly. He smelt of spaghetti and coffee. It was strange, but it was the Papyrus you've grown to care for.
                          
He let go a few seconds after hearing your pained sound.
                          
"HUMAN? I DID NOT HURT YOU, DID I?" Papyrus asked worriedly, and you shook your head in response, "AH, THAT IS GREAT NEWS TO HEAR! WELL, NOT NEARLY AS GREAT AS I BUT THAT IS BESIDES THE POINT!"
                          
You couldn't seem to suppress the smile growing steadily on your face. Oh god, you'd forgotten how nice it was to be around him.
                          
"MY BROTHER," Papyrus pointed at Sans, who was closing the door, for emphasis, "TOLD ME WHAT HAD HAPPENED TO OUR DEAR COFFEE HUMAN! WE TALKED ABOUT YOU FOR HOURS YESTERDAY AND WE FINALLY CAME TO CONCLUSION THAT YOU ARE GOING TO LIVE WITH US FOR A WHILE! IS THAT OKAY?"