Happy Ending (Pacifist Sequel to Bitter Determination)

Chapter Two; First Morning Home

A fair warning right here. I will make a warning for actual smut, but I will not waste my time making warning for literal description. If it bothers you, just skim those parts//

Asgore had managed to get on good terms with the humans in the time Toriel, Frisk, and Chara were on the mountain.

Frisk held the other fallen human's items in his pockets. He had a promise.

Toriel didn't give details, but said that they had found a place to stay.
That was what was important.

Toriel led Frisk down to the temporary home they'd be staying in. It wasn't exactly temporary, as they would end up staying there.
The home was simple. One story, two bedrooms, kitchen, dining room, living room, two bathrooms.
A standard house, and considering they purchased it in mere hours, they were grateful, especially because it was mostly furnished. However, they'd move over things from their homes in the underground anyways.

With Chara's arrival, Toriel and Asgore went back on good terms, and had time to discuss things reasonably.
A lot happened in one night.

But none of it was with Chara's awareness, as when she woke up the next day,she was in an unfamiliar room, tucked in, with Frisk laying with his back to the wall, asleep. She couldn't help but wondered what happened.

Chara felt better than the day before, and got out of the bed.

The clothes were tight, suffocating, especially around the chest and waist.
It was a tight sweater vest, and though it was a bit personal, it made her really regret the fact she didn't wear bras as a child.
But she did wear undershirts!
Chara took off the tight dress shirt, wearing a black undershirt underneath it.

She tied her hair up, and yawned, before walking over to Frisk clumsily.
'Weight' was a concept she didn't get yet.

Chara knelt down, and gave Frisk a small kiss on the cheek, before sitting besides him.
He was a fairly light sleeper, so he stirred a bit, before blinking awake, and looking to the girl besides him,

It didn't occur to him until now,
Being buried for a few years had its toll on her body.

The bandages on her arms were old and half rotted away,
the scars on her wrists were lined in dirt, as well as under her fingernails, her hair, her face, her knees.

Frisk didn't mind, but he could only guess Chara must be dying to get a shower.

"Are you awake?" He asked, since Chara had shut her eyes.

Chara nodded, "yes. Yes I'm awake." She said.

Frisk smiled,
"How are you feeling?" He asked kindly.

"Better than yesterday." Chara said,
"My throat hurts, but that's about it. The rest is just.. confusing." Chara waved it off.
"Where are we?" Chara asked.

"Home." Frisk replied, looking around.

Chara glanced to Frisk.
"Why were you sleeping on the floor?" She asked with humor,
"There was plenty of room on the bed." Chara added.

"Yeah, but you needed rest, and I didn't need it as much." Frisk shrugged.

Half way through the conversation, Toriel knocked on the door.

Frisk looked up,
"Come in!" Frisk called, and Toriel opened the door.

"Oh, you both are up! That's great news. How are you both feeling?" Toriel asked with a smile,