One out of three one-shots for _Lesbo_Simp_; let me know which one you want me to do next in your comment in the first chapter.
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"If you're so tired of me then I guess I should just leave!"
"Wow, finally that got through your thick skull, congratulations!"
The next thing Geno heard was a loud bang of the door being closed with unproportional force. He flopped down not really caring that he fell onto the floor, buried his face into the soft carpet and let out a long growl of frustration. It was so easy to understand, so why couldn't Reaper?
Truthfully he was glad that he had left, most probably to his original Au. Geno needed a good, relaxing break from his current problem.
He laid down for quite a long while replaying the argument in his head and rolling his eyes, even though no one could see it. Certainly not the one who they were aimed at.
Geno hoped that time would sooth his anger, but after several minutes he realized that the opposite was happening. He needed someone to vent to and that someone definitely wasn't going to be Reaper.
He got up, still grumpy, and looked around trying to localize his phone. He went to his room and searched there, but failed to achieve his goal. While wondering where else it could be, a certain thought crossed his mind which made him furrow his brows.
"Reaper."
Gathering his energy he quickly teleported to his housemate's room and surely enough found his phone there. He quickly snatched it and grumbled curses under his breath. As soon as he was done, he exited the room and opened his phone typing a few words in a text.
Geno went back down, hoping that he wouldn't have to wait for long. He really needed to cool down. And soon enough a familiar "fresh poof" was heard, with Fresh appering from the colorful burst of magic.
"Yo my broski, whassup?"
Geno smiled fondly at the quick arrival. At least he could count on his friend. They had been really good friends even before Geno met Reaper. Fresh with his magic was able to teleport to even such secluded place as Aftertale's save screen, but not take the resident monster away with him. This situation understandably brought them closer, even with their clashing personalities. After all, it's not hard to get used to someone when they're the only person visiting you in an empty space, with no visible time passage.
"I saw your text and decided to up 'n'-, woah." Fresh's explanation was cut short as Geno took his hand and led him to the couch, prompting him to sit down. Almost stunned, Fresh sat down and sensing the seriousness limited his lingo.
"What's goin' on G? You seem upset."
"I am." Geno simply growled, startling the other. "Sorry... It's not because of you."
Fresh sighed with relief. "Is it Reaps? I noticed he's not here." He guessed.
"Yeah."
An awkward silence followed, or at least it appeared awkward to Fresh. He has never encountered his friend in such an angered state, but since he got out of his way to text him, then surely he needed him for something.
"Do you... wanna talk about this?"
Geno took a few breaths and nodded. He then said all about how Reaper wouldn't leave him alone, always wanted to know where he was and sometimes even took his things. The irritation at this behavior has had its peak today and ended in an argument between the two.
"He says that he's just doing it for my own good, but I'm a full grown monster for Asgore's sake! It's not like I'm going to land in the save screen again, and even if I do, we now know that he has a way of getting me out of there."
Fresh stayed mostly quiet during his friend's speech, simply nodding from time to time. He wasn't glad that the other was upset, but at least it seemed to confirm one thing; that Geno wasn't in love with Reaper. He just seemed too easily irritated with him. It always... bothered Fresh, so he felt a small relief overtaking him.
Once Geno stopped talking he looked at Fresh, with a more collected gaze. Fresh just gave him an understanding smile and put his own head on his shoulder.
"I see, that totes seems like a problem."
Geno simply nodded and wrapped his arm around Fresh, surprising him. He wasn't complaining though.
"Do you want some advice, or...? Where is Reaper now anyways?" Fresh asked.
"In Reapertale most probably. And no, I just needed to talk to someone I guess. Heh, thanks for listening." Fresh was surprised to feel Geno full-blown hugging him in gratefulness, but gladly hugged back.
"No prob."
They stayed like that for a while, until eventually letting go, which promoted Fresh to ask, "Can I, your radical brotatochip, do anything else to help?"
"You know what?" Geno started. "I just want to do something mindless and lazy."
"...A movie then?"
"Yeah."
Geno then got up, assuring Fresh that he would take care of it, and began to set up the tv. He wanted to watch something angsty, but fresh argued that a sad movie was the last thing he needed. Eventually he gave up and they both decided on some lighthearted comedy. Finally the film started, but instead of sitting down, the Aftertale's Sans directed his steps upstairs.
"Where ya going?" Fresh asked him, rising his brow.
"Just grabbing one thing."
He did as he said and in a matter of seconds he was back with a long blanket. He sat down with the folded material and fiddled with it for a while in thought. Fresh, who was mostly focused on the screen, found himself startled when a soft fabric was wrapped around him. He tilted his head to see Geno, wrapped as well and giving him a soft smile. Fresh blushed a bit as a response and answered with a grin on his own.
They continued to watch in silence for several more minutes, which was occasionally interrupted by a laugh or a snicker.
"...Hey Fresh?" The monster in question felt his shoulder being tapped, during one of the uneventful scenes.
"Yeah?"
"Do you think that we could cuddle for a bit?"
Fresh felt a giant smile forming on his skull, accompanied by the silent gasp. He wasn't expecting the offer, but he certainly wasn't going to turn it down.
"Sure! If ya- woah!" before he could even finish his sentence, a pair if arms unceremoniously wrapped around him and brought him down with him. Geno of course landed on his back, Fresh on the other hand laid on his side, between the headrest and Geno himself. His arms landed awkwardly all over the other and so he quickly fixed their position, wrapping them around Geno's chest. He glanced up making sure that it was okay, and thankfully the house owner didn't seem to mind. Once his soul calmed down he let himself get engrossed in the movie.
Finally, after almost one and a half hour the movie ended and the screen went black. For a while neither of the skeletons spoke, but this time it wasn't an awkward silence.
"Feelin' calmer now?" Fresh finally spoke up, making Geno lazily tilt his head.
"Yeah. Yeah i do." Geno smiled, as if he has only now realized the fact. "Thanks Fresh."
"It seems like my job here is done!" The colorful skeleton exclaimed, getting up. "I guess i should be going now... So are going to chit-chat with Reaper?"
"I am." Geno nodded. "I just hope that he will understand, maybe we were both just feeling particularly hot-headed today or something." He shrugged.
"Well I mean, if not, then you can always up and take a place in mah crib."
"Really?"
"Yeah." Fresh assured, fixing his glasses. "There's always place for such rad skeleton at Fresh's."
Geno's expression brightened. "Great! I mean, sounds good. Thank you."
"No prob." Fresh said before tipping his cap. "See ya on the flip side." He bid his goodbye as he summoned his skateboard and teleported via his fresh poof.
"See ya."
Geno found himself waving even after the other was gone.