Frisk's POV

It was a weird feeling to wake up and see real light, and grass flooding my vision from the window. Sparing a glance at G made my heart flutter, as it always had around him. He stopped my heart, even in his sleep. He was an angel.

I stood just then, stretching. It would be a very long day, and we knew that. I, for one, knew that there would be a lot of greetings, and thanking, and questions, and... it was like we were going to be the focus.... Big words spread fast in a tiny village and we were probably going to be bigger than the king and queen.... That being said, I was not gonna smell the way I probably had. So, I grabbed G's turtleneck.

Padding silently around the house, holding my arms to keep any warmth I had left from the morning was quite the experience actually. It was mid-fall, and It was very satisfying, to let out a breath and watch as it flooded from me, dissipating into something that was invisible to the naked eye.

Keeping an eye out for the bathroom, I took in my surroundings for the first time, as G's intentions -As well as my own, gotta admit I kind of wanted it- Had me distracted with other matters. It was quite beautiful too. Walking down the hall, the walls were painted a warm red, with a welcoming green boarder at the bottom, connected to a fluffy gray rug, that lead to the main room, the living room. The rug had cut off in the arch way. The floor in the living room, was a polished, cherry wood, that was very satisfying to the eye. At least it was for me.

Taking a new breath, I placed my bare feet down on the hardwood, a shiver jumping up my spine from the chill, and I pulled my arms closer. It was a warm colored contrast, like the hall, and the gray couches had matched the fluffy gray carpet in the hall. In the center of the couches was a glass coffee table, and along the wall by the hall, was a fire place. Along the wall opposite to that, was the front door, two, large bay windows on either side.

There was a beautiful kitchen to the left of me but... the bathroom was to the right. I would have a chance to look at the kitchen after the shower. Perhaps if G was still asleep I could cook him breakfast like I always had for him and his brother in the underground?

A small smile appeared on my face as I made my way over. The thought of the warm water hitting my upper back and trickling down satisfied me. I couldn't wait to feel it. The bathroom was taunting me the second I had entered. It was big, and beautiful. So much so, that my jaw went a bit slack.

To the left of me, was a large bath, in the shape of a sea shell. It was a sea shell pink marble, and the faucet was gold, along with the handles.... And from the looks of it, it had water jets.... Oh hell yeah, mama was gonna fuck with that later... In the back, however, was just what I was looking for. A shower. The entire bathroom, had about the same color scheme as the bath tub, and along the right wall, was a large marble counter with two sinks and a giant mirror for the back wall. In the back corner, to the left of the door, was of course, the toilet.... It kind of had that 'royal, fancy' look to it, like the rest of the house did.... But pushing it aside, I set G's folded turtleneck down and turned on the shower.

When I had stepped in, I let out a small, satisfied moan. It was so fricken warm. Water had been quite a foreign feeling for awhile... at least warm water was... a few months before we were forced to leave the underground, the brothers' shower had broke, and I was forced to to my bathing in waterfall.

I shut my eyes and folded my hands behind my neck, resting them there and just allowing the water to trickle down. It was such a relaxing feeling... So when a pair of skeletal hands grabbed my waist, you can imagine how much I freaked out. I had let out a gasp and jumped out of my skin. I heard G's low, raspy morning chuckle and had relaxed a little, spinning on my heal to hit the naked man behind me.

"You ass! You scared the shit out of me!" I said, hitting.

He laughed harder but slowly got tired of my hitting and grabbed my wrists. "Relax doll, ain't nobody but me gonna touch you under this roof.." He stated, kissing me.

I had relaxed into his kiss. His strong, passionate, protecting kiss... and had kissed back. It was like he was able to slow time with every kiss. I hadn't even realized I was blushing until my face felt almost too hot to touch. I wrapped my arms around him and smiled softly, eyes relaxed and fondly staring into his while the water hit my back.

"Good morning my love.... " I spoke, love dazed.

"G'morning dollface... sleep well?" He asked smoothly, running a gentle hand through my hair, the water soaking it. I hummed in pleasure at the feel.

"Yeah.... Wonderfully with you by my side.." I replied, with a small smile. "You?

"I slept great. For the same reasons I'm sure." He said, with a smirk and a playful wink. God I loved that childish twinkle in his eye...

"Good, I'm glad to hear... May I ask why you decided to invade my shower?" I giggled.

"Heh, what? Can't a guy get a shower with his girl?"

"Pff... well yes, but I know you G and you don't ever want 'just a shower'." I teased.

He snickered, stepping closer and shrugged lazily. "People change doll face... "

"Hah" I started, placing my hands on my bare hips. "Yeah, but you don't"

He laughed, lifting me up and wrapping my legs around his waist, holding me to the wall for leverage. I called it... "Yeah I guess your right..." Was all he said, kissing my neck.

I giggled and moved my head to the side, placing hands on his shoulders. "I'm always right.."

He bit down on my neck, making me gasp. It was his silent way of telling me to stop talking and I gave out a small chuckle every time. I loved it when he did that.. Come to think of it, I loved it when he did anything. I loved him. 

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Alright here you are. 

Chapter two

Sorry it's on Sunday rather than Saturday

Couldn't be fucked to do it yesterday, i was tired xD

that, and I had a bit of writers block

BUT it's here now so :/

Anyways, enjoy