You opened your eyes, the light temporarily blinding you. You noticed G isn't there anymore, instantly remembering all that's happened last night. From the peaceful silence out in the night sky, to the awkward moment in the room you're in right now. Your eyes glowed the usual neon purple. You felt a truckload of feelings come rushing through you; anger, embarrassment, confusion, anxiety, and...

Okay, so you didn't know the last one. You didn't understand this one feeling that out strength the others, like your heart was beating unusually.

But let's ignore that for now. You stretched and yawned as your eyes calmed down. You stood up, looking at yourself in the mirror. You fixed your hair into a low ponytail. You opened the door, instantly smelling bacon.

Where the hell did they get bacon?

Shrugging it off, you went downstairs. You saw Frisk playing with a piano that you had just noticed. Well, that's weird. You smiled at him as you messed up his shaggy hair.

"Good morning, Y/N!" He smiled brightly.

"Morning, Frisk. What'cha playing?" You asked and sat beside him. You knew he was just pressing random keys, but it would be nice to know what he called his masterpiece.

His smile didn't disappear. "I call it "His theme"!" He said excitedly. You had a thing for music, most specially the piano. So you were already making a tune for his song. He pressed the black D# key, then A#. "Can you play it?"

"What?" You said. "But I don't know how to play it, Frisk."

"Nah...you can play anything!" Frisk exclaimed. You just laughed at the boy's response.

You cracked your knuckles and placed your fingers on the keys. "Alright." You smiled. You started playing with a slow tempo. You pressed some of the keys Frisk was playing earlier and pressed new ones. D#, A#, G#, G, C, then played those same notes over again in a melody. Frisk stared at your fingertips pressing the keys gracefully. He was clearly in awe.

"I knew you can play anything!" Frisk hugged you with a smile. You can't help but giggle at him. You can't tell if he's pretending to know that this is the real tune, or he's just playing with you.

"That was a nice melody." Asriel says, making you jump a bit. "I can tell you're a good musician." You blushed faintly at the praise. No one (except your family) has noticed your skills on the piano, so you can't help but react like that to the compliment.

"T-thanks."

Asriel smiled warmly. "No problem." With his answer, you smiled back. As you two sweetly smile at each other like complete idiots, Frisk was secretly shipping you so hard right now. In fact, he's already thinking of a ship name.

If only he knew what happened last night.

"Well, anyways, breakfast is ready." Asriel says, clapping. "G! Wake up and get your lazy ass down here!!"

Okay, so he didn't went hunting, but he stayed upstairs.

"Y/N, Y/N! Play something!" Frisk says excitedly. You looked down and stared at his sparkling golden eyes. You thought how precious this child is, too innocent for his own good.

You feel two soft paws(?) gently but tightly held your shoulders, sending unusual chills up your spine. "Let's eat first. Then we could enjoy her songs, Frisk." He chuckled. His touch was warm, his voice was soothing and more clear. No friend has gotten this close to you, though you only have a few. Even so, they wouldn't be this close to you because of your hostile attitude. So this made you uncomfortable and comfortable at the same time...?

It's not like he didn't do what G did last night.

Remembering that was a bad idea, cause your face turned slightly pink. Which Frisk had noticed.

"Let's eat, shall we, Y/N?" Asriel says as he slouched down and nears his face towards you. He wore the sweetest smile a guy could ever smile, and he topped off your dad's smile. Like Frisk's, his soft blue eyes sparkled with kindness and perseverance.

You didn't let these feelings get the best of you, so you simply smiled back. "Of course."

"Azzy?"

Asriel quickly took his paws off you to turn to the sleepy skeleton who was still midway on the stairs, which also made you turn to him. "Oh, morning, G." His face turned slightly red from his action towards you earlier, but he was good at hiding his feelings.

Both of you caught each other's gaze. You stare at each other's eyes for a few seconds, until G broke the line. Like nothing happened last night. You were bad at reading people's emotions, so you didn't notice the hint of jealousy in G's eyes.

"Stop it with the love sh¡t, it's gonna ruin my appetite." G rolled his eyes as he continued to make his way downstairs and slumped on one of the chairs in the dining.

You stood and helped Frisk get down, already have thought of a comeback. "Not like you have one. You're a skeleton." You raised both hands, Asriel and Frisk slapping it with their own.

"Hey, which side are you on, kid?" G asked the little human, who was wearing a goofy smile.

"I'm always on Y/N's side, Mr. G!" Frisk hugged you, making a high pitched, silly, small laugh escape your lips. You quickly slapped your mouth.

What the fvck just came out of your mouth?

It was a giggle. It was the first one in years. G gave you a smirk, making you blush in embarrassment. "Precious." He said deeply, making you redder.

"I have to agree with G. That was adorable! You should do it often." Asriel added, walking towards the dining. It finally made you crimson red.

I swear, I'll kill these two when I get the chance.

You feel Frisk pull you, eager to get his mouth stuffed with bacon. You ignored the two monsters and only focused on the human. You sat down as your face calmed down a bit. As all of you started eating, you all talked about the most random things. But as the conversation flowed, a question was formed in the back of your head...

Who is your heart really beating for?

The feast finished. Everyone fixed everything, except G. He was on the couch, smoking as usual. You took the dishes to the sink, attempting to wash it. But Asriel stopped you. "You're gonna play the piano, remember?"

"But—"

"Yeah, Y/N! I'll help Mr. Azzy." Frisk dragged you to the piano and made you sit. He gave you his signature wink and thumbs up, before running off to Asriel.

You placed your fingers on the keys, ready to play a song. The problem is...

What the hell are you gonna play?

Noticing your little error, G walked and sat beside you. "What's the problem here, Miss?" He teased. You rolled your eyes.

"Ha ha..." You said sarcastically. You instantly thought of a song, it was from a famous American pianist and also a singer, Nat King Cole. (Play it) You started playing the intro of "When I fall in love".

"Oh, so you know Nat King Cole?" He asked. You simply nodded as you tried to feel the grace and beautiful symphony of the piano.

G watched you intently. At your facial expression, your graceful and delicate (but badass) hands, but his favorite was your smile. He thought you never knew how relaxing and comforting your smile is. It wasn't a fake one, he suspected that act since the first time you met. Nor a cheery one either. It was a perfect one.

Yup. It's his Favorite, all right.

He could see how much you appreciated the piano's company, more than his. But that didn't bother him, for he's too focused on you. He could also see that you were in awe with the piano's majestic sound. But he thought...

It's you who made the sounds so majestic.

As you we're so deep with the instrument, you have forgotten the presence of your skeleton friend. You turned to him, but didn't stopped playing. He was staring at you with a blank expression, looking at you mysteriously. You weren't good at reading people's emotions, but you saw his expression softened. You stared into his eyes.

His blank eyes. Like something was missing.

But of course, you didn't knew that. All you know they're blank. They're empty.

You finally chuckled. "What?"

"You look prettier when you smile like that." He answers, his face still emotionless.

You can't help but blush. His answer was so straightforward, it made you fluster. You instantly stopped (you know the cue) and turned away.

"Hey, I'm just joking!" He laughs as he slaps your back.

You death stared him, like you were about to do something to him far worse than death. "You d¡ck." You barked as you tried to strangle him, but he held your arms and still is laughing.

But deep down, he knew it wasn't a joke. He was damn serious.

I HATE THIS HOUSE.

Everyone here keeps making you feel like this, and you hated it. At the same time, you liked it.

In the kitchen, the ex prince watched you as he washed the plates. He was feeling something foreign to him, but it wasn't as strong as his kindness.

But it will, soon enough.

Frisk saw the whole catastrophe, making him smile wide.

• • •

Music was your first love, it was there when you needed it. But could someone actually replace it? You didn't know, someone will.

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