Frisk's POV

It was so nice. Perhaps I didn't want a birthday because it was never truly as good as this one. Did the brothers have birthdays? Oh they had to have birthdays... Everything has a birthday if you think about it. So when were theirs? I had to do a party for them too. It wouldn't be fair if they could make mine so special and then do nothing for theirs.

Papyrus had returned shortly after we had finished our dance. He had made spaghetti for us and I had remembered the little white lie that I had told back when G had first brought me in and I smiled, giggling at him. He glanced over and gave a small smile. He knew what I was on about. I was glad that we were in a better place now.

When it had reached Papy's curfew, he bid his dues and left for home, leaving G and I to the drinks and music. I was already drunk but G had taken the liberty of pretending to be the bartender and we had the game going that with each shot that I'd downed without a problem, he'd hand me one that was worse.

In between shots I took a break, and he did too. He was downing them with me. Mainly because I had refused to do it alone. His pinpricks had dilated a while ago and the yellow tint on his cheeks had suggested that he was already spinning a bit. He certainly didn't show it in any other ways

He pulled himself onto the counter for a seat. "God I'm glad Grilby put these in order from weakest to strongest... " He said a bit quiet.

I chuckled. "Because you couldn't handle alphabetical order right?"

He snorted. "Nah... don't have the guts"

I laughed and gently pushed his arm. "Dumbass"

He gave an honest small smile and just watched me. We sat there in silence. I was thinking about what was next. Did we just go back to the cycle we were in? Maybe I could find Flowey and talk to him. My thoughts came to an abrupt stop though, when G placed his hand on my cheek. I glanced up into his loving eyes.

"Frisk you're so beautiful... " He whispered just loud enough for me to hear.

I smiled and leaned into it. "You're blind..."

He threw his legs over the counter and jumped off, standing beside me. He cupped my cheeks, looking a bit upset. "Don't tell me that bullshit.. Stop doing that.."

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Stop what? What I do?"

He sighed. "Putting yourself down.. You think I don't notice those little comments you make? I hate letting them slide... You are beautiful.. You are smart, you are worth it.." He said, placing a kiss to my forehead between each statement.

I stayed quiet, my heart too swelled. So instead he continued. "If you weren't So beautiful, and witty, and stubborn, and smart, and determined like you are I..... I wouldn't love you like I do.." He stated. My heart stopped and my eyes widened, blush darkening. "Wh... What?" I asked, my voice cracking.

He blushed and his grip loosened. He allowed his eyes to avoid mine as he repeated himself. "I-I said I love you..." He said more clearly, the yellow tint on his cheeks spreading across his face and darkening majorly. I stood, turning his attention back to me.

"S-say it again.." I pleaded eyes teary. He glanced over at the sound of my voice. He smiled softly and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"I love you, Frisk." He whispered. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. He kissed back.

At first it was innocent but he laced his fingers into my hair, positioning my head to deepen the kiss. I was in no state to deny his action either. He loved me... He truly... loved me...My heart jumped into my throat and blush spread further across my cheeks as a sudden confidence welled up inside me.

I slowly drag my nails up the back of his neck and pressed my hand on the back of his head, pulling him closer and licking the front of his teeth. He let out a deep, animalistic growl from within his chest and suddenly I was on the counter. He stepped between my legs and slipped his tongue into my, mouth..... Wait... He had a tongue?!? What... H-how... He knew how to use it....

His hands roamed my upper body and his lips moved from mine, down my jaw, and my neck. I let out a gasp when his sharp canines nipped at my skin. I'd forced myself to bite my tongue so it didn't turn from a gasp to a moan. He seemed to notice this because he let out a deep chuckle and I could feel him smirk. He stopped and rested his head on my shoulder. We were both panting and I had only just noticed his grip on the counter. I smiled and chuckled softly, resting my head on his. "I love you too.... "

And just like that, his lips were back on mine... 

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Tada!!!!! 

Whaddya think?

Is it getting heated or what? 

I put in the warnings, before I ever started writing, that this would have smut

Just in case nobody reads this, I will put a warning in the chapter. 

Happy birthday Frisk am I right? *insert lenny face here* 

lol