Papyrus had frozen in place, shocked that you would ask such a thing. "I-I- OF COURSE I'LL FATHER HIM!" He looked away with a red tint to his cheekbones. "I... I WANT TO BE THERE FOR YOU BOTH, ALWAYS.." Your soul sped up as he said that, blood rushing to your cheeks. "C-cool.." You muttered, slowly reaching out to take his hand. He glanced back at you. "We're alone here... you don't have to hide it from me.." Papyrus gulped as he wrapped his hand around yours, giving it a gentle squeeze. He then leaned in and kissed you. It was filled with passion as he pulled you into his lap. It was a little weird, the thought of dating a Skeleton, but it seemed to be happening now. You jolted and pulled away, bewildered when something brushed across your lower lip. Papyrus looked equally startled, and dazed, as you stared at each other. "What- what just.." Papyrus looked confused. "WE KISSED."
"I know that, but what brushed against my lip?" Undersanding and slight embarrassment lit in his gaze. "AH, MY TONGUE... I WAS ABOUT TO.." You blinked. "You have a tongue?!" To that, Papyrus stuck it out.

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Might've been more kissing involved after that. Might not have. Eventually you decided that you and Papyrus should probably start thinking of names for the kid. "Pap.." He hummed, leaning in to start another makeout session, but you pulled away. "Baby names? For our baby boy?" He stopped immediately, cheekbones flaring up at the 'our' bit. "Wow, you blush a lot." You teased. He grunted and allowed for you to scooch off his lap. "Sh-shut up, I'm just not used to showing affection... or being showed affection." He grumbled quietly. You lifted a brow, looking amused. "Well you sure don't kiss that way. Damn." Papyrus cleared his nonexistent throat. "I've had... experience. Just as you have." Oh. Well you should have figured you weren't his first. "You're just the first that I've actually dated." You looked at him with mild surprise. "Oh?" Papyrus shrugged. "It gets boring down here and they need money." He was looking more and more uncomfortable about the conversation topic by the second. You figured you really didn't need to press on his love life anyway, not that there was ever really love involved with using sex workers.

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"Are fonts all you know?" You asked as you looked at the list of baby names Papyrus had compiled. Every single one of them was some font or another that you recognized though. "Well... Skeletons are named after fonts, so yes. That's all I know as far as naming goes.." He grumbled. You shot him a reassuring smile. "Well maybe we could make one of these work. Though if you'd like to take a look at my list for inspiration, be my guest. Papyrus was quick to nab the list you made. "Logan, Connor, Samuel, Nathaniel, Elijah, Nicholas, Jared, Tyler, Damien, Riley, Daniel, Jonathan..." Papyrus rattled off your list as you skimmed through his. Some of them were a bit much, but there were a few that you liked and thought you could make something out of it. "Anton, Roman, Marck, Garramond, Barlow, Abel, Frank, Patrick, Sora, Marcellus, Aleo, Sen..." Honestly, looking at them made you realize just how many fonts there were in the world. You didn't even know that half of these were even fonts, and if they didn't have the type of font they were written down next to them, you probably would've never known.

What would you name the baby?