(~Your POV~)

Blue opens the door and I squish him in a hug, "HeY!!! It's bEEn FoReVEr!!!" Blue laughs, hugging back with the same tight grip, "Only a week but I can see how you confused the time frames. It definitely feels longer, and we missed your visits too!"

Still excited about being able to visit, I ask him about everything that's happened, "How are you doing?! You haven't come to work in so long that we probably have so much to catch up on!"

Sans guides me into the house, then tells me, "All we really did was stay home all the time, but I'm sure you and my brother will find plenty suitable topics to talk about. Thank you for deciding to stay with him. I know my errands only last a day and he's not a child, but I still feel much better knowing that he won't be home alone." I smile in return, "You're welcome! It's really not a problem and we'll be sure to call if there's anything we need."

As I walk around the cleaned living room, I tease, "So where is your brother anyway? Don't tell me I already lost him." Papyrus chimes in, "Right here." Before I could turn around, Papyrus embraces me in a gentle hug from behind. "Oh, hi-" I laugh a little and accept the hug, "How are you feeling? Apparently, you're able to walk around."

'GOd- His hoodie is so warm!'

"I'm doing the best I can. Heh, I'm just glad to see ya." Papyrus lingers for a moment before nervously pulling away. I could feel him shaking but I wasn't sure if it was because of his sickness or something else. I turn to face him with a smile, hiding that I noticed just so that he could relax a little, "We building a pillow fort?"

Stretch is wearing an orange hoodie with his soft pajama pants. Looks so freaking comfortable, that I'm dying just looking at him. That's when I noticed something else. "Wha- PaP! You look better, like.. noT as pALe! You're actually a shade more skeleton color and not ghost color! Your eyes too! I never knew.. They were orange..." I had to bring it out. Since the first time I saw him, his eyes have changed from dull white to having just a faint tint of orange.

'That's so cool!!! Does it maybe have something to do with his soul?'

Stretch rubs the back of his neck and sheepishly looks away, mumbling, "Really..? And.. um.. T-Thank you? I didn't notice..." Suddenly, Blueberry steps in between us and interrupts, "PaPy! I'm leaving! Aren't you going to say goodbye or has Y/N already replaced me!?"

Honey turns to him, chuckling, "Oh heh, sorry. You already know that no one can replace you. You're the coolest, bro." The two share a quick goodbye hug. Blue's pupils shift to bright blue stars as he smiles, "Mweh heh heh! Thank you for noticing! Now, behave and make sure to call me if anything happens." "Be careful and get home safe." Stretch replied.

The two separate and Blue heads out the door. Once the door closed, both Papyrus and I went quiet. I nervously mess with my (h/l) hair, feeling a bit awkward for what I said earlier.

'Maybe he doesn't want to focus on how he looks all the time... He can't help being sick.. Dang it, I shouldn't of said anything.'

I hear the simulated sound of a camera shutter and quickly turned. Honey has his phone held up, meaning he most likely took a picture of me. Embarrassed, I ask him, "What was that for?"

He smirks, still keeping his camera pointed at me, "You never sent a picture of yourself that I could use as your contact picture. If you want a redo, I would love to have one with your face included. That would make me feel less like a stalker." I laugh at him, "You're just thinking that now?!"

As I was laughing and smiling at his goofball self, I heard him snap another picture. He has a wide smile and gives me a thumbs up, "This one's perfect~"

'WAiT-'

I rush over to him, my cheeks already turning redder by the second, "DELETE IT!" Papyrus refuses, holding the phone only inches out of my reach, "Y/N! You're beautiful! Why can't I have one photo of my friend?"

"B-B-BeCaUSe-" I can't even finish my sentence. Flustered beyond normal brain functions, I clam up and hide my blushing face behind my hands.

'BEAUTIFUL?!??'

That's the second time he's said that to me. I thought he was joking when he texted it to me last week!

"Sooo, what did you want to do? I know my brother said you had to watch me, but watching movies sound better." I feel one of his hands gently pat the top of my head before he sits down on the couch.

Having no other ideas at the moment, I decide to accept the invitation and sit down next to him. Papyrus takes a few deep breaths, keeping himself relaxed and comfortable, "Feel like watching anything specific?"

I pause for a while before answering awkwardly, "How about (movie name)?" It's a movie I really enjoy. Yet, I know people can have certain, sometimes annoying, opinions about it.

(Writer~San: Quick Random Question Time! What was the movie you chose? >w<)

The now intrigued skeleton arches an eyebrow, "Huh, haven't heard of that one." I accidentally let my inner fan out. I gasp and practically pounce on top of him, gripping his shoulders, "ARE YOU SERIOUS?!"

His pupils are small in surprise from my sudden change in attitude. Also, his cheeks glow a faint orange as he nervously smiles below me, "Do I wanna say yes?" "How could you NOT of seen it?! IT'S LIKE-.... REALLY GOOD!"

Stretch shrugs, clearing his throat and glancing to the side, "What else can I say? I don't leave my bed much.. Heh, you're the one on top so you can choose what ya want."

I started to wonder why he was acting so weird. Well, until my brain finally toned down enough to realize the very suspicious position I put both of us in. I shriek, throwing myself back and slamming into the other side of the couch. I scream in pure flustered mode, "OH GOD! PAp I'm SoRRy! I UHHHH-" I squeal again, grabbing a nearby pillow to hide myself with. With my voice slightly muffled, I continue, "I didn't rEaLiZE! I'm sO SO SORRY!"

"Y/N, it's okay. You were excited. We can watch that movie if ya really want to. Only rule is no spoilers." He seems so chill about the situation and I'm just about ready to yeet myself off a cliff. Sometimes I really don't understand why Papyrus is so mellow.

Without saying another word, I nod my head. I still think he'd enjoy it, and it may help shift his attention from what just happened. Hopefully, Honey would forget over time and we'll never have to speak of it again.

We watched the movie for a little while. Now one of my favorite parts is coming up. I get excited and scoot to the end of my seat, "Look Honey this is-" I turn to him but then suddenly stop myself. He fell asleep.

'There's really no point in watching it if he's not, huh?'

I sigh, grabbing the remote and quickly pausing the movie. We still have the whole day. I'm sure we can finish it later. I have no problems with that. In fact, I'm starting to feel a little tired myself. Using the armrest as a pillow, I curl up in the opposite corner of the couch. I let myself relax and close my eyes. All thoughts subsided and before long, I was sleeping too.

(~Time Skip~)

I could feel myself being pulled back to reality. Muffled movements around me and odd sounds disturbed the peace, making it harder to stay asleep. As my thoughts slowly came back, so did my reasoning.

'Something's wrong... OH HECK! PaPyRUs-'

I sit myself up in a flash, opening my eyes fully. On the other side of the couch, Stretch is curled on his side. His breathing only comes out as strained whines and wheezing gasps. Tears are falling down his face as he grabs tightly at his chest and throat. He can't breathe.

"Honey..! PAP!!" As I register what's happening, I throw myself off the couch. I scramble to get in front of him and sit him up, "Papyrus, calm down! Deep breaths!"

With Stretch continuing to frantically struggle and pull at his clothing, I put my hands on his cheeks and raise my voice to get his full attention, "I know it hurts. I know and I'm sorry, but I'm trying to help you..! Look at me, Honey! You nEEd to tAke deep breaths. Let it pass."

While I'm telling him this, Papyrus is still crying and shaking his head. He breathes out hoarse whines, "N-no.. nO.. I cAn't..!" He keeps repeating the same panicked words over and over.

I keep full eye contact with him, speaking softly but firmly, "YES YoU cAn. Breathe with ME." I wipe away his tears with my thumbs, leaning closer to him, "I know you can do this. I can call your brother, but he's not going to get here immediately. I need you to listen to me right now and try on your own."

"Deep breath in, hold it for eight seconds, and exhale for eight seconds. Watch." I do exactly as I said, then encourage him to go next. Papyrus ran out of breath quickly and couldn't hold it more than 3 seconds. Of course, he got upset because of it, panicking that I should call Blue. I'm not ready to give up on him though.

I urge him to do it again, "You're doing great. Come on, please try again. Three, Two, One." Thankfully, Honey was patient enough and tried again. I can tell he's just desperate to get comfort or relief from the fear and pain.

He took a deep breath and I slowly counted the seconds that went by. He got a few seconds farther before abruptly coughing, but it's progress! Papyrus isn't as panicked as before and at least he's BREATHING.

I spent the next few minutes only working on those breathing exercises and talking with him. Stretch needed constant reassurance that he was going to be okay and I did my best to encourage him. Even though he's still shaking and overwhelmed with emotions, Honey's temporary moments of pain subsided. Soon enough, he was able to breathe to a more normal extent again.

I sigh a breath of relief and back off to give him some space again, "Do you need me to call Sans? If there's some medicine I can give you-" Papyrus interrupts me, suddenly hugging me and pulling me back to him.

It surprised me for sure, but I can tell he really needs it. I hug back, "Thanks." Honey laughs through some tears, his grip growing tighter, "For what?! I couLdn'T do ANytHiNG..!"

"That's not true. I asked you to listen, and you did... It made my job a lot easier." I answer, rubbing his back in an attempt to comfort him. I get a bit embarrassed from him holding me for so long.

I feel so small compared to him. Surrounded by his warmth and feeling how soft his hoodie is, it's causing my heart to beat through my chest. Also, my brain is freaking out enough with trying to ignore the butterflies in my stomach. Why does almost everything about him make me internally freak out like this?!

My voice comes out in a hushed whisper as I mummer, "So.. Papyrus.. Thank you for trying.."