(A Fresh X Reader Onshot. Requested by @Unamzi! Hope this is what you wanted!)

"Twin!"

"Fresh!"

You run up on your favorite skeleton, catching his hand as he lets the momentum spin you both around in a circle. Then you proceed to do your secret handshake, giggling lunatically, the smile on the skeleton's face big as ever.

"Wassup Twin? Thought you said you'd be late?" He bumps you with his hip and you chuckle, starting down the sparsely filled streets of a usually crowded city. Nothing like a night out with a bestie... or maybe more than a bestie. Your face heats thinking about it, and you miss a beat before answering.

"Well... I could never be late coming to meet you." You say, a wry smile sliding across your lips as the skeleton's shades shift from 'YEAH' to 'WOAH'. You play it off with a giggle, turning your gaze away. Gosh. You should count yourself luck for such an expressive and innocent friend...

"Really? Thanks Bro!" He beams brightly, clapping your back before his bony hand slips down your arm, and his fingers intertwine with yours. "But let's get to the place! I need to talk to you." He breaks into a sprint, and you can't help but laugh, a bubbly excitement, mixed with that giddy nervousness coming up and out your mouth. Though, you focus on the exciting part. This is pure bliss.

You guys run along for a bit and you're out of breath by the time you reach the giant building marked 'GRILLBY'S', keeled over to fill your lungs. Fresh however, is chipper as ever, bouncing from foot to foot as he waits for you to catch your breath.

"C'mon Twin!" He urges, eager and excited as he ushers you in the moment you're standing straight. "It's like, REALLY legit!" He moves you to one of the bar seats up front, and you climb into the precariously , and he settles next to you, grinning.

The rainbow fire monster (MY DESIGN) who runs the place seems to already know what's going on, dropping the task of cup cleaning to go ahead and get the two of you some drinks. You get your usual, water, and Fresh, his drink of choice... the drink you've yet to steal and taste for yourself...

"So..." You barely register when he's speaking to you, his tone uncharacteristically low. His shades now quietly display four periods. "How are ya?"

"Oh, I'm great!" You chirp, not really catching onto the sudden shift in demeanor, opting for a tease. "Real great now that you're here." You grin cheekily.

He laughs a bit, shades now saying 'GOOD.' "Ya like the water?" He nudges your cup before he swings whatever's in his. As he drinks, his meekness seems to dissolve.

"Sure." You reply, taking the little lemon off the edge of the cup as you sip some of the ice-cold beverage. "What about yours?" You gesture to his odd drink. What is it anyways?

"Mine's great." He takes the rest in a few gulps before he raises a browbone at you, prompting you to copy the motion. "Want anything?"

"Not really." You reply, scratching the back of your head a little. Yeah, you had a snack or two before you showed up. "I'm just excited to get into whatever you have planned—speaking of all that... what did you have to tell me?" You cock your head to the side.

For the first time in a bit, that purple hue you're not so used to seeing blooms on his cheekbones. Shades temporarily flickering blank as he sputters on the last gulp of his drink, some of it seeping out from his teeth.

You can't help but burst into a fit of giggles.

"Is-Is it really that serious?" You ask, though the butterflies tickle your stomach as you try not to misinterpret this small scene. "What's on your mind...?" You're still grinning, but nervousness starts to pile up as you meet those shades, random symbols key smashed across them.

"Well..." He takes a deep breath before he looks up, grinning wildly as his shades read 'OK!!' "Turns out, Broski, I--"

He's cut off by the tray that slides in front of him, a certain rainbow fire monster looking down at the two of you as he holds out his hand. Fresh's shades turn to four exclamation marks as he registers the interruption.

"Tab!" He says, grinning deviously as the fire monster crosses his arms and walks away. You giggle. He probably has enough on his tab to pay all your bills for months. Does he ever clear it? Doesn't Grillby charge interest?

"Alright... like I was saying..." Fresh opts to wait to eat, turning to you with a calmer grin, the faintest of purples hues on his face. "Buddy, Pal, Broski, Bestie, Twin, Kid, Amigo, Comrade--"

"Fresh." He's stalling. You call him out.

"Right!" He says, straightening. "Twin! I've been waiting to say this for a long time!" He puts a hand over where his heart should face dramatically scrunching with mock agony. "B-But... I feared my feelings weren't legit!" He poses, one hand clutching his chest, the other clawing at the air. "But now..."

He recollects himself, leaning in and looking you right in the eye. "I know I love you." He grins, even though he's practically glowing purple. "Question is...do you...?"

"I-I do!" You sputter, to the brim with giddy glee as you scoop him into your arms, pulling him right off his stool and cradling the skeleton against you. "I love you too Fresh!" It feels weird finally saying it, but you figure it's appropriate, it's finally appropriate.

"Woohoo!" His shades read just that as he throws his arms around you too, and you guys hug before he pulls back, tentatively pecking your cheek before he settles back down. "You uh, know what they say about friends..." He smiles giggling.

"They do make the best couples." You peck him back, face alight with a happy heat.

Nothing like a night out with a bestie... and now definitely more. 

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Aksoejdirm My brain kind of just worked itself for this one lol. Drafted and finished right in first period! I hope it's not too mushy! Was wondering if it should be like friends or like lovers but you did say 'X Reader' so I went in between! 

Thanks for reading! Hope you enjoyed!

- De Moogus 

(Also sorry if the ending's a bit rushed— p.s, requests're still wide open!)