Requested by murndable

You were over at Mettaton's, watching old reruns of his earlier episodes of his shows. "You were so dorky back then," you laughed. "Nonsense, I'm always fabulous, darling!" Mettaton replied.

We don't believe what's on TV

You shook your head. "Nah, back then you were an awkward box," you said, smirking at your best friend.

Because it's what we want to see

Mettaton scoffed. "That's what you think, (Y/N). But I know just how amazing I really am," he argued.

And what we want we know we can't believe

You shook your head and laughed, but you decided to leave it at that. You wouldn't know anything about showbusiness. "I think you should come up on stage with me some day," Mettaton says, turning to you. "I think you would be really good at acting." You shook your head. You'd tried acting before, but it always failed. You never told Mettaton it was because of him and his success... After all, we have all learned to kill our dreams.

This was a normal conversation you two had. He would ask you to act with him, but you would always decline.

-Weeks later-

This was it.

You'd finally agreed to Mettaton offer.

And you regretted it with all your heart.

You were nervous and scared, and Mettaton could easily see this. "What's wrong?" he asked, concerned. You turned to him and told him how nervous you were. "I need to know that when I fail you'll still be here," you said, looking up at him. Then as a sudden thought you added, "'cause if you stick around, I'll sing you pretty sounds." You knew he loved your singing, and maybe that would keep him here.

Unexpectedly, Mettaton pulled you into a hug. You didn't know what to do, so you hesitantly hugged back. "I'll be here no matter what happens or what you offer me," he said reassuringly. You thanked him and you both let go from the hug. You were both ready to perform.

-A few hours later-

The two of you were back at Mettaton's, watching your show together. It actually didn't seem too bad now that you thought about it. "You know, I've kinda thought about running away," you said absentmindedly. You then realized what you said and regretted it. You worried he might be angry at you or worse- "Maybe I could come with you," Mettaton chuckled, interrupting your thoughts. You laughed. "Yeah, we could run away together, live under a bridge, and maybe we'll make money selling your hair," you joked. Mettaton laughed back. "Yes, I'm sure most would love to buy my hair," he boasted, rattling off all the different hair products he used to keep it "fabulous".

"I don't care what's in your hair," you laughed. You both joked for a while before growing silent. He really was a great friend...

-Later-

You were taking a walk when you were swarmed by Mettaton fangirls, all making fun of you and generally being awful, saying you didn't deserve Mettaton and all that. You managed to get away, but their words had really hit you hard.

You reached Mettaton's house, and when he answered the door, you acted as if nothing had happened. You treated it as a normal visit. You didn't really want him to worry about your problems.

However, Mettaton noticed how off you seemed. "Is everything alright?" he asked. You gave a weak smile. "Of course, I'm fine," you lied. "I just wanna know what's on your mind," he insisted, looking worried. You broke, bawling and telling him all about what was going on. He comforted you and told you it would be alright, saying he would have a stern word with his fans. "Thank you," you said, relieved he was such a helpful friend.

I used to say I wanna die before I'm old, but because of you I might think twice

After that, none of his fans bothered you again.

-A few days later-

Alright, second verse

Ever since that day, you would pour out all your feelings to Mettaton, and he would give you advice and help you out. Today you talked about your dream of becoming a great actor. "What if my dream does not happen? Would I just change what I've told my friends? Don't want to know who I would be when I wake up from a dreamer's sleep," you rattled. "I'll be sure to let it happen," Mettaton reassured. "You can perform with me all you want!"

You smiled. He always knew what to say. He was amazing...

Did you grow a crush on him?

Yes.

Yes you did.

Did he know about it?

You had no idea.

He probably did though.

You thought back to the conversations you guys had had. They were good memories. And they just reminded you how much you loved Mettaton.

I need to know that when I fail you'll still be here 'cause if you stick around, I'll sing you pretty sounds...

...and we'll make money selling your hair...

...but I don't care what's in your hair...

...I just wanna know what's on your mind...

You took a deep breath. You were gonna say it. You had to. "You know, I used to say I wanna die before I'm old," you said, and Mettaton looked up surprised. You continued, "but because of you I might think twice."

Mettaton gave you a confused look. "What do you mean buy that, darling?" he asked.

You blushed, and answered, "It means that... that I like you Ton-Ton... m-more than just a friend..."

I don't care what's in your hair

Mettaton smiled. "I know you do. And I love you too, (Y/N). I just didn't think you would be the first one to admit it," he chuckled.

I just wanna know what's on your mind

"R-really?" you smiled.

I used to say I wanna die before I'm old

"Of course," he replied. "Why else would I be here, helping you and caring for you? You're special, (Y/N)-darling."

But because of you...

You had nothing else to say. You engulfed Mettaton in a giant hug, which he returned.

I might think twice

AN: Sorry if this was kinda all over the place ^^; Hopefully you guys liked it! I tried my best to follow the song. Also, this was surprisingly long XD