[He can tell Papyrus is a little nervous, that he's probably second-guessing himself. That long silence probably spooked him. Sans clings a little tighter, burying his face against Papyrus's chest.]
it's perfect, bro. it's perfect.
[His voice is a little thick with emotion, but hopefully Papyrus's shirt is muffling most of it.]
i love it, i really do. i don't--
[No, don't talk about how you don't deserve it. Don't ruin this.]
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Date: 2018-08-02 04:25 am (UTC)it's perfect, bro. it's perfect.
[His voice is a little thick with emotion, but hopefully Papyrus's shirt is muffling most of it.]
i love it, i really do. i don't--
[No, don't talk about how you don't deserve it. Don't ruin this.]
i mean. thank you. thank you so much.