[The words slip out before he can stop himself and his face flushes pink, softly glowing.]
It felt... wrong, to no longer be attached to you.
[To both him and Alphys but she had left before. He had been the last thread Mettaton had had. He's getting himself under control though, no need to make this complicated or anything-
And then Sans says he wants him. He shivers. Sans then says he loves him and his soul feels like it moves to where Sans's hand rests against its container. Mettaton bites his lower lip for a moment, wondering if maybe they could... before they get too deep into things...]
Do you want to connect like that again?
[He says it in a breathless rush, not giving himself time to second-guess or reconsider. He feels vulnerable right now, his emotions raw and real and he doesn't have his theatrical charm up as a barrier. This is just him, as he is, deeply in love with the monster underneath him.]
SO! GAY!
[The words slip out before he can stop himself and his face flushes pink, softly glowing.]
It felt... wrong, to no longer be attached to you.
[To both him and Alphys but she had left before. He had been the last thread Mettaton had had. He's getting himself under control though, no need to make this complicated or anything-
And then Sans says he wants him. He shivers. Sans then says he loves him and his soul feels like it moves to where Sans's hand rests against its container. Mettaton bites his lower lip for a moment, wondering if maybe they could... before they get too deep into things...]
Do you want to connect like that again?
[He says it in a breathless rush, not giving himself time to second-guess or reconsider. He feels vulnerable right now, his emotions raw and real and he doesn't have his theatrical charm up as a barrier. This is just him, as he is, deeply in love with the monster underneath him.]