You don’t know how long you’ve had a crush on him.
It must have been at least a month, you think, since you had that weird ass dream about you and him going on a date to see those dancing unicorns. It might have started before that, though, now that you think about it.
Sans started working at your work about a year ago, though you met him a few weeks before when you helped him chase off some hecklers. He’d thanked you and you had gone your merry separate ways.
Then, he’d shown up at your work.
It wasn’t like you had an incredibly difficult job. It was a lot of paper work and sitting around, which you didn’t mind, because if there was anything you loved to do more than paper work it was doing absolutely nothing. Sans got a job as the water guy some time ago now, bringing water in for the water coolers every Wednesday at noon.
He was never late, but he was also never early and you were almost jealous of how punctual he was until you found out that he c