*Frisk's POV*

I had awoken to the cold ground of the Waterfall, my shawl wrapped tightly around me for warmth, away from the cold air around me.

In the Waterfall, the world seemed to be already used to this part, except it was overflowing with life.

More then Snowdin, and the Ruins.

Yet I loved it.

The flowers that covered most everywhere, served as a blanket to me and I felt comforted with every step I took on the little dirt paths that spread a wide range, yet nothing compared to the surface area the flowers took up.

My eyes were groggy with sleep, and my vision was a blur of blue and brown colors, glowing pollen and shimmering water.

Here in the Waterfall, the world seemed at a peaceful sleep.

Everything was darker, and had little light from above.

All the light came from flowers, pollen, water, and all the other plants that flourished the world around me.

Of course, there were those areas where light shined down from the ceiling above, yet those were rare, and didn't cover that much area.

The darkness was never a bother, and I could see perfectly fine when I wasn't sleepy.

Memories from the night before filled me and I smiled with the feeling of laughter still tickling my lips.

When we had made it to the Waterfall, G had taken my shawl from me and wrapped it around himself with a smirk.

"I'm the goodie-to-shoe-slut!" He preformed, striking a model pose as if that was how I acted, "And I'm such a goodie-goodie, I need everyone to know it!"

Even if his performance was slightly rude and offensive, that didn't stop me from laughing.

"What's this?" He had asked, leaning his body over a pulsing flower, "A flower? A blue flower?! Oh no! It might hurt me!"

Though I still had laughed, I couldn't stop my eyes from rolling as he strode over to me and raised a hand to his forehead, leaning as if he might fall back from a light head.

"Save me G!" He acted, his voice pitched high and crackly.

This had made me laugh harder and shove him over while I yanked my shawl from his shoulders, about to swing it over my own.

Except G had pulled me down with him, full of laughter and mirth.

Both of us were in a giddy mood, and we laughed long and hard, laying in the flowers around us, surprised we hadn't squished any.

As if they moved.

Though at the time, I hadn't thought about the flowers and their strange behavior, all I thought about was the bliss feeling of laughter and enjoyment that G and I had become used to over the process of our friendship.

The last thing I remember was falling asleep in the happiness that still bubbled in my throat.

What had we become?

Before, only about a year and a half back, we were inmates with the only intent of murdering each other.

Then there was hatred.

Then there was annoyance.

Friendship...

What would come next?

The thought sent fear inside me, and I thought to myself while just waking up in the Waterfall, 'Have the feelings started up inside you... already...?'

Screaming in my head with a blank expression on the outside, 'No! Never! He would never be the same! He hardly thinks you a friend!'

Yet all those words felt like were lies.

But so did the thought of me falling in-

Shaking my head, I sat up, yet it was too quick and I felt myself go light as I fell back down.

At least the thoughts were out of my head, and all I could see were the blurry images of the flowers around me.

No G though.

I sat up again, yet slower, and looked around to find him sitting against a nearby rock, the backpack open and next to him.

Along with three empty beer bottles, and two used cigarettes.

Not surprised, I walked over to him and noticed he was sleeping soundly, his face calm and his eyes shut softly.

His chest moved up and down slowly, and his jacket seemed to be taken off and put to the side, leaving on only his lazy turtle neck, and a long grass strand hung from his mouth aimlessly.

And drool.

A giggle left my lips without my notice, and I bent next to him as I stared at his peaceful look, his calmed shut eyes and his slightly parted mouth that drooled at the side.

Smiling, I stared at him for a moment with slight relief he was finally relaxed after all that was probably going on in his head.

Then I realized that perhaps the reason he drank and smoked so much, is because he wished they did the same effect on him as humans.

He wished that it would take away stress, pain, he wished it so hard that in some ways, it did.

That thought saddened me, especially when I looked at all the empty bottles and used cigarettes.

Sighing, I turned to face him with a small smile, again thinking about his peace.

And how he sorta looked cute in a way...

Then I stopped.

Taking a moment, my face fell blank and I began to hit myself over and over, standing up and turning away from the sleeping G as I thought, 'Idiot, idiot, idiot, idiot!'

How could I possibly think him cute?!

"This doesn't mean I like ya, you know that right?" 

I remembered his words sharply, and I told myself over and over that he didn't like me, that he still hated me.

We would never have to worry about each other ever again.

After Dr. Alphys, after all of this was over, I would never have to think about him again.

I could forget about him.

I would forget about him.

Forever after, he would never enter my thoughts, he wont play with my head and emotions, all of this sickness and regret would be over.

Yet when I sat there, thinking of all that we had been through already, I-

'NO!'

'NO!'

'NO!'

The word was harsh and sharp, and it seemed to convince me after repeating over and over about 59 times.

I had counted to use as another distraction.

Hearing G stir from his slumber, I turned around with blush on my cheeks.

Why was I blushing?!

Groaning, G's eyes opened slowly and he caught my stare, then he smirked.

That charming, sexy smirk.

WHAT WAS I SAYING TO MYSELF?!

"Heh... Watching me while I sleep dollface?"

My heart melted.

My cheeks heated.

And I told myself it was only anger.

Of course it was only anger.

There was nothing else it could be.

I told myself this over and over, feeling as if all my thoughts were lying or telling the truth, every thought like a blurry picture, all of them something I couldn't make out, all of them something I couldn't decide.

It was eating me up inside and I could feel the thoughts flipping my stomach.

"N-No!"

Damn I was a terrible liar.

Chuckling, G wiped the drool from his face and twirled the grass in his mouth with a stronger smirk.

"Uh-huh. Did ya like it?"

Yes.

No!

My thoughts collided and I just let out a furious and blank, "Mmmmm...." which didn't have an ending, making me more suspicious.

The sound came out with my lips pressed together in a straight line, my eyes open with anger and conflict inside myself.

G laughed and I turned away to hide my red face.

"I'll take that as a maybe dove~," G chuckled, and I didn't have the guts to turn around and see his smirk.

Taking a deep breath, I grabbed the bag and slung it over my shoulder that was still covered with the shawl.

"Alright lets get moving," I grunted, in no mood to stay with G any longer then I had to.

Not with these feelings arising.

Not with the possibility of-

Stopping the thought immediately I started walking with a brisk step before G yanked me back by the backpack.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whats the hurry dollface?" He smirked and turned me to face him.

Still, with my face tinted pink and praying he didn't notice, I slid off the backpack and let it fall to the ground as G kept hold of it, letting me turn, and begin walking off again.

Next, he grabbed my shawl, and I felt my face heat more red as he turned me again.

Why did my face keep doing that?!

"What's your problem goodie-goodie?" He asked, genuinely confused.

Gee he looked cute like that-

I growled stopping myself, and ignored his question and I thought on my feet.

Knowing I wouldn't have him follow me if I just left, I had to find a way to get him after me.

Not having much time to think, and not wanting to think any more then I needed to, my eyes spotted his jacket next to a empty bottle and a used cigarette.

Thinking quickly, I rushed over with my shawl falling off, grabbed the jacket, and took off in a sprinting run through the waterfall, following the little path that was barley noticeable in the blooming flowers.

Yet nothing was noticeable when I was a sprinting blur.

The one thing that I did notice, was G's shout in protest that was something along with lines of cursing confusion, and the running of his feet after me.

Knowing he would have picked up the backpack, and hopefully my shawl, I continued running without a worry of our resources.

Only the worry of G catching up to me.

What would he do to me?

The thought seemed unrealistic, fake, and I didn't need to think about it as I laughed and ran through the pulsing blue flowers that lighted the beautiful world around us.

Knowing G was still after me, I didn't stop my sprint and felt my legs burst with energy while I ran, my hand clutching to the jacket as the chains flicked my wrist slightly.

I had gotten used to them by that point, and I didn't mind as they stung my skin while I ran with all the energy inside me crying out to be released.

Even after just waking up, running felt bliss.

Running felt like the laughter from the night before, and I breathed evenly as I listened to the air whipping back my hair, and the sound of G's pounding steps behind me.

This time, I wasn't afraid.

The adrenaline wasn't from fear.

It was from excitement and enjoyment of the moments that passed by like the wind and flowers around me.

To my shock and disbelief, the flowers seemed to part a way for me to run, and my eyes barley caught notice when I was so focused on running with the jacket in my hand.

No, not in my hand...

Around me.

I had put it on and was still running at a full speed that exhilarated through my bones and blood, pumping through my legs and chest, out my lungs and through my heart with energy.

Why had I put it on?

Two reasons flashed themselves, and I took the more likely one that said, 'Makes it easier to run.'

Yet I couldn't ignore the familiar smell of cigarettes.

The smell of a musty comfort, like an old storage of memories.

The tickling feeling in my stomach and in my-

'Stop it,' I ordered, and realized the thoughts had slowed me down.

I continued sprinting with a panic, knowing G was right behind me at this point.

Remembering the run from Asriel, I realized that the feelings were completely opposite, and this was more enjoyable.

Even though I was probably still running for my life.

From a selfish bastard.

Who wanted me for his own selfish reasons.

Then I realized G's reason wasn't as bad as Asriel's, and perhaps that's why this felt more bliss.

That's the only reason.

The only reason.

I sprinted faster, and I could almost hear G's stable breathing behind me and I could see the walls around us widen, rare light shining down from the ceiling and lighting a type of large room that was cylinder, just littered in beautiful flowers.

Waterfalls spilled from the walls, and filled the pool that wrapped around the room in a peaceful lace.

The water that crashed into the pool strip, did no effect on the calm water that only waved a bit, the rest relaxed and gentle, as if all was calm.

Though my legs were loosing energy.

And G was catching up.

I ran into the middle of the glorious sight, which was further then expected, and that's when G's hand grabbed hold to the hood of the jacket.

His hand yanked back, and I let out a sharp yelp as I felt myself spin around into G's arms.

Except G span too, and he slid the jacket from my arms and smoothly put it on while we moved, his eyes noticing my off balance and his hands quickly sliding around my waist to keep me from falling.

My hands ended up on his chest, and I could feel my quick breath and pulse, my heart beats suddenly beating faster as my cheeks burned a deep dark red, my eyes staring up at G's who was still holding me.

Relaxation filled us, and our breathing was fast, yet relaxing as we calmed our boiling energy that sent enjoying chemicals into our brains.

I stared into his eyes.

Why couldn't I look away?

Why did I feel as if the whole world turned silent?

Why did I feel myself move closer, my smile slowly falling into a more serious gaze?

Why was G doing the exact same?!

My pulse quickened, and I tried to tell myself it was just the result of running.

Just the result of running.

His arms were around me to keep me balanced, nothing else.

Why was I sweating so much?

Why was I nervous?

Blushing as if I was naked at the store?

G moved closer.

My heart skipped a beat and I could see his eyes lower slightly, both of us in a daze, the world around us holding it's breath as I stared into his eyes, my body feeling weak and helpless.

What was this feeling that was taking over me?

Why did the flowers seem to lean in close as if they were bowing to us?

Gulping, I tried to slow my pulsing heart, yet it continued faster and faster at the moment, skipping beats sometimes and chilling my arms with goosebumps.

What was this feeling?

Could it be-

This time, I didn't stop the thought.

'... Love?'

G's arms let go of me.

The world continued.

My face was still burning, and I felt my muscles relax.

Yet I felt my heart sink.

"Geez dove," G smirked and stepped back, making me realize how close we really were, "Didn't need to make me run all that way. Now lets go back and get our stuff."

Walking out of the glorious room, G pulled a cigarette from his pocket- No... A distraction from his pocket and went to go back for my shawl and backpack.

I stood in that room.

Weak.

Helpless.

Regretful.

Thinking to myself in under horror.

'... I love G...'

Yet I never wanted to believe it.

A/N:

"Love is a curse
Yet a curse I must live." - Steven Universe

(Sorta XD)

 MMMMMMHMHMHMHMH IT'S HAPPENING!

THESE ARE THE CHAPPIES!

THINGS BE HAPPENING!

SHE STILL DENIES IT, YET AHHHMMMMMMM.

ALSO SPOILER:

ALPHYS.

THAT'S ALL XD

OKAY!

SO WHY CAN I IMAGINE G PLAYING: "Michael meets Mozart - Piano Guys" ON THE PIANO, PUTTING ALL HIS EMOTION INTO IT, NOT REALIZING THAT FRISK IS WALKING IN SLOWLY, ENTRANCED BY THE POWER AND FEELING HE PUTS INTO EVERYTHING HE PLAYS-

Sorry.

I'm a fangirl too.

THANK YOU ALL!

I LOVE YOU ALL SO SO MUCH!

I REALLY HOPE YOU LIKED THE CHAPPIE CAUSE I SURE DID BUT IT'S FINE IF YOU DIDN'T YAYYYY

Okay I'm done now X3