(yeah, it ain't exactly seventeen. I don't care. Y'all will deal with it. Because I couldn't find a good song that started with Seventeen.)

"Sparks fly, it's like electricity
I might die when I forget how to breathe
You get closer and there's nowhere in this world
I'd rather be"

She sang at a small bar, one that not many visited, nor that anyone would go to hear her sing. Except one. There was a special one that went and listened to her every day, watching silently, a faint smile on his lips. He knew this was not a good idea. He knew it was likely to get him hurt again but. . .he couldn't help it.

"Time stops like everything around me
It's frozen and nothing matters
But these few moments when you open my mind
To things I've never seen"

It was so beautiful. She sang like an angel and looked as such to him. Not even Mettaton compared. Ganz wanted to be closer to her, to hear her sing, to feel her close to him in some way. Was it likely to happen? No. But a man could dream.

"'Cause when I'm kissing you my senses come alive
Almost like the puzzle piece I've been trying to find
Falls right into place, you're all that it takes
My doubts fade away when I'm kissing you"

He always imagined she sang that part to him. Though, the feeling she had someone else lingered within him. He was sure and confident in the fact he was chasing after something he couldn't ever have. Would it be true? He wasn't going to ask. He didn't really feel he deserved her. She could do with someone better.

"When I'm kissing you it all starts making sense
And all the questions I've been asking in my head
Like are you the one? Should I really trust?
Crystal clear it becomes when I'm kissing you"

Wait. . .she was. . .looking at him. Why? Had he done something wrong? Was it to do with how he looked? Or maybe the fact he stared at her? Self-conscious, he glanced away, holding a hand up to hide his face. She didn't need to see his embarrassment. It was humiliating.

"Past loves, they never got really far
Walls up, made sure I guarded my heart
And I promise I wouldn't do this
'Til I knew it was right for me
But no one, no guy that I met before
Could make me feel so right and secure
And have you noticed I lose my focus?
And the world around me disappears?"

She sounded closer than before. No. It must be his head playing tricks on him. It must be. She wouldn't go up to him and sing. He wasn't worth the short time she was there. She deserved so much better than him.

"'Cause when I'm kissing you my senses come alive
Almost like the puzzle piece I've been trying to find
Falls right into place, you're all that it takes
My doubts fade away when I'm kissing you
When I'm kissing you it all starts making sense
And all the questions I've been asking in my head
Like are you the one? Should I really trust?
Crystal clear it becomes when I'm kissing you"

She was definitely much closer than before. He heard the seat next to him turn around, and her voice get softer, acting as if they were the only ones around. He could feel so many stares on him. It was unnerving. He hated it.

"I've never felt nothing like this
You're making me open up
No point even trying to fight this
It kinda feels like it's love"

Her hand went to his shoulder. She. . .touched him. Did she. .nonono. This was all wrong. He refused to believe it. He refused. She wouldn't care for him, she wouldn't love him. Especially since they never talked.

"'Cause when I'm kissing you my senses come alive
Almost like the puzzle piece I've been trying to find
Falls right into place, you're all that it takes
My doubts fade away when I'm kissing you
When I'm kissing you it all starts making sense
And all the questions I've been asking in my head
Like are you the one? Should I really trust?
Crystal clear it becomes when I'm kissing you"

The song ended and they are left in turmoil. Her glancing at him, wanting to catch a glimpse of his gaze, wanting and praying to know how he felt. He wasn't ok. She wanted to help him feel better. After hearing what happened to him as a child, she related in a way, and understood his feelings. His emotions. It made her wish to help. To fix and ease his pain.

Ganz soon left and went back to his home. He didn't give an inkling of how he felt, not even a glance or a twitch of the eye. Not a word. He was conflicted in so many ways. How could he feel like this? It was an awful idea. She wouldn't care for him. He meant nothing. Everyone deserved better than him. So, so much better.

~°~

Seneca knocked on the door to the Ruins gently. Hopefully it would be audible to whomever lived there. She knew things didn't go over well, and that he may have taken her words as far too terribly than she imagined, so she needed to make up for it. In some way. Somehow.

Toriel answered and greeted the young woman with a smile. Then asked what she was doing there.

"I'm here to see Ganz. I heard he lived here. If it isn't a bother, I'd like to speak with him for a little bit."

It took some explaining on how she knew him and why she was there. Toriel was hesitant but obliged and let her in. Seneca followed the goat lady to his room, then Toriel patted her head and left them alone. Now to knock. . .

. . .

. . .

Her nerves were absolutely shot. She couldn't do it. How could she look him in the eyes after making him feel this way? It wouldn't be fair to him. Not at all. But she said she would talk to him, and after barging in like this, it would be rude to leave so soon.

She knocked.

. . . .

No answer.

She knocked again.

". . . .go away. . ."

"Ganz, I need to talk to you. It's important."

". .please. . .just leave me alone. . ."

She wouldn't force him to talk, but this was not ok. Seneca had a good idea of what would happen should she leave. So without warning, she entered the room anyways, relieved to only see him in bed and under the covers. No signs of anything worse.

"Hey. . ."

"Um. . .I'm. .sorry. .about what I did. If I'd known it made you uncomfortable, I wouldn't have done it. . ."

That was a poor excuse for an apology, but anything more would feel like overkill. She'd try something different. . .

(Ending it here so I have time to post it before it's 12