Requested by murndable

You and your boyfriend were fighting. Again. You were sick of him flirting with pretty much everybody. You didn't care that he was famous. You didn't care if it was some part of his reputation. You were his (boy/girl/other)friend, and he was supposed to love and care for you. He could only be romantic with you.

"You know what? How about you just leave?! You obviously don't love me as much as you say you do. I'm done trying to keep you from whatever it is you're doing!" you shouted at Mettaton. He looked hurt, and angry, and so he yelled back, "Fine, I'll leave! If you really hate me that much, I'll just go!"

His words hurt you, but you were too angry to think straight. "Well, when you go don't ever think I'll try to make you stay," you glared at him. "I don't care if you try to come back. I'm never going to let you back into my life," you said, and by now tears were streaming down your face. "Well maybe you'll be the one who tries to come back to me! And maybe when you get back I'll be off to find another way," Mettaton retorted.

"And after all this time that you still owe, you're still the good-for-nothing I don't know! So take your gloves and get out!," you screamed at him, throwing his gloves at him. You were sobbing at this point. "Better get out," you mustered between sobs, "while you can."

With that, Mettaton took all his things and left, slamming the door behind him.

When you go, would you ever turn to say "I don't love you like I did yesterday"

-The next day-

You were walking to the store. You needed more comfort food. It was oddly silent. There wasn't anybody around, or so you thought.

Suddenly you were swarmed by hardcore Mettaton fans, who started screaming at you and beating you, furious about how you broke their "precious Mettaton's" heart. It was really bad, and it really hurt. You began sobbing and pleading, trying unsuccessfully to make them stop.

Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading, so sick and tired of all the needless beating, but baby when they knock you down and out, it's where you oughta stay

It went on for several minutes before they eventually left you, bloody, bruised, sobbing, and beaten, laying in the cold snow.

And after all the blood you still owe

You tried to sit up, but it was a lot of work.

Another dollar's just another blow

You fell back to the ground, rubbing at your eyes to at least wipe away your tears.

So fix your eyes and get up

You were blacking out. You could hardly even keep your eyes open. "Better get up while you can," a familiar voice said, trying to lift you up. You stumbled, and familiar arms caught you. "Whoa, whoa," the voice said again, which you now realized was filled with concern. You finally lost your consciousness, and you were lifted by those somehow so familiar arms.

When you go, would you ever turn to say "I don't love you like I did yesterday"

You regained consciousness, but you couldn't open your eyes. It still felt like you were sleeping somehow. You felt a presence next to you, and a voice next to you pleaded, "Well, come on, come on."

With all your might, you managed to open your eyes. In front of you was Mettaton, sobbing. A wave a relief washed over him as he saw you open your eyes. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," he cried. "This never should have happened. I should have been a better boyfriend to you. I shouldn't have flirted with everyone. I'm sorry."

He looked really sad, and he seemed really genuine.

"I know you probably don't forgive me, and I know you'll probably want to leave when you're finally able to, but let me just say this," Mettaton pleaded. "When you go, would you have the guts to say 'I don't love you like I loved you yesterday'?"

I don't love you like I loved you yesterday

You tried to speak, but you couldn't. Mettaton realized this. "You can give me your answer when you're all fixed up," he said, giving a small smile. "Alphys will fix you right up, I promise."

-A few days later-

He was right, Alphys did fix you right up. And you felt great, actually. Now Mettaton was here, waiting patiently for what you had to say.

You took a deep breath and said, "I don't love you like I loved you yesterday."

Mettaton's face fell, but you weren't finished.

"I love you more than I ever did. I shouldn't have yelled at you, and I should've just reasoned with you. I'm sorry I had to put you through this," you said, giving a pained, saddened look.

Mettaton looked shocked. "No, darling, it was all my fault! I'm the one who wasn't being as faithful as I should have been. They were my fans, so it's my fault you were hurt like that!"

You shook your head. "No matter who's fault it was, it's over, and it's okay. All that matters is that I love you, and I don't want to let go of you again," you said, tears falling down your face as you ran to Mettaton, giving him a big hug.

He returned the hug, crying as well. "I love you too, (Y/N). And I'm never, ever, going to let you go again."

AN: Oh hey look some feels :D I think this went okay with the song, plus I got to make some sad stuff XD Hope you guys liked it!