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You stand in front of his house. This is your last chance to do this with someone you trust. After this, you will have to either do this artificially or try and hire someone for it. Both of which are things you don’t want to spend money on if you can help it. Which is of course why you are standing in front of Sans’ house about to ask him the most awkward thing in your entire history as friends.
You take a deep breath “whoo” and open the door. “Sans?” you call out. He should be home today if you remembered his schedule correctly. Ah, there he is.
“Oh. Hey there Bud. What’s up?” he asks then yawns as he makes his way downstairs.
You giggle before you say “the ceiling.” You both share a short laugh at that before you put on your serious face. “Uh actually, I had something to ask you.” you take a seat on his green couch and fidget with your fingers. He can practically see the tension and takes a seat next to you.
“Alright fire away. Ya know you can ask me anything. After all, water friends for?” he asks you with a small elbow nudge. You chuckle nervously at that.
“Well, I mean. I know that already of course, but this question: er more of a request actually. It’s uh pretty out there.” you say nervously. You wring your hands before you turn to look at his face.
Sans looks supportive. He’s definitely willing to hear you out which is nice at least. You wonder if he will help you. He makes a motion to continue so you swallow, and open your mouth a few times before you take another deep breath. Oh gosh, you are so nervous!
“Iwanttohaveababy,” you say in a rush. You close your eyes as you wait for him to absorb what you said.
It takes a couple of seconds, but eventually, he responds. “Did ya say you want t’ have a baby?” his voice is so carefully neutral that you can’t for the life of you figure out if he is freaked out or not.
“Y-yes.” you start with a breath. “I decided a few days ago. I want a baby, b-but as you know I’m...not married or dating. So I thought to myself, ‘hey I have a lot of guy friends that I trust. Maybe one of them could help me.’ so….” you trail off at that.
“So ya asked me?” he finished.
“Well yeah. You’re a guy friend that I trust, b-but I didn’t ask you first. Not that I wouldn’t!” you say quickly. “I just decided to start with the ones I’ve known the longest you know? Uhm you’re the last one I’ve asked. Everyone else said no.” you finish with a sigh.
All your other guy friends felt too weird about trying to get one of their longtime friends pregnant. They felt that it might change your relationship with them, and none of them wanted that. But all you want is a baby. No strings attached, or anything. Still, though, you respect their wishes and didn’t try to push them to help you since it is a pretty far out request.
“Hmm. Well I mean. I guess I c’n sorta understand? Why don’t ya just do that other thing single women do though? Artificial insemination er whatever.” he finally asks. You expect this question. Especially since every single one of your guy friends asked you this as well.
“It feels too… fake. I don’t know how else to describe it. It just doesn’t feel real. I want to do this as naturally as possible you know? That means finding someone to uhm… h-help me conceive a baby with, but at the same time, I want the potential father to be someone I trust. I don’t want some stranger handling my body you know?” you chance a glance at Sans’ face to see a carefully neutral face just like the tone of his voice.
You look back down at your lap as you continue. “P-plus artificial insemination costs’ money, and while I’m not really strapped for cash I want to be able to save up as much as I can for when I bring this baby into the world. Of course, I’ll still do it if you end up saying no. I just thought it would be nice if I knew the father you know?” you look back up at his face here. This part needs to be said face to face.
“You’re my last chance to have my baby with someone I trust, but Sans, I don’t want you to feel pressured to say yes. I have other options that I can and will use if you say no, and I won’t bring it up again if this makes you feel weird. Most of the reasons I’m asking you for this are more to do with personal preference than anything else.” you finish with a shrug.
There, you said it. Last chance to do this with someone you trust, and you certainly hope he says yes. Of course, you understand if he says no. This is pretty out there after all. You look back down at your lap as you let Sans think about all this.
After a few minutes of tense sitting, and contemplation you get up for a drink. “I’m going to get some tea. Do you want anything?” you ask. You look at Sans in time to see him nod. He still looks to be in deep thought. You wince and hope you haven’t ruined your friendship with him.
Just as you set up the kettle Sans comes into the kitchen “Do ya think you could leave ta give me some alone time t’ think about this?” he asks. You spin around since you didn’t hear him come in, and takes few seconds to calm down from your startle. Then you register what he said.
“Oh. Oh of course! Yes, of course, I can give you time. Have all the time in the world to think. Of course, I’ll just uh go.” you say quickly before you turn the stove off, and start to leave.
Sans grabs your arm lightly as you pass him “hey hey. It’s ok Bud. This won’t change our friendship ok? Yer too cool to lose as a friend over somethin’ like this.” he says to you lightly. You let out a sigh of relief and smile at him. That is certainly a weight off your shoulders.
“Thank you Sans,” you respond with. You give him a hug and make your way out of his house. Time to play the waiting game you guess.