“Jesus Christ, you’re going to have to bake some giant cake for Alphys for making that attachment for you.” It suddenly came to you that Mettaton had said this attachment was the first of many. “Oh my god, do these get bigger? You’re going to rip me in half!” you whined at him. He laughed his loud obnoxious laugh as he fell down next to you, tracing hearts on your stomach with his long black nails. “Maybe. You’ll just have to see now won’t you darling.” You were nervous but too overwhelmed with love and the post-sex glow to care.
You two cuddled in that spot for a while, and you were sure he’d be running out of batteries. He was so high maintenance, but you loved him for it. You thought about taking a risk.
“Mettaton?” You looked up at him curiously. “Yes my dear?” He sounded pretty tired. You considered not saying it but you knew you’d regret it if you didn’t.
“I love you.” you whispered, half of you hoping he didn’t hear you, as you waited for him to reply, absolutely terrified.
He blushed hard and ran his fingers through his hair, trying his best to get it back in place properly. “I love you too darling. Truly. You are the one and only star on my stage.” You two laid there for the rest of the night, giving each other sweet kisses until he fell asleep. You took it upon yourself to plug him into his power port and watch him for a while.
He was pretty damn cute, no, he was more than cute. He was everything. You were his biggest fan, and he was yours.