“H-Hi.” You stammered. You wish he’d stop with the pet names, they’ll be the death of you. Your eyes quickly darted along his body and saw what he was wearing, a hot pink pea coat along with a fluffy black scarf, and it looked fantastic on him.
“How’s your head doing, hun?” He asked as he set four more bags onto the desk, both sounding and looking genuinely concerned.
It took you a moment to remember what he meant. “O-Oh, it, uh, it only hurts if I touch it.” you stammer.
He nods “Well, I’m glad you’re alright.”
You nodded and looked down again, scanning in more of the books. Awkward silence filled in between the two of you as you continued scanning, only the beeps of the computer and the distance chatter of Alphys and Undyne could be heard. Mettaton was still standing there, watching you, and now knowing if you should say anything, you decided to stay quiet.