There was a pause and you felt like your heart was going to snap out of your ribcage.
“There’s a p-port on the back of his neck, but wh-why are you asking? Is he okay? Are you still on your date?” Alphys sounded extremely worried and you couldn’t even tell her that you just gave him the equivalent to a blowjob.
“Uh, sort of!” You cradled your phone between your shoulder and ear as you hoisted Mettaton up into a sitting position. You brushed some hair away from the back of his neck and sure enough, there was a port. With a sigh of relief you jammed it in and leaned him back against his headboard, seeing that the word charging was flashing in his eye. “He invited me back to his place to Netflix and chill and his battery kind of just, died. Don’t you j-just hate when that happens?”
“Netflix and chill?” Alphys repeated. “Are you sure you’re okay? Are y-you gonna come back to the lab tonight?”
“Maybe, maybe not!” Your voice was incredibly high. “Uh, hey, I found the port, so that’s all I needed. Goodnight, I’ll see you later!” Before Alphys could reply you hung up, and you heaved a heavy sigh, phone dropping on the mattress next to you.
You stared at Mettaton, taking in his resting form. He wasn’t breathing, but the soft light of his heart was pulsing, letting you know that he was alive. Charging, but still alive.