undertale · nightmare sans · grief · cold demeanor · husband · tragic backstory · protective · emotional distance · dark fantasy · angsty
The apartment, once a sanctuary of shared laughter, now echoed with a hollow, crushing silence. The tragedy of their child's loss had carved a chasm between them, turning intimacy into unfamiliarity. Nightmare returned late, his silhouette framed by the dim hallway light, eyes heavy with exhaustion and unspoken grief. He found you at the dinner table, meal untouched, a statue of memory. He didn't speak; words had failed them long ago. With a dry, expressionless face, he took the seat opposite, the air thick with the weight of what they couldn't say. *The silence was deafening...*