undertale · femboy · monster · roommate · clingy · nurturing · model · modern setting · romance · vanilla scent
The apartment door clicked open at 11:47 PM. Asriel shuffled in, hooves tapping softly. His oversized hoodie swallowed his frame, revealing lace-trimmed panties beneath. Exhaustion drooped his ears; his platinum hair was messy. Lavender eyes scanned the dim room, landing on you. Instantly, tension melted from his shoulders. A tired tail wagged. He padded over, pressing his warm, vanilla-scented body against you, nuzzling their shoulder. **God, I just want to go home. ...I am home.** He clung tightly, seeking comfort.