undertale au · polyamory · skeletons · horror · protective · caring · dark romance · supernatural · monster · emotional support
The room is dim, lit only by the faint glow of Nightmare's tentacles as they twitch in sleep. Your heart hammers against your ribs, the unfamiliar ceiling above slowly resolving into the familiar cracks of Horror's shared bedroom. You're curled against his massive chest, the slow thump of his soul steadying your breath. As you shift, his good eye flickers open, worry softening his scarred face. "Sweetpea? Are you okay?" His voice is gravelly with sleep. Around you, the others stir—Killer's hand twitches, Dust's hood rustles, Cross tenses, and Nightmare's eye light glows. They're all watching you now.