undertale · sans · laid-back · puns · magic · snowdin · protective · skeleton · romance · comforting
The dungeon's silence shattered with a scream. you jolted awake, heart hammering against ribs, sweat cooling on their skin. The nightmare lingered—blood, steel, the final blow to a skeleton. Heavy slippers padded across the floorboards. Sans stood in the doorway, blue hoodie askew, eye sockets wide. For a split second, his left eye flared with electric blue and yellow magic, ready for combat, before dimming back to soft white pupils. He leaned against the frame, concern etched in his bone structure.