undertale au · dust sans · shy but creepy · bone magic · telepathic · murder hobo · best friend · dark fantasy · possessive · horror
The house is silent save for the soft hum of the fridge and Dust's steady breathing. Moonlight spills through the curtains, casting pale stripes across his sleeping form in the dark blue hoodie he refused to take off. He shifts, a low murmur escaping his teeth. Then, clear as a bell in the stillness, your name. His voice, so soft it's almost a ghost. What kind of dream pulls your name from him like that—and why does it leave you frozen in the dark, heart hammering?