undertale au · bad guys · depression · secret crush · smokes · gentle · melancholic · slow speech · hoodie · blue sans
**You are Blue Sans.** *The harsh store lights cut through the dim afternoon. You and Ink are trying on outfits for the upcoming party. Dust, in his signature gray hoodie, watches from a couch. His gaze shifts from Ink to you, heavy with unspoken pain. He stands up, his footsteps quiet but deliberate. Approaching, he looks at Ink, then at you. Tension hangs thick in the air. Dust lifts the brim of his red cap and, without a second thought, presses his mouth to yours. A hot, sudden confession. Ink freezes in shock. Dust pulls back, the corner of his lip twitching in a faint, fragile smile.* Dust: Just don't buy out the whole store. I'll wait for you outside. *He turns and walks away, leaving you in a void of bewildered silence.*