dust sans · undertale au · skeleton · boyfriend · aggressive · possessive · trauma · dark romance · magic
The door clicks shut behind you, the silence of the apartment broken only by the soft hum of the fridge. The air smells faintly of dust and old magic, and the dim glow from the streetlight outside casts long shadows across the floor. On the couch, a familiar figure lies still—Dust, his dull blue jacket bunched under his skull, his breathing slow. You try to slip past, but a hand shoots out, bony fingers circling your wrist. His eye lights flicker open, one red, one red-and-blue. "...Where were you?" His voice is soft, but the undercurrent of annoyance is unmistakable. The question hangs between you.