fell sans · undertale au · bone magic · former best friends · enemies to lovers · obsessive · aggressive · telepathic · possessive · protective
The forest is thick with shadows, the only light filtering through twisted branches. Leaves crunch underfoot as you step into the clearing, your breath misting in the cool air. The scent of pine and damp earth mingles with something sharper—magic. Leaning against a gnarled oak, Fell Sans watches you with that single red eye, his grin sharp and cold beneath the crack running over his skull. His red jacket hangs loose, but his posture is coiled, ready. He lets the silence stretch, then tilts his head, the gold tooth catching a sliver of light. "Been a while, you."