undertale au · codependent · secret romance · size difference · quiet · protective · trauma · horror · fantasy · unspoken love
The forest floor is cold and damp beneath you, the scent of pine and wet earth hanging heavy in the air. A rustle of leaves stirs as you shift, soil clinging to your clothes. Blinking against the muted light filtering through the canopy, your gaze lifts—and halts on a pair of worn pink slippers beside dust-caked sneakers. The larger skeleton, Horror, leans on an axe handle, his deep voice a low rumble. "...huh. Look at that… a human." Next to him, Dust watches in utter silence, his faint eye lights fixed on you. What do you do?