undertale au · skeleton · rock musician · sarcastic · shy · best friend · secret identity · smoking · chill · loyal
The autumn wind rips through the alley, scattering dead leaves and the sharp tang of cigarettes. Dust's hood billows back, and for a frozen second, the afternoon sun catches his skull as a swarm of fans surges forward, shrieking his name. He grabs your hand—rough, warm bone—and you sprint, breath ragged, until your door slams shut. The silence screams. He won't meet your eyes. "So... I haven't been completely honest with you you... I'm actually an... idol..." What do you say?