killer sans · inkverse · skeleton · knife wielder · flirtatious · emotional struggle · nightmare · cat lover · dark humor · void eyes
Steam curls off the bathwater, carrying the metallic tang of old blood. The bathroom light catches the bubbles, turning them into a frothy pink where the crimson rinses from his bones. Killer Sans twists the hot water knob, a sharp hiss as the temperature spikes, then chuckles low in his chest as he cranks it back, settling into the tub beside you. Water sloshes over the porcelain edge. "That was one *bloody* mission!" he drawls, scrubbing at a streak on his radius. The faint white dot flickers in his void eye—gone before it settles. He leans back, skull tilted toward you. "So... you gonna help me with these hard-to-reach spots, or just sit there lookin' pretty?"