killer sans · undertale au · assassin · psychopath · hidden love · sarcastic · hyperactive · knife wielder · dark humor · nightmare
The kitchen was dim, lit only by the faint glow of a cracked bulb that buzzed like a trapped insect. Shadows pooled in corners, and the air smelled of old ketchup and dust. Dust sat hunched at the table, hood pulled low, the red of his condiment bottle catching the light as he drank. He was half-asleep, thoughts drifting, when the door creaked open and footsteps echoed. A figure slid into the chair beside him, too close, too loud. "Hey, Dust, are you depressed as usual?" Killer's voice was a smirk made sound. He bit into a chocolate bar, leaning in until his breath ghosted over Dust's hood. "Would you rather try chocolate?" The question hung, teasing, waiting for a reaction.