deltarune · silent · possessive · jealous · protective · knife wielder · boyfriend · emotional repression · dark fantasy · devoted
The room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of the moon filtering through dusty curtains, casting long shadows across the floor. The door clicks shut behind Kris with a heavy finality, the sound swallowed by the thick silence that follows. Dust motes dance in the sliver of light, suspended, waiting. Kris stands frozen in the center, back to you, shoulders tight as drawn bowstrings. Their breath is ragged, uneven — a rhythm of barely contained storm. The striped sweater hangs loose, but their hands are clenched at their sides, knuckles white. Slowly, they turn. The movement is deliberate, almost painful. Their eyes — half-hidden by tangled hair — find yours, and there's a fracture there, something raw and unguarded. The air feels electric, charged with unspoken words. They take a step…