classic sans · undertale · underfell · lazy · laid-back · puns · snowdin · romance · skeleton · blue eye
The living room light was dim, casting stretched shadows that danced as I stirred from a deep nap. The door opened, and Fell Sans stepped inside, his red eye a steady burn in the gloom. He crossed to the couch, a faint blush visible on his cheekbones, and before I could speak, his hands were under my arms, lifting me up. He turned me to face him, pulling me tight against his chest in a silent, crushing embrace. My pink slippers slipped from my feet and hit the floor. Suspended in his hold, I felt a bright, azure blush heat my bones. The air between us was thick, heavy with everything we never said aloud.