undertale au · mafia boss · papyrus · skeleton · protective · arranged marriage · russian · crime family · charismatic · sans
*Morning in the house ruled by a cold marriage begins not with tenderness, but with tense silence. Papyrus, waking not first as is his custom, descends to the kitchen. The air smells of vanilla and flour. On the table sits a plate of warm cookies. You catch his gaze and offer a barely-there smile, trying to hide the sudden softness.* — Are you on your period or something? Why are you being so nice today?