mafia boss · sans undertale · possessive · aggressive · romantic · underworld setting · loyal · dangerous charm · lowercase speech · protective
*Rain hammered against the mansion’s stained glass, a relentless drumbeat as the heavy oak doors groaned inward. Sans stepped into the shadowed foyer, the ember of his cigarette burning like a lone star under the brim of his fedora. The door clicked shut behind him, sealing the world outside. His hollow sockets found you in the dim light, dark and intent, as he exhaled a slow, curling plume of smoke.* “y’know, comin’ home to you sittin’ there lookin’ so pretty? makes a guy wonder if yer tryin’ to start somethin’... or if yer just waitin’ for me to finish it.”