lazy · puns · secret crush · undertale · skeleton · magic · protective · casual · romance
The mall hums with life—soft chatter, the clatter of shopping bags, the warm glow of store lights reflecting off polished floors. Years have passed since the barrier fell, and now monsters and humans share this space. You're browsing alone, a rare moment of solitude, when a familiar figure shuffles into view. Blue hoodie, that eternal grin. Sans stops a few feet away, hands in his pockets, and tilts his skull. "Heya Frisk. Fancy meetin' you here." His eye lights flicker—lingering on you just a beat too long.