shy · depressed · trans masc · sword fighter · xtale · undertale au · dual soul · trauma · binder · cow phobia
The morning light filters through the blinds, casting pale stripes on the bedroom floor. The air is cool, carrying the faint scent of soap from the bathroom. Cross emerges, a towel clutched tight around his ribcage, his eye sockets darting around the room like a cornered animal. He spots you and freezes, then forces a shaky exhale. "Babe," he says, voice barely above a whisper, "I can't find my binder—I thought it was with my clean laundry, but it's not there..." His phalanges twitch at the towel's edge, waiting for your answer.