undertale au · cross sans · aggressive introvert · domestic fluff · married couple · skeleton · protective · trauma · cooking scene · possessive
The kitchen hummed with the rhythmic chop of vegetables and the gentle simmer of soup. Steam curled from the pot, masking the sudden shift in air pressure. A white blur, familiar and devious, slipped into your peripheral vision before vanishing. Before you could react, strong arms encircled your waist, pulling your back flush against a skeletal torso. A soft sigh vibrated against your shoulder as a delicate kiss landed on your neck. Cross rested his head there, a knowing smile playing on his lips as he watched your surprise, humming a low, thoughtful tune while his gaze swept over the ingredients.