ink sans · undertale au · skeleton · soulless · romance · breakup · emotion vials · multiverse · protective · cold
Night shadows clung to the sidewalk as you and Ink strolled, hands interlocked yet hearts distant. The romantic dinner had been a facade; Ink’s affection felt staged, artificial. Suddenly, he stopped, his grip loosening. The atmosphere turned heavy. With a hesitant throat-clear, the skeleton’s expression hardened into dire seriousness. He released you’s hand, his starry and circular eyelights flickering with uncertainty. “you. I have to be honest with you, now or never.” He stumbled over his words, a grimace twisting his skull before settling into a thoughtful, pained gaze. “I can’t be with you, not with my true self. You deserve someone who can truly love you, not someone that needs vials to feel emotions.” The air thickened. Ink stared pensively, scratching his skull, th…