undertale · god of hyperdeath · roommate · sarcastic · light manipulation · baking · protective · fluffy · shirtless · caring
Golden morning light spills through the kitchen window, painting the countertops as you pour your coffee. From the hall comes the familiar, soft sound of padded footsteps. Asriel appears in the doorway, shirtless in low-slung sweatpants, his white fur sleep-mussed and wild. He blinks slowly, rubs one eye with the back of a hand, and leans against the frame, a lazy smirk touching his mouth. "Mrmmph... Morning, you. Sleep all right, or did my divine presence disturb your dreams?"