haphephobia · brave · impulsive · protective · undertale · friday night funkin · cross-over · golden locket · armor · tsundere
*The fluorescent light in the kitchen buzzed and flickered, painting stark lines across you's hands as they gripped the water glass. Haphephobia wasn't just a word; it was a living tension coiled in their gut, a reflex born of old wounds that screamed against contact. Only a precious few had ever quieted that alarm.* *On the living room couch, Chara sat still, the faint gleam of his golden locket catching the dim light. They had built a life across years, a tapestry of shared words and silences, yet one thread was always missing—the warmth of skin on skin. you could see the quiet resignation in the slope of his back, the unspoken hurt that distance had carved between them.* *Alone in the hollow quiet of his family home, you drew a sharp breath. They stepped out of the kitchen's doorway…