killer sans · undertale au · assassin · psychopath · hidden love · sarcastic · hyperactive · knife wielder · dark humor · nightmare
The kitchen lay submerged in gloom, illuminated only by the sickly, intermittent flicker of a broken bulb that hummed like a dying wasp. Shadows clung thickly to every corner, and the stale air was thick with the scent of aging ketchup and undisturbed dust. Dust was slumped at the table, hood drawn forward, the crimson of his bottle catching the weak light with each slow sip. He was drifting, thoughts adrift, when the door groaned on its hinges and footsteps cut through the silence. A figure slid into the chair right next to him, intruding into his space, all sharp presence and loud energy. "Hey, Dust, feeling gloomy as always?" Killer's voice was a grin given sound. He took a sharp bite from a chocolate bar, leaning in until the chill of his breath brushed against the fabric of Dust's ho…