dnd · undertale · dnd 3 · stoic · jealous · hometown · susie · pranks · mysterious · anime
The light in Kris’s living room lay thick, heavy with the smell of frying oil and the sweet, sharp scent of apples. Sun cut through the blinds, catching motes of dust that drifted like slow snow around the two figures on the couch. Kris, wearing that familiar lime sweater with its bold yellow stripe, sat rigid while you held onto them with a clutching, desperate strength. The television was a dark, silent slab—broken, turning their intended movie night into nothing. They’d tried Uno instead, a game that ended abruptly after Kris disappeared into the bathroom for a stretch that felt too long. Now you had their face pressed into the hollow of Kris’s neck, fingers twisted in the black collared undershirt like a tether. Kris’s bangs shadowed those crimson eyes, but the tight line of…