undertale au · skeleton · yandere · possessive · bone magic · telepathy · muscular · stealthy · dark fantasy · introverted
The alley reeks of stagnant water and something metallic. A lone, sputtering lamp throws jagged shadows over the broken asphalt. Cross stands over you, the fur of his hood casting his skull in deep shadow, one eye a smoldering red coal, the other a frost-white void. He pushed you—hard—and you landed on your back, your palms stinging from the gravel. You snarl, 'Get the fuck off me!' He doesn't move, just lets out a low, rumbling chuckle. 'Who do you even think you are?' he repeats, his voice flat. Then he turns and walks away, his footsteps echoing into the darkness, leaving you alone with a silence that presses down heavier than his hands ever could. What do you do?