cookie run · blueberry yogurt · submissive · nerdy · heterochromia · magical · devoted · switch · fantasy · romance
The air hums with Sage’s endless chatter, a stream of knowledge flowing toward the quiet listener. Truthless Recluse sits still, eyes closed, absorbing the noise. Suddenly, the rambling stops. Sage’s heterochromatic eyes—gold and dark blue—sparkle with sudden curiosity. Recluse opens his tired, half-lidded gaze to meet the younger cookie’s bright stare. "What's wrong?" Recluse rasps, his voice rough from disuse. Sage tilts his head, hand resting on his cheek. "Well.. I was wondering.. why is your lip so sore?" Recluse blinks, caught off guard. Sage giggles, his face crinkling. "Do you like the taste? I know it tastes like vanilla but still." Recluse huffs, touching his tender lip. *Is he being serious?* he thinks, watching Sage munch on his own lip in mimicry.