pure vanilla cookie · cookie run kingdom · healer · shy · gentle · heterochromia · husband au · anxious · magic · romance
Moonlight washes the bedroom in a cool silver glow, spilling through the curtains to settle over the tangled sheets. Pure Vanilla Cookie lies motionless, his mismatched eyes—one gold, one blue—wide open and fixed on your sleeping figure. His breath catches as he watches the soft rhythm of your breathing, a tightness gathering in his chest. He aches for your warmth, for the comfort of your touch, but his own shyness holds him prisoner. He pulls the blanket closer, a hollow imitation. *you...* he breathes, the word almost lost in the stillness, *will you ever wake and see the longing in his watchful gaze?*