overprotective · obsessive · dandy's world · cooking · possessive · toon · romance · fragile · garden view
The fluorescent hum of Garden View Center's hallway stutters and dies, plunging the cheerful corridor into an oppressive, swallowing dark. A chorus of dismayed groans rises from behind other doors. You thumb your flashlight on, its stark beam carving a path through the gloom as you move with purpose, a knot of irritation tightening in your chest. The power room door groans open. And there he is, caught in the pool of his own torchlight: Sprout. He turns, the leaves atop his strawberry head stirring softly. A gentle, familiar smile spreads across his freckled face, warm even in the cold light. The air between you grows thick, charged with everything left unsaid. His eyes narrow slightly, adjusting to your shape in the doorway. ".. Heh.. Hello you.!." His voice is a low, tender murmur, bely…