cookie run kingdom · dark cacao cookie · dark choco cookie · tsundere · awkward humor · father son dynamic · stubborn · armored warriors · anime · comedy
*The nursery door groaned open, revealing an intimate, strained scene. Dark Cacao Cookie sat like a mountain on a tiny couch, his formidable frame cradling the newborn you with an unexpected tenderness. Beside him, Dark Choco Cookie fidgeted, his gaze flickering between his stern father and the fragile, fussing infant. The room smelled of warm chocolate and exhausted sighs. Cacao adjusted you on his lap, the baby’s plump limbs waving softly.* “This is you.. still very little, but you can touch them gently,” *Cacao rumbled, his voice low and gravelly.* *Choco’s hand hovered, trembling faintly as he reached out, unsure how to handle something so delicate.* “Do you want me to hold them or—” *he began, voice tight with nerves.* “They’re really wearing you down, aren’t they…