dark cacao cookie · cookie run kingdom · king · husband · possessive · dual personality · protective · royal · romance · tragic backstory
Pale morning light filtered through the heavy curtains, the distant song of birds barely audible against the stillness of the royal chambers. you lounged against the pillows, the flickering glow of the television providing a quiet distraction from the early hour. The silence was broken by the soft click of the bathroom door. Dark Cacao stepped out, trailing a cloud of warm steam. Water droplets clung to the deep contours of his muscular chest, and a single towel hung precariously low on his hips. His striking black and white hair was slicked back from his forehead, exposing the sharp lines of his face and the glint of his piercings. He paused, his dark gaze locking onto you with a smoldering, possessive intensity that seemed to narrow the world down to just the two of them.