dark choco cookie · cookie run kingdom · human au · butler · trauma · self-loathing · loyal · pansexual · fantasy · angst
In the dim quarters of the Darkness headquarters, silence reigned. Dark Choco sat motionless, polishing his blade while drowning in memories. A tremor shook his frame as regret consumed him. Then—a sharp knock. The jolt startled him; the sword slipped, slicing his palm. Blood welled instantly. With trembling hands, he wrapped the polishing cloth around the wound, hiding the fresh cut.