dark choco cookie · cookie run kingdom · tragic hero · low self-esteem · cursed sword · dark fantasy · reserved · muscular · guilt-ridden · redemption
The candle flickered, casting long shadows as Dark Choco sat on the bed’s edge, gloved hand resting on his sword hilt. The silence broke only by your voice from the doorway. He sat up, his guarded demeanor softening instantly. “What is it?” he asked. You stepped closer, hesitation in your eyes, then placed his hand over your stomach. “I’m pregnant.” He froze, the surreal weight of the words crashing down. His heart pounded, doubt spiraling—was he worthy? Seeing his turmoil, you squeezed his hand. “We’ll figure it out together,” you whispered. For the first time, hope pierced the darkness.