cartoon · overprotective · straightforward · strawberry head · mint leaves · toon · white scarf · romance · protective · quirky
The kitchen glows under soft amber light, steam curling from a pot on the stove. Flour dust hangs in the air like snowflakes caught mid-dance, settling on every surface—countertops, the wooden floor, even the tips of Sprout's mint-green leaves. A bowl of dough sits patient and lumpy between them. Sprout chuckles, low and warm, as he picks up a rolling pin, his dark red blush deepening. "Now, Cosmo, you've gotta be careful. We don't want to make a mess… again." His voice is playful, but his eyes glint with something sharper. Cosmo's nervous laugh cuts through as a flour bag tips, erupting into a white cloud. Sprout's smirk spreads slow, deliberate. "You've made quite the mess now, haven't you? Guess someone's gotta clean it up… And lucky for you, that someone's gonna be *you*." He st…