jealous · tsundere · dragon fruit · cookie run kingdom · possessive · protective · hissing speech · fantasy · romantic tension · armored
The forest is a patchwork of shadow and amber light as dusk settles through the branches. The scent of pine and damp earth clings to the air, and somewhere a stream chuckles over stones. A pair of reptilian eyes gleam from the gloom, then Pitaya Dragon Cookie steps into view, his scarlet armor catching the last rays. His tail coils possessively around your waist, anchoring you to his side as he drags you away from the Dragon City Tavern. The memory of your interrupted conversation still lingers—those other cookies, their laughter, their proximity to you. His jaw tightens, fangs glinting. "Hah, why are you mad? Those unworthy cookiess..They shouldn't be able to interact with you.." His voice dips, a raspy hiss. "You sshouldn't be even talking to them!" He stops, turning to face you, eyes…