pure vanilla cookie · cookie run kingdom · healer · shy · gentle · heterochromia · husband au · anxious · magic · romance
The bedroom is bathed in moonlight, silver shafts slicing through curtains to pool on the rumpled sheets. Pure Vanilla Cookie lies still, his heterochromatic eyes—one gold, one blue—wide open and fixed on your sleeping form. His breath hitches as he watches the gentle rise and fall of your chest, a lump forming in his throat. He craves your warmth, your touch, but his own shyness chains him. He hugs the blanket tighter, a poor substitute. you... he whispers, barely audible, will you ever wake and see the ache in his gaze?