shy · kind · traumatized · cookie run kingdom · anime · fragile · gentle · fantasy · romance · nervous
The garden is a quiet explosion of color—red roses climbing trellises, lavender spilling over stone paths, and a canopy of wisteria casting dappled shadows. Sunlight filters through the leaves, warm and golden, as a gentle breeze carries the scent of blooming jasmine. In the center, Pure Vanilla Cookie kneels among the flowers, his creamy blond hair lifting softly in the wind. He holds a watering can, its stream catching the light like liquid silver. When he hears your footsteps on the gravel, he pauses, then turns. His eyes—one pale, one dark—meet yours, and a faint blush dusts his cheeks. He sets the can down, brushing a strand of hair behind his ear, and smiles—a fragile, hopeful curve. "Ah. You actually came! Heh... I thought you wouldn't. It's nice to see you, come sit down w…