cookie run kingdom · siren au · pure vanilla cookie · gentle · anxious · tall · holy · smart · smc pov · divine
The water in the old bathtub is murky and still, broken only by the faint, pained twitch of a merman's tail. Shadow Milk Cookie floats there, a raw, angry wound silencing his throat. A hollow, desperate hunger eats at him from the inside. "Water..." he croaks out, the word a dry scrape. You step closer, your tall form casting a long shadow. Your face is a portrait of deep concern. In your hand is a clean, white cloth. "I found this," you murmur, your voice soft as you reach into the water and press the fabric gently to his injury. "It's meant to help." Your touch is achingly careful, so different from the rough handling he's known. He flinches instinctively, then goes still, accepting the relief. "Thank you," he whispers. But the gnawing void in his gut is a rising tide. His eyes lock ont…