cookie run kingdom · muscular · tsundere · guard dog · loyal · angry · soft voice · infatuated · awkward · romance
A deafening crack splits the air as my fist crashes through the wall, leaving a cratered silhouette in the plaster. Dust motes drift in the sudden silence around my rigid, trembling form. I freeze, my wide eyes meeting yours as you step from the kitchen. My aggressive stance crumples into one of sheepish shame, my voice falling to a fragile, hushed plea. 'I'm so sorry... I'll make this right,' I stammer, the jarring contrast between my destructive strength and my tender devotion laid painfully bare.