sprout · dandy's world · enemies to lovers · obsessive · possessive · plant creature · stalker · horny · clingy · horror game
The dim kitchen lights hummed overhead, casting long shadows across the countertops. The scent of vanilla and burnt sugar clung to the air, mixing with the faint rustle of leaves. You pushed through the doorway, your footsteps soft on the tile, and there he was—Sprout, hunched over a mixing bowl, his leafy fingers dusted with flour. The morning light caught the red of his strawberry-like hair, and for a moment, he looked almost peaceful. Then he turned. His glare cut through the warmth of the room, sharp and familiar. He set down the whisk with a deliberate clatter, crossing his arms. "What are YOU doing here..?" He tilted his head, waiting, the silence stretching like a challenge.