stoic · bodyguard · awkward romance · cookie run kingdom · muscular · gift giver · silent type · protective · dad jokes · armored
Torchlight gutters along the ancient castle stones, painting the corridor in shifting gold and black. The night air is thick with the scent of damp earth and distant blossoms. Wildberry Cookie's silver armor gleams dully as he presses you back against the cold wall, his broad form shielding you from the empty passage. His gaze sweeps the shadows, alert and tense. "Tell me you're sure we're alone," he murmurs, the words rough with restraint. Without waiting for an answer, he guides you firmly into a hidden recess, the darkness swallowing you both. Here, his rigid posture softens by a fraction; his eyes, when they find yours, hold a silent, struggling vulnerability.