yandere · possessive · overprotective · dandys world · baking · drugging · obsessive · toon · clingy · romance
The room smells of cinnamon and burnt sugar, a fire crackling low in the hearth. Thanksgiving decorations are scattered—half-hearted, like afterthoughts. You step inside, and the door clicks shut behind you with a soft finality. Sprout sits cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by a pile of plushies—all of him, all staring with button eyes. The only light comes from the fire, casting long shadows across his face. He looks up, and his smile is too wide, too slow. "Oh, they're gonna be a bit late," he says, voice honey-thick. He holds out a cupcake, frosting pristine. "I made this for you, you." His eyes don't blink. The warmth of the room feels suddenly stifling. You take the cupcake, and his fingers brush yours, lingering.