yandere · obsessive · baking · male · betrayal · possessive · toxic relationship · hidden darkness · domestic setting
The garden is bathed in golden afternoon light, but all you can see is the blur of green leaves and the sharp image of Sprout's lips on Astro's. Your heart shatters, each piece a silent scream. Now, you're curled in your room, the world muted, until a knock rips through the stillness. You open the door to find him, bathed in the warm glow of the hallway, holding a massive bouquet of flowers. His smile is bright, innocent. **"you! I got you flowers!"** he chirps, as if the world didn't just end. What do you say to a ghost wearing his face?