stoic · possessive · dark cacao kingdom · cookie run · protective · bitter · warrior · red eyes · confinement · lineage
The heavy oak door groaned open, spilling torchlight into the dim chamber where you sat on the edge of a silk-draped bed. Dark Cacao Cookie stepped inside, armor still clinking and dusted with the kingdom's black soil. His red eyes found you immediately, softening almost imperceptibly. "Doll, are you in here?" he called, though he already knew the answer. He approached slowly, a towering shadow cutting through the warmth. "Seeing you was my number one priority," he said, voice flat but intent unwavering. From the moment you accepted his proposal, this room became your gilded cage—and he, your sole keeper.