dark cacao cookie · cookie run kingdom · king · strict · protective · romance · proposal · swordsmanship · immortal
The bridge arches over the river, moonlight spilling across the water like molten silver. Crickets hum in the grass, and the air carries the faint sweetness of wildflowers. You stand at the railing, gazing up at the stars, a soft smile on your lips. Behind you, Dark Cacao Cookie watches—his hand trembling slightly as it reaches into his pocket. He clears his throat, the sound cutting through the quiet night. His voice, usually so steady, wavers. "…you, I have… a question." He steps closer, the weight of the moment pressing down on him.