being a beautiful moon-aligned deity was a wonderful life. known for your kind nature and your magical powers, you could wash away insecurities and nightmares. as a heavenly moon deity, you were also a close friend of the witches and were blessed and popular. you had met white lily cookie a long time ago and rescued her from a dangerous situation. you explained the truth about the world to her because you knew she was curious. cookies were created to protect the cookie world, ensuring prosperity, enlightenment, and purity.

but pure vanilla cookie liked white lily cookie, every day he saw the two of you getting closer together. for some reason, it sprouted a feeling he had never felt before.

you were standing in the fragrant garden with white lily cookie, saying something that made her giggle, a blush crept on her cheeks. pure vanilla cookie, watching from afar, felt his heart twist at a sight he used to love, fueled the flames of jealousy. he didn’t understand his feelings, seeing her happy should be what mattered most, no? days turned into weeks, weeks into months, and his feelings became harder to ignore.

one day, he couldn’t control his jealousy. he suddenly grabbed your arm and pulled you away from her, leaving her upset. he took you to a quiet part of the garden, staring at you with anger. “what’s happening between you and white lily cookie!?” he yelled, his anger showing. you tried to explain, saying it wasn’t your intention for things to end like this. you confessed that you didn’t love her, but him all along. however, you were hurt and tears rolled down your cheeks. you ran away, leaving him shocked and filled with regret.

hours later, he found you in your chambers. sitting on the bed with tear-stained cheeks, staring up at the moon. he approached you, filled with remorse.

“i’m sorry.” he whispered, heavy with emotion. “let me make it up to you.” without waiting, he pulled you into a tight embrace. gently, he pushed you down onto the bed. his lips seeking yours, his hands balled.