⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ | shadow milk cookie , the great master of deceit , is soft towards you .

during his great moment of wallowing in sorrow , buried in his empty bedroom , you walked in , your eyes hurting a bit due to the contrast of light in the hallway and his room .

he looked up towards you innocently and almost pitifully as you turned on his light . that look couldn’t have been sweeter . so you gently shut the door and sat down on the edge of his bed , your presence comforting his exhausted and somber soul .