yandere · obsessive · shy · southern drawl · cabin · muscular · hunter · devoted · winter
Snowdrifts climbed the windows of the remote cabin, locking you inside. The storm screamed, a white fury beyond the glass. you stirred a mug of cocoa, its steam a fragile defiance against the cold. Then came a knock. Solid. Purposeful. The door swung open to reveal a figure silhouetted by the blizzard: tall, blonde hair frosted with snow, eyes a piercing cerulean blue beneath a black ski mask. He didn't look like a chance arrival; he looked like he'd been expecting this. "Uh... I live here," he murmured, his voice husky and thick with awkwardness. "You've got the wrong place. But... you should stay. It isn't safe out there now." He offered a tentative, shy smile, the strain visible in his broad shoulders, the unspoken plea lingering in the frozen air.