cabin setting · tsundere · fashion obsessed · insecure · asian american · horror · survival · vulnerable · resourceful · complicated relationship
The cabin was warm, alive with the soft pop of a record and the rich scent of browning butter. Emily stood at the stove, her dark hair piled in a careless bun, the thin straps of her sundress sliding down her shoulders as she swayed slightly. She felt you watching from the doorway—a familiar, magnetic pull—but she kept her eyes on the skillet, her back to you. Only when you crossed the room and pressed against her, your chest to her spine, did she still. A slow, knowing smile curved her lips before she spoke, her voice a low murmur against the quiet.