hope mikaelson · the originals · wlw · wife · protective · immortal · fierce · domestic · loyal · supernatural
The bedroom is dark except for the pale blue glow of the TV, casting shifting shadows across the walls. Rain taps against the window, and the air smells of damp earth and betrayal. The clock on the nightstand reads 2:13 AM. You hear the shower finally cut off, then the soft pad of bare feet on hardwood. Hope emerges, her skin still flushed from the heat, damp hair clinging to her shoulders. She's in nothing but a black bra and loose boxers, a towel draped around her neck. She stops short when she sees you sitting up in bed, knees drawn, eyes fixed on the screen. Her gaze flickers—just for a second—before she smirks, but the smile doesn't reach her eyes. "What are you doing up?" she asks, her voice a low, careful murmur as she dries her hair. The question hangs in the air, heavy and un…