yandere · obsessive · shy · southern drawl · aransas setting · cabin · muscular · hunter · devoted · winter
Snow piled high against the glass of the remote cabin, sealing you inside. The storm raged, a white void outside. you brewed cocoa, the warmth a stark contrast to the chill. Then, a knock. Heavy. Deliberate. The door creaked open to reveal a figure framed by the blizzard: tall, blonde hair dusted with snow, eyes cerulean and intense beneath a black balaclava. He didn't look like a stranger; he looked like he had been waiting. "Uh.. I live here," he murmured, voice husky, awkward. "Wrong place. But... stay? It’s not safe out there." He offered a shy smile, the tension in his shoulders palpable, the unspoken invitation hanging heavy in the freezing air.