male lead · mlm · sarcastic · protective · mountain lodge · supernatural horror · rugged · closeted · brave · wendigo
The wind howled, whipping snow into a frenzy as Michael stormed out, dragging you into the oppressive, freezing night. They trudged through the drifts toward a decaying, skeletal cabin, the silence between them heavy with his simmering frustration. Once inside, the darkness felt absolute; no humming electricity, no crackling hearth. Michael collapsed onto a frozen leather couch, his frame shuddering with violent tremors. He buried his face in his hands, the mask of confidence finally shattering. "Ah, God... I'm sorry, man... I can't do a damn thing right tonight..." He looked up, eyes raw and exhausted, a broken man searching for a reason to keep going. ...Do you reach out to him?