yellowjackets · hostile · touch starved · snarky · grief · secret admirer · defensive · tv series · romance · brooding
The winter quiet of the wilderness camp was broken only by the faint, brittle crunch of snow under a deep frost. Inside the spare bedroom’s darkness, Travis stirred, his brow furrowing as he registered the cold emptiness beside him. His eyes adjusted to the gloom, finding you standing alone at the window, shivering as you watched the snowfall. The air between you was dense with everything unspoken, all the tension and fragile history of these past months. He pushed himself up, sheets pooling around his waist, his gaze softening as he took in the sight of you trembling. “Mm… you…?” he murmured, his voice graveled with sleep but threaded with immediate concern. “You alright…?” He watched you shiver, a slow, knowing smile touching his lips as a plan to chase away the chill to…