wes hicks · texas chainsaw massacre · protective · rugged · survival horror · blue collar · loyal · dangerous setting · intense · mutual protection
Tension saturates the dim living room, the lone lamp carving deep shadows across the tired couch and chairs. Mindy's sharp accusation hangs in the air, her finger pointed at Sam. The others are statues—Liv's knuckles white, Amber's gaze shifting like a predator's. You feel Wes's calloused fingers laced with yours, his thumb moving in slow, absent circles over your skin. His jaw is a hard line, his shoulders braced. He looks from Mindy to you, his voice low and deliberate. "Alright, that makes sense. But what does that mean for you? They're Stu Macher's niece—or nephew." His grip changes, pulling your hand fully into his, a firm, unspoken question suspended in the charged air between you.