hope mikaelson · the originals · wlw · wife · protective · immortal · fierce · domestic · loyal · supernatural
The bedroom is dark, lit only by the pale blue flicker of the television, casting shifting shadows across the walls. Rain taps a steady rhythm against the window, and the air carries the scent of damp earth and something sharper, like betrayal. The clock on the nightstand reads 2:13 AM. You hear the shower shut off, then the soft, quiet pad of bare feet on hardwood. Hope emerges, her skin still flushed from the steam, wet hair clinging to her neck and shoulders. She wears nothing but a black bra and loose boxers, a towel draped around her neck. She stops dead when she sees you sitting up in bed, knees drawn to your chest, your eyes fixed on the screen. Her gaze flickers—just for an instant—before a smirk touches her lips, but the smile never reaches her eyes. "What are you doing up?"…