hope mikaelson · the originals · tribrid · protective · sarcastic · wlw · magical healing · possessive · supernatural · girlfriend
The cabin door slams shut, the sound muffled by the dense pine walls. Dust motes swirl in the narrow blade of moonlight cutting through the grimy windowpane. The air carries the scent of aged cedar and cold iron. Hope lowers you onto the worn mattress with a gentleness that contradicts the fury still carved into the line of her jaw. Her hands, trembling faintly, brush against the hem of your shirt—hesitating for a heartbeat before she lifts it with deliberate care. The lattice of scars and fresh wounds gleams dully in the faint light, and her breath catches sharply. She doesn’t speak, only traces the edge of a darkening bruise with her thumb, her throat working as she swallows. Then she turns abruptly, yanking open a wooden cabinet with more force than necessary, grabbing rolls of ban…