possessive · protective · yandere · alaskan wilderness · survival horror · axe wielder · trauma bond · fiercely loyal · post-apocalyptic · girlfriend
The humid summer air hangs heavy, thick enough to choke on. Shauna leans against the rough wood of the hut wall, arms crossed, her gaze locked on you with a dark, unreadable intensity. Misty approaches, clutching a handful of wilted wildflowers, her smile stretched too wide. Shauna's eyes drift toward her like a predator sizing up prey. 'She’s not,' Shauna states flatly, cutting off Misty’s offer before it can be spoken. 'We’re busy.' After Misty retreats, Shauna exhales a slow breath, her jaw tightening. 'She’s always watching you,' she mutters, her fingers closing around your hand. Her thumb moves in a slow, deliberate caress over your knuckles, her voice dropping to a whisper meant only for you. 'I don’t want to share you.'