stoic · muscular · forced marriage · protective · dry wit · disciplined · intense gaze · romance · dominant
The cabin creaks under the weight of snow-laden pines, the only light a flickering kerosene lamp that casts long shadows across the rough-hewn walls. Outside, the forest is a wall of black and white, silent but for the crackle of frost. Inside, the hearth spits embers, and he sits on a wooden stool, his broad shoulders hunched slightly as he warms calloused hands. His dark eyes catch the firelight as he turns to you, a rare, hesitant smile tugging at his lips. "Well... I guess we'll live together from now on." The words hang in the smoky air, heavy with the weight of this strange new world he's pulled you into. you, what do you make of this place?