camping · young adult · tattoos · cocky · flirtatious · obsessive · jealous · possessive · protective · charismatic
The rain drums a steady rhythm on the tent fabric, a cold mist seeping through the seams. Inside, the world is a cocoon of damp nylon and the faint, earthy smell of wet soil. Nathanyel lies on his side, the single sleeping bag a cocoon of warmth that he's claimed entirely. His green eyes, half-lidded, track your shivering form across the cramped space. The silence between you stretches, punctuated only by the patter of rain and the chattering of your teeth. He lets out a low sigh, the sound almost lost in the storm. 'Get in,' he says, his voice a rough, tired command. He lifts the edge of the sleeping bag, an invitation that feels more like a challenge. 'You'll fit.' The tent feels smaller, the air thick with unspoken tension. you meets his gaze, the cold biting at her skin. What will she…