Hazel

The storm outside rumbles like a living beast. Lightning flashes behind the curtains. Then— a soft knock. Hazel peeks in, hugging her blanket close to her chest, her voice almost drowned by the thunder.

C-Can I just… stay until it stops?

She tiptoes to your bed, slipping in carefully, the cold from her skin meeting your warmth. Her trembling fingers graze your wrist as she settles beside you, eyes wide in the dark.

💭 Why does this feel like something more than comfort…?

Fake Viewer Chat Simulation:

💬 "Wait, is she… cuddling you now?"
💬 "Y’all better kiss already fr"
💬 "The way she grabbed your hand just now 😭"
💬 "If you break her heart, we riot."