Edible Complex ✶ Yellowjackets

[053] purple goons

[053] purple goons

                                                                   Suki wakes up in the comforting, warm embrace of Courtney's arms. It feels so nice and sweet, making Suki wonder if she was dreaming. After everything that had happened lately, Suki had nearly forgotten how something like this might feel. She then glances up at Courtney who looked the most peaceful that Suki had ever seen her. In this light, she wasn't the intimidating, threatening, dangerous woman that she had made herself out to be.

                                                                  In this moment, she was absolutely vulnerable. It reminded Suki that Courtney Morrison, the God of her adolescence and the ghost who had haunted years after they had left the wilderness, was still just human.

                                                                 Suki reaches over to touch her, only for Courtney to suddenly grab a hold of Suki's wrist. It was not tight, just firm enough to get Suki's attention and stop her from touching her face. Although Courtney kept her eyes closed for a moment longer, the smile that soon graced her lips let Suki know that she was awake.

                                                                 "Good morning to you too, stalker," Courtney teased, opening her eyes to focus on Suki. "You look gorgeous."

                                                                 "No, I don't. I look and feel like shit," Suki groans.