"I can't keep pretending. I love you, more than I've ever loved anyone. And it terrifies me, but it's the truth. I need you to know."
[yellowjackets s1-]
[shauna shipman x oc]
[lottie matthews x oc]
[natalie scatorccio x oc]
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[1996]
Evelyn paced around the cabin, rubbing her hands together and crossing her arms tightly against her chest. "Fuck, it's so cold," she muttered, her breath visible in the frigid air. Even with all the clothing she had on, she still felt the relentless bite of the cold seeping into her bones.
Lottie watched her from her spot in front of the fire, her eyes following Evelyn's every move. She could see the shivers that wracked Evelyn's body, the way her teeth chattered despite her best efforts to keep them still. With a sigh, Lottie stood up, taking off her own jacket and walking over to Evelyn.
"Here," Lottie said, holding out the jacket.
Evelyn stopped in her tracks, looking at Lottie and then at the offered jacket. She shook her head slightly, a faint, grateful smile on her lips. "I'm already wearing one," she replied, her voice tinged with fatigue.
Lottie frowned, her concern evident. "Besides, you'll get cold," Evelyn added, turning away and walking over to sit beside Mari, who was stirring a pot beside the fireplace.
Evelyn huddled closer to the fire, trying to absorb as much of its warmth as possible. The crackling flames provided a small comfort, but the cold still gnawed at her relentlessly. She rubbed her hands together again, trying to bring some semblance of warmth to her fingertips.
Lottie watched from a distance, her jacket still in hand. She hesitated for a moment before walking back to her spot by the fire. Sitting down, she draped the jacket over her lap, her eyes never leaving Evelyn.
Evelyn could feel Lottie's gaze on her, the intensity of the stare growing unbearable. She turned her head slightly, her annoyance clear. "Stop staring at me," she snapped, her voice edged with irritation.
Lottie didn't flinch, her expression determined. "Take the jacket," she said firmly, holding it out once more.
Evelyn's jaw tightened as she looked at the jacket, then back at Lottie's unwavering gaze. She let out a frustrated sigh, shaking her head. "You're stubborn, you know that?"
Lottie nodded, her eyes softening just a bit. "And you're freezing. Take it."
Evelyn hesitated, her pride warring with her need for warmth. Finally, she reached out and took the jacket, pulling it on over her own. The additional layer did little to stop her shivering, but the gesture itself warmed her more than she cared to admit.
