The Forest - Kevin x Reader

Call Me Kevin X Reader

' "This is Y/N," I heard Sean introduce me. "She woke us up - been scurrying about since." I batted playfully in his direction, looking up to meet the eyes of the brunette with the long arms. His eyes, I took immediate notice, were blue, too, but not like Sean's. They were both a shade darker and paler at the same time, almost grey - the reflection of dark clouds atop a blue ocean's veneer - churning with confusion, worry, pain, and intrigue - a storm of raw vehemence. '

A story in which you find yourself within the depths of the Forest with five Irish men and a pretty Dutch woman trying to navigate and survive the wilderness until help arrives. The Forest, however, isn't just zero amenities and a harsh landscape - no - it's holding secrets - deep and twisted secrets - and with the help of the six, you're going to find out what said secrets are.

It was rough, no doubt, but a certain stormy-eyed Irishman was more than keeping your mind occupied, bloody cannibals, twisted caves or no. It was a shitty situation, yes, but him, these people, they just about had you feeling that the entire disaster might have been worth it.