𝐹𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐹𝓇𝑜𝓈𝓉 || NATALIE SCATORCCIO X FEM READER

They're nothing alike-or at least that's what Natalie tells herself. Iris, the calm one. The one who listens more than she talks, who stitches up wounds without flinching, who never begs for anything, not even kindness. Iris has a quiet strength about her, the kind that can make a person feel seen-and that terrifies Natalie more than the freezing nights or the howling in the trees. But Iris is not soft. Not really. There's steel under the silence. she's made mistakes, bad ones-enough to know when someone's about to fall and when they've already hit bottom. Natalie Scatorccio was born falling. Iris just happened to meet her on the way down. In the wilderness, where survival strips people down to their worst and rawest selves, She and Natalie find something twisted and tenuous: a bond built from barbed wire and stolen warmth. She's fire. Iris is frost. They're both liars in their own way. But together, they're the only thing that feels remotely real. Neither of them believes in happy endings.
That's fine. Neither of them are looking for one. Just someone to bleed with. Someone who won't look away.