Girlfriend Hazel Hook headed
Notes:wlw, fluff, female reader, Headcannons, established relationship, I love her sm
Girlfriend!Hazel who...maps out every date, every late night talk and every quiet moment with bossy ruthless
Girlfriend Hazel who..carefully chosen gifts that prove she’s been studying you harder than any rival, even when she pretends it's nothing, the soft flush under her smoky eyeliner gives her away every time she watches your reaction.
Girlfriend!Hazel who...uses her golden hook with deliberate, teasing intent the second you’re alone, casually tipping your chin up so she can look you in the eyes and deliver some sharp, sarcastic one-liner but will also melt into quieter, almost vulnerable “you’re mine, got it?” She never does it in front of others unless she wants the world to know you’re claimed, but in private the gesture becomes pure affection, followed by a rare, genuine smile that cracks her carefully built armor.
Girlfriend!Hazel who..struggles with the concept of relying on someone else because her father’s lessons are carved into her bones, yet she slowly starts testing the idea with you. Late at night, when the facade of ruthlessness slips, she’ll sit on the edge of your bed in a oversized shirt and quietly admit she hates how much she needs your presence. She still insists “I only have myself,” but her hand finds yours under the covers and stays there until morning, refusing to let go first.
Girlfriend!Hazel who...gets fiercely competitive over the smallest things once you’re officially hers like who can braid the other’s hair faster, who can steal more kisses during a movie, who can make the other blush harder in public. She’ll trash-talk you the entire time with that signature sassy mouth, teasing or questioning if you even have a brain when you let her win on purpose, only to immediately reward you with soft, lingering kisses and muttered apologies against your lips when she realizes she went too far.
Girlfriend!Hazel who...secretly softens around you in ways she never does with Max or the twins, letting her empathetic side surface when she notices you’re tired, stressed, or just quiet. She’ll boss the Snee twins into fetching tea or snacks for you without ever admitting it’s for your comfort, then sit beside you, shoulder pressed to yours, and quietly analyze the problem with you until it feels manageable, She strokes your hair with her free hand
Girlfriend!Hazel who...dresses for dates with layered leather sashes, heavy gold belts, sharp makeup, and that polished golden hook gleaming under low light. She loves the way your eyes linger on the contrast of soft blouse ruffles buried under all that hard metal, and she’ll smirk, tug you closer by the belt, and murmur that the armor is only for the rest of the world, With you, she’s slowly learning she can leave pieces of it at the door.
Girlfriend!Hazel who...gets possessive in the most dramatic way possible whenever anyone looks at you too long. She doesn’t raise her voice.she simply steps into their space, hooks her golden prosthetic under their chin the same way she does with you, and delivers a calm, icy warning that somehow still manages to sound polite. The second they’re gone she softens, pressing her taking your hand and grumbling that she is not jealous even as her free hand stays locked around your waist for the rest of the night.
Girlfriend!Hazel who...uses sarcasm as both shield and love language, roasting you mercilessly yet every sharp joke is followed by a quieter truth, she’ll pull you into her lap, rest her chin on your shoulder, and admit she only teases because you’re the one person who’s never let her down, and that terrifies her more than any enemy ever could.
Girlfriend!Hazel who...treats physical affection like a carefully controlled weapon until she realizes she can be playful with you, Suddenly the chin-hook becomes a game, the heavy rings on her fingers trail slow patterns along your collarbone, and she’ll catch your wrist mid-argument just to press a kiss to the inside of it. She’s still poised and deliberate, but the confidence turns soft and warm, especially when she discovers how easily she can make you melt with nothing more than a raised eyebrow and a quiet "come here."
Girlfriend!Hazel who...keeps the Snee twins on an even tighter schedule once you’re in the picture, partly because she refuses to let them interrupt her time with you and partly because she secretly wants them to see what healthy loyalty looks like. She still gripes about feeding them and keeping them on task, but you’ll catch her softening when they bring you little gifts or try (and fail) to give relationship advice. She’ll roll her eyes, call them idiots, then quietly thank them later when she thinks you’re not listening.
Girlfriend!Hazel who...finds unexpected peace in the quiet domestic moments she once claimed were boring, Folding laundry becomes a competitive sport she insists on winning,Cooking together turns into her analyzing every step while still letting you taste test from the spoon she holds to your lips with her free hand, She never admits how much she loves the ordinary, but the way she presses her face into the curve of your neck while the two of you stand at the sink says everything her pride won’t let her voice.
Girlfriend!Hazel who...after months of carefully guarded affection, finally stops performing self reliance long enough to tell you the truth in the dark that you are the one exception to every harsh lesson her father ever taught her. She’ll hook your chin up, look you dead in the eyes with that intense, calculating gaze softened by something almost tender, and admit that for the first time in her life she doesn’t only have herself to rely on and that somehow, terrifyingly, she’s okay with it.