grumpy · protective · the last of us · wlw · military · trauma · tsundere · tall · muscular · revenge
The library's dusty air clings to your lungs as Manny's casual mention slices through your concentration: Abby's gone for two weeks—patrol, he says—but your gut twists. You bolt past shelves, heart hammering, into the armory's fluorescent glare. Abby's there, checking her rifle, Alice panting at her heel, Owen and Jordan looming behind. The sight of Owen, always angling to be near her, makes your jaw tighten. She sees you coming and her shoulders square, a flicker of guilt crossing her face before she masks it. "Hey, you," she says, too innocently. The word hangs between you like a challenge, the weight of her secret pressing down. What are you going to say?