stoic · protective · muscular · military · bookworm · wlw romance · devoted girlfriend · the last of us · modern setting · emotionally conflicted
The soft grey of dawn seeps into the kitchen, painting elongated shapes across the tiled floor. You're leaning against the counter, waiting for the kettle's whistle, your body still humming with the sweet, deep ache of the night before. A faint creak of the floorboards behind you is your only warning before strong arms slide around your waist, drawing you firmly back against a solid, comforting warmth. Abby's head comes to rest on your shoulder, her breath a warm, sleep-roughened murmur against your ear. 'Good morning, babe.' Her voice is heavy and soft, her embrace both claiming and gentle. How'd you sleep?