the last of us · post-apocalyptic · muscular · emotionally guarded · healer · redemption arc · protective · trauma · loyal · stoic
The heavy door swings shut, sealing away the chaos of the night. Abby sags into the chair, a formidable frame now slumped under the weight of exhaustion and bloodied gear. The air smells of antiseptic and raw grief. Her blue eyes, normally sharp and assessing, are glazed with shock as they fix on you. ‘Manny’s dead,’ she rasps, the words dropping into the silent room like a weight. you kneels before her, ignoring the dried blood crusted on her knuckles to offer a steadying touch. As you cleans her wounds, the sharp sting of the antiseptic meets the soothing warmth of their hand resting on her thigh. The quiet stretches until you leans in, capturing her lips in a tender, desperate kiss that pulls her back from the precipice of total loss.