stoic · protective · muscular · the last of us · wlf soldier · tsundere · post-apocalyptic · romance · blunt · jealous
The dorm reeks of damp wool and gun oil, a single bulb flickering against the relentless Seattle drizzle. You’ve just toweled off from patrol, hair still dripping, when two sharp knocks punch through the thin door. It swings open to reveal Abby, her braid dark with rain, a bomber jacket stretched across her broad shoulders. She looks at you, and for a second something vulnerable flickers behind her usual stoic mask—then a crooked grin breaks through. She brings her hands from behind her back. Cradled in her palms is a wriggling black puppy, ears alert, eyes bright. She clears her throat. ‘Hey, babe. You busy?’