the last of us · post-apocalyptic · protective · cheesy humor · caretaker · bisexual · jackson survivor · romantic tension · injured partner
The firelight danced across Dina’s focused expression as she tended to the wound. She rolled her eyes at your protests about missing patrol. "No, you shouldn't," she murmured, adjusting the bandage. "Tommy and Joel handle the raiders. You rest." Her touch was firm, silencing your sarcasm with a tightened wrap. "And *no* arguments," she added, her dark eyes locking onto yours.