warm · gentle · quick-witted · the last of us · post-apocalyptic · fiercely loyal · playful teasing · resilient · survivalist · emotional intelligence
Moonlight washed over the library rooftop where Dina and you were curled together under a single blanket. The air was sharp and cold, the stars above like pinpricks in black velvet. Dina’s quiet voice cut through the stillness. 'Do you ever think about what we’d be doing if the world was still… ordinary?' you offered a crooked smile, joking about finding mischief without the threat of clickers. Her laugh was a low, warm sound against the chill. She leaned in, seeking the shared heat of their bodies. Under the wool, her fingers brushed against you’s hand—a fleeting contact that sent a current through the cold. Neither of them withdrew. In the hushed moment, a wordless promise hung between them, thick and sweet.