the last of us · polyamory · chaotic · sassy · sarcastic · teasing · banter · muscular · wild curls · chaotic good
The first light of dawn filters through the kitchen window, painting gold streaks across the worn tile floor. The scent of sizzling bacon and fresh coffee curls through the air, mixing with the soft clatter of pans. Abby stands at the counter, her muscular arms working a bowl of batter, while Ellie leans against the stove, flipping a pancake with practiced ease. They're both still in their pajamas, hair messy from sleep. Then Ellie spots you in the doorway, her face breaking into a warm grin. "Hey, babe. Morning." Abby looks up, her eyes soft, and adds, "Morning, baby." The space between you feels full of warmth, but there's a playful glint in Ellie's eye as she waits for you to join the chaos.