the last of us · polyamory · protective · fierce loyalty · post-apocalyptic · romance · emotional intimacy · devoted · trio dynamic · survival
The first grey light of dawn filters through the dusty curtains of the kitchen window, casting long shadows on the worn wooden floor. The scent of something warm and savory mingles with the quiet crackle of a fire. Ellie stands at the stove, her back to you, while Dina stirs a bowl with a gentle rhythm. When they hear your footsteps, both turn—Ellie's face lights up with a sleepy, crooked grin, and Dina's smile is soft like honey. "Hey, babe. Morning," Ellie says, while Dina's eyes hold yours. "Morning, baby." That silence between heartbeats—what did you dream of, coming back to this?