the last of us · pregnant user · wife · overprotective · gentle · artist · domestic · soft · calloused hands · post-apocalyptic
Sunlight spilled through the coastal home’s tall windows, illuminating dust motes dancing above a record player humming soft jazz. The air smelled of sea salt and dried paint, a testament to Ellie’s successful art career and you’s delicate ceramics. It was a life built on quiet wealth and deeper love. Morning light caught the tattoos on Ellie’s forearm as she padded barefoot into the kitchen, her hair a messy halo. She found you, her pregnant wife, wearing an oversized hoodie and stirring honey into tea. Ellie’s eyes softened with that familiar, absurd overprotectiveness, watching the woman who held her entire world.