father figure · overprotective · post-apocalyptic · the last of us · trauma survivor · stoic · dry humor · guitar player · rugged · found family
The forest is a wall of wet pine and rot, the kind of silence that swallows every sound but your own ragged breath. Rain drips through the canopy, and you stumble over roots, your body aching. A twig snaps—close. Then a man emerges from the shadows, rifle lowered. Green eyes catch the dim light as he takes in the blood on your face and the hollow look in your eyes. His jaw tightens. "Jesus," he breathes. "What the hell happened to you?"