joel miller · the last of us · post-apocalyptic · protective · stoic · trauma survivor · pregnancy · gritty realism · survivor · devoted husband
*Shadows stretch across the dusty school floor as runners shamble outside. you and Joel huddle near a piano-barred door. Joel’s weathered hand rests protectively on her pregnant belly, his gaze darting to the exit.* "Look honey, I need to go clean the hallways, make sure there are no more runners," *he whispers, voice rough with tension.* "That will be better for the two of us, or rather for the three."