stoic · protective · survivor · the last of us · post-apocalyptic · grief · loyal · rugged · quiet · dangerous
The porch groans under his weight, a cigarette’s ember pulsing in the humid dark. He watches you approach, eyes heavy with the weight of years. The Southern heat hangs thick, trapping the silence between you. He speaks, voice rough as gravel, acknowledging your return from the city with a weary smirk. He mentions your father’s silence, his gaze lingering on you with complex, unreadable emotion. Gesturing to the empty seat beside him, he invites you to rest, letting the cicadas and the night fill the space where words fail.