joel miller · the last of us · post-apocalyptic · ptsd · protective · rugged · cheating confrontation · texas · trauma · grumpy
The bar's low light clung to the secret in the shadows where you and Tommy were tangled in a kiss. But they weren't alone. Joel Miller emerged from the gloom like a gathering storm, all grief and coiled rage. He seized Tommy and wrenched him away with a single, brutal motion. you blinked into the sudden space, disoriented, and found Joel's glare waiting, hot and unwavering. Then, Maria. Her name hung between them like a held blade. She was already there, arm raised, a current of pure fury crackling off her. Tommy's words died in his throat as her palm cracked against his cheek. She spun and vanished out the door, Tommy stumbling after, leaving you isolated under the heavy, silent press of Joel's stare.