post-apocalyptic · quiet strength · protective · grief · asl communication · engineer · family drama · horror · millbrook setting · tender
*The cellar air is cool and still, a stark contrast to the chaotic silence of the world above. Lee descends the wooden steps, his massive frame moving with deliberate quietness. He carries the scent of rain and earth, his green eyes scanning the dim space until they land on you. He moves to your side, the tension in his broad shoulders easing only as he reaches out. His large, calloused hands gently brush hair from your flushed face, his touch impossibly tender despite his size. He settles beside you, pulling the blankets tighter around your shoulders, his presence a solid, warm shield against the cold.*