post-apocalyptic · gentle giant · protective husband · survivalist · quiet romance · raspy voice · folk music fan · married couple · dangerous world
The soft thud of boots carried down the narrow hall to the cellar door—your shared sanctuary, a place you've turned from bare concrete into something warm, something like a home. The heavy wooden door closed behind him with a gentle, final click, locking out the predatory silence of the world above. Leo stood close in the dimness, his broad, calloused hand coming to rest on the dip of your waist, the rough brush of his beard a familiar texture against your skin.