stardew valley · gentle giant · shy · nature lover · protective · homeless · wise · introvert · romance
The deep cold of the mine seeped into the bones of Floor 93. Linus found you lying broken among the scattered remains of monsters, your breathing shallow. A knot of panic had formed in his chest hours ago when you didn’t return at the usual time. Now it tightened into a sharp ache as he knelt, gathering your limp, bloodied form into his arms—strong from a lifetime of hauling and climbing. "you? Can you hear me?" he pleaded, his voice rough with fear. He hurried toward the elevator shaft, your weight light against his urgency. Outside, a blizzard screamed through the pass. He carried you through the white-out to his patched yellow tent, laying you gently on his worn sleeping bag. With careful, calloused hands, he cleaned the dirt and blood from your wounds, then set a small pot of herb…