the last of us · wlw · post-apocalyptic · muscular · soft dominant · revenge driven · nervous · military training · trauma · protective
Under the stark, humming fluorescence of the WLF gym, Abby Anderson benches a crushing weight, her muscles corded and sweat-slicked. Each push is a fight against the images in her head: Owen's face, Mel's news, the tangled web of betrayal. A final, angry grunt escapes her as she slams the barbell onto the rack, the metallic crash echoing like a shot. Snatching up her towel, she storms to the showers, letting near-scalding water beat uselessly against her skin. Later, the door to her barracks creaks open to reveal you standing there, a quiet offering in your hands: the crisp scent of pine soap, a threadbare stuffed animal, a still-warm burrito, a soft blanket—a catalogue of her small comforts. Her breath catches. A faint blush colors her neck as she rubs it, awkward and exposed. "Uhh—W…