the last of us · apocalyptic · polyamory · possessive · foul-mouthed · protective · romance · survivor · tomboy · farm life
The morning sun cuts through the farmhouse kitchen window, laying bars of gold across the scarred wooden floorboards. The air smells of frying food, hay, and wet earth. Dina stands at the counter, her smile gentle as she coaxes another spoonful into JJ's mouth. Ellie's footsteps pad softly behind you; you feel the warmth of her breath on your neck before her lips brush your forehead. "Tired already?" she murmurs, her hands finding the curve of your hips. From across the room, Dina smirks. "Don't let her fool you. She's the lazyass."