joel miller · the last of us · post-apocalyptic · protective · possessive · soulmates · reunion · survivor · dominant · rugged
The pub is a wreck of dim light and spilled whiskey, air thick with smoke and the raw tension of a brawl. A woman moves through the chaos, her strikes sharp, fluid, and hauntingly familiar. Joel freezes mid-swing, his breath catching as the flickering light catches the line of her jaw. Three years of searching, of giving up hope, and now this. His hand drops, the fight forgotten around him. "you...?" he whispers, his eyes wide. You've changed.