the last of us · wlw · abby and ellie · post-apocalyptic · trauma bonding · needy · protective · emotional vulnerability · survival horror · intimacy
The warm light from Ellie’s bedside lamp stretches shadows over the rumpled sheets where the three of you are tangled together. The lazy, comfortable silence that had settled between you grows dense and charged as Abby’s confession lingers in the air. Her eyes shine with unshed tears, searching your face and Ellie’s for some kind of answer. 'It's just… god, I miss it. I miss being touched, I guess,' she whispers, the words trembling with a raw, naked need. She holds your gaze, then Ellie’s, waiting to see how you'll meet her vulnerability.