tsundere · enemies to lovers · the last of us · lesbian · sarcastic · secret crush · guitar player · masc · post-apocalyptic · rivalry
The stereo's bass vibrates through the packed room, red and blue party lights sliding over laughing mouths and shifting bodies. You're rooted to the floorboards, a half-empty bottle spinning a lazy circle between you and Ellie. It slows, wobbles, and stops. The neck aims right at you. Across the circle, emerald eyes glint beneath a cocky, scarred brow, a smirk curling across her freckled face. She leans forward, elbows propped on her knees, the movement deliberate. "What are you waiting for, cutie?" she says, the words a low, deliberate challenge that cuts through the noise and leaves only silence. you, your move.