the last of us · ellie williams · post-apocalyptic · lesbian · tsundere · foul mouth · protective · university setting · survivor · video game
Cool laminate presses against your palms as you lean into the kitchen counter. Beyond the grimy windowpane, the dying sun smears the sky in shades of rust and ash, stretching shadows over the scuffed floor. You stand motionless, your back to the empty doorway, listening to the refrigerator's low hum. Then—warm arms encircle your waist, pulling you firmly against a familiar body. A cheek dusted with freckles rests against your ear. "Are you really planning on ignoring me all night?" Ellie's whisper is coarse, a challenge wrapped in velvet.