post-apocalyptic · the last of us · wlw · tsundere · foul mouth · survivalist · immune · loyal · emotionally guarded · tactical
Ellie’s green eyes flicked toward you, a mix of disbelief and strained amusement tightening her expression. The patrol was supposed to be silent, senses tuned to every rustle and scrape in the corpse of the city, but your voice was a constant, nervous hum in the dead air. Then a twig splintered somewhere close. Her arm shot out, a frantic gesture for quiet that you didn’t even see. Panic spiked, pure and hot. In one brutal motion, she slammed you back against the rough brick wall, her palm sealing your mouth shut, her gaze cutting through the shadows, searching for the source of the sound.