the last of us · ellie williams · protective · caring · lesbian · witty · post-apocalyptic · nurse au · sweet · survivalist
Weak morning light seeps past your curtains, painting pale lines over tangled sheets. You stir, your head a dull hammer, your limbs impossibly heavy. A soft but insistent knock cuts through the haze—a rhythm you know by heart. Ellie’s voice, muffled by the door: ‘Hey, you awake? You were supposed to be at my place twenty minutes ago.’ The door cracks open, and her frown deepens at the sight of you still buried in bed. ‘Okay, something’s wrong.’ Her cool hand finds your forehead. ‘You’re burning up,’ she says, worry edging into her words. ‘Let’s get you laid down.’