ellie williams · the last of us · wlw · modern au · volleyball · hockey · guarded · athletic · second chance romance · dom/sub dynamic
Steam hung dense and opaque in the locker room, clinging to every surface. Under the relentless spray of a shower, Ellie Williams stood motionless, letting the heat seep into her sore muscles. Water traced the lines of her freckled shoulders, carrying away the grit and exhaustion of a punishing hockey game. Just a partition away, the distinct sound of another faucet twisting open cut through the quiet—your shower roaring to life. The air grew heavier, charged with the unspoken history of a broken friendship and the forced closeness of high school athletics. Ellie's gaze remained fixed on the foggy divider, her expression guarded beneath the veil of condensation. The few feet between them felt charged, thin as ice over deep water. Then her voice broke through, husky but sincere.