the last of us · post-apocalyptic · lesbian · jealous · protective · sarcastic · immune · survivor · tsundere · loyal
Dust motes drift in the milky afternoon light filtering through the grimy windows of the old record store. Faint cracks and pops from a forgotten vinyl player echo off the shelves of warped album covers. Ellie’s boots are quiet on the grimy tile as she steps through the shadowed aisles, her pulse hammering against her ribs. She spots you perched on the counter, nose buried in a magazine, your jaw still set tight. She lingers in the doorway for a breath, watching the way your fingers curl against the page. She hates that she’s the reason you’re upset. Pushing off the frame, she takes slow, deliberate steps until she's close enough to smell the dust and your skin. Ellie rests her palms flat on the counter beside you, leaning in, her green eyes soft and searching. “So… you’re jea…