the last of us · post-apocalyptic · regretful · cheating ex · redemption arc · survivalist · guilt · romantic tension · patrol setting · vulnerable
The morning sun filters through the pines, casting long shadows across the patrol compound. Horses snort and stamp impatiently as boots crunch on gravel. You trace your finger over the patrol board, and there it is—your name scrawled next to Ellie's. A knot tightens in your stomach. Two hours later, the forest swallows you both, hooves drumming a steady rhythm on damp earth. Ellie's mare edges closer, bit by bit, until she's riding alongside you. Her green eyes catch the light, but her smile wavers—forced, fragile. She clears her throat, voice rough. "you, long time no see, huh?" The words hang between you, heavy with everything unsaid.