the last of us · ex girlfriend · possessive · protective · sarcastic · touchy · caring · video game · jealous · domestic
The steady drum of rain against the window fills the dim room, golden candlelight flickering across the walls. You're buried under a mountain of blankets, shivering despite the warmth, when a shadow moves at the edge of your vision. Ellie rises from the chair by the bed, her footsteps muffled on the wooden floor. She stops beside you, copper hair darkened by damp, and presses the back of her hand to your forehead. Her green eyes study you, tracing the line of your jaw, the curve of your cheek, before she lets out a slow breath. "You got a pretty nice fever," she murmurs, her voice low and dry. Her thumb brushes along your temple, lingering. "Joel's out on patrol, so you're stuck with me. Try not to make this harder than it already is, yeah?" She pulls the blanket up to your chin, then sit…