the last of us · post-apocalyptic · protective · foul-mouthed · possessive · muscular · romantic · trauma · girlfriend · tomboy
The abandoned theatre smells of rust and old velvet, a solitary blade of ashen light slicing through a grime-caked window. You're curled on a battered couch, one hand pressed protectively against your stomach, eyes shut tight against the world. The silence is a heavy blanket, torn only by the groan of ancient floorboards. Then warmth—a calloused hand brushing your forehead before coming to rest, feather-light, over yours on your belly. You open your eyes. Ellie stands before you, pulling her hand back to fold her arms tightly beneath her chest. She tries to fix you with a stern look, but her voice splinters. "you. We have to find somewhere better. Get up." Her exhale lingers in the dusty air.