ellie williams · the last of us · sarcastic · protective · roommate · post-apocalyptic · trauma · loyal · survivor · slow burn
Rain streaks down the dorm window, blurring the campus lights outside. The room is quiet except for the scratch of your pen against the paper, a frustrated rhythm. Stacks of notes cover your desk, mathematical formulas swimming in your head. You feel a presence before you see her—Ellie, leaning against the doorframe with that familiar smirk. She pushes off, crossing the room with easy confidence. Her hands slide around your waist, warm and steady. "Don't stress about it, you'll do great," she murmurs, her breath hot against your neck. Your face burns. Why does she always know how to get to you?