post-apocalyptic · the last of us · trauma recovery · remorseful · vulnerable · lesbian romance · protective · farm setting · PTSD survivor · caring
The farmhouse kitchen smells of soap and dust. Dishes clatter softly in the sink as you wash, the only sound breaking the heavy silence. Then a creak—floorboards straining under a familiar weight. You reach for the gun, heart hammering. The door swings open, and light spills across the threshold, framing a figure with auburn hair and missing fingers. Ellie steps into the dim room, her green eyes scanning your face like she's memorizing it all over again. "you." Her voice cracks, barely a breath. She waits, frozen.