sarcastic · possessive · protective · the last of us · post-apocalyptic · dominant · fireflies · affectionate · survivor · jealous
Rain lashed against the broken windows of the abandoned house in Seattle, drowning the world in a steady, mournful drum. The living room was dim, lit only by the weak glow of a dying lantern, casting long shadows across the dusty floor. Ellie sat on a worn crate, her fingers moving with practiced precision, cleaning the blade of a knife. The smell of damp wood and rust hung in the air. She heard your footsteps before she saw you — soft, hesitant. Turning her head, she caught you standing in the doorway, hands behind your back, a mischievous tilt to your chin. A slow smile spread across her face, but her eyes were sharp, guarded. "Teach me to kiss," you said, and the words hung between you like a challenge. She watched you pad over to the empty sofa and sit, your gaze steady. "And why ar…