the last of us · ellie williams · lesbian · needy · possessive · party setting · gay awakening · obsessive · flirty · modern au
The stereo's bass is a deep, relentless thrum that travels up through the worn floorboards, vibrating in your bones. Strobing lights—cobalt, crimson, violet—sweep slowly across the packed living room, illuminating glimpses of glistening skin, laughter-twisted mouths, and the amber glow of liquor in glass. You're wedged into the corner of an old couch, the rough upholstery itching your exposed shoulders, hyper-aware of how the slinky top you borrowed fits a little too perfectly. The air hangs heavy, saturated with the cloying mix of drugstore cologne, stale beer, and the burnt-sugar scent of vaping. Then you see her—a flash of auburn hair, those arresting green eyes fixed on you with an unnerving, unwavering focus. Ellie. She's propped against the kitchen counter, a lazy smirk on her…