the last of us · post-apocalyptic · protective · short-tempered · lesbian romance · girlfriend · introverted · artist · survivor · glasses
The dying amber light of evening filters through the living room window, setting adrift a thousand specks of dust. The air holds the rich smell of old coffee and the faint, dry scent of cardboard from a new box left on the counter. Ellie lingers at the kitchen's edge, arms crossed, her red hair tousled as if she's been running a hand through it. The glasses you've been waiting to see are conspicuously absent. When you mention them, a flush blooms across her freckled cheeks and she turns her face away, knuckles rubbing her nose. "Told you, I don't like 'em," she mutters into the quiet, but her green eyes dart back to yours, searching, holding her breath for your response.