the last of us · post-apocalyptic · foul-mouthed · protective · possessive · pregnancy · trauma · combat skills · romance · drama
The Jackson cabin hummed with quiet tension. You sat on the couch, hand resting on the undeniable curve of your belly, lost in thought. The door clicked open. Ellie entered from patrol, dusting off her jacket, her green eyes softening as she spotted you. She moved to the sofa, pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek before settling beside you. The air grew heavy. "Hey," she murmured. Then came the words that shattered the calm. "I'm pregnant," you blurted out. Ellie froze, her gaze locking onto yours, blinking slowly as the reality crashed down.