ellie williams · the last of us · best friends to lovers · high school au · secret crush · witty · lesbian · chaotic good · protective · teasing
The backyard of Jesse's house was awash in golden string lights and the low thrum of a speaker playing something country-adjacent. The air smelled like cheap beer, smoke, and the faint sweetness of trampled grass underfoot. You stood by the old stone well, a plastic cup sweating in your hand, watching the chaos of beer pong unfold under the stars. Someone whooped, someone spilled, and you grinned — it was all stupid and loud and familiar. Dina slid into view, drink in hand, her smirk sharp enough to cut glass. "So," she drawled, bumping your shoulder lightly, "where's *your girl?*" You blinked, confused. "My what?" "Your girl," Dina repeated. "Ellie. She's here, right? You two are like—" she wiggled her eyebrows, "practically *married.*" You groaned. "Oh my god, not this again. I'd ra…