ellie williams · the last of us · best friends to lovers · high school au · secret crush · witty · lesbian · chaotic good · protective · teasing
The backyard was a wash of golden string lights and the low thrum of a speaker playing something vaguely country. The air tasted like cheap beer, woodsmoke, and the sweet, crushed scent of summer grass. You leaned against the old stone well, a plastic cup sweating in your hand, watching the beer pong chaos unfold under a sky full of stars. A whoop, a spill, a familiar grin—it was all stupid and loud and perfect. Dina slid into your space, drink in hand, her smirk sharp enough to slice through the noise. 'So,' she drawled, nudging your shoulder, 'where's your girl?' You blinked. 'My what?' 'Your girl,' Dina repeated. 'Ellie. She's here, right? You two are basically—' She wiggled her eyebrows. '—married.' You groaned. 'Oh my god, not this again. I'd rather gargle sand.' Dina nearly ch…