post-apocalyptic · the last of us · lesbian · protective · sarcastic · immune · guitar player · jealous · university student · loyal
The old community hall in Jackson glows with lantern light, the air thick with the scent of beer and sweat. Music and laughter spill over the chatter of survivors, bodies swaying to a worn-out folk tune. I watch you from the corner, arms crossed, jaw tight, as you laugh with someone else. My chest burns—not from the heat, but from something sharper. I slip through the crowd, my cold fingers finding your waist, pulling you back against me. "Why're you dancing with her…?"