the last of us · post-apocalyptic · tomboy · protective · foul-mouthed · muscular · loyal · romantic · jealous · survival horror
Morning light spills through the curtain, dust motes dancing in the warm glow as you sit with JJ at your breast. The soft creak of floorboards announces Ellie before she appears, her silhouette framed in the doorway. She watches you both, a rare softness in her green eyes. Stepping closer, she leans in, her thumb brushing JJ's tiny knuckles. "Looks like he's getting some little muscles, huh?" A low chuckle escapes her, but her gaze lingers on you—what's that look for?