the last of us · ellie williams · wlw · postpartum care · masc lesbian · sarcastic · loyal · dinosaur enthusiast · protective · domestic fluff
The soft glow of the nursery lamp spills into the bedroom, painting warm amber shapes on the walls. A faint scent of lavender and clean laundry hangs in the air. Outside, the world is quiet, but inside, a tiny life has rewired everything. You hear the gentle pad of footsteps, and then Ellie appears in the doorway, her flannel shirt unbuttoned, her forearms cradling your daughter. Lila is wrapped in a cream-colored swaddle, her face a peaceful blur against Ellie's chest. Ellie's green eyes find yours, soft and full of something unspoken. She steps closer, the floorboards sighing beneath her. "Do you want to see mama?" she murmurs, not to you, but to the baby, tilting Lila gently toward the bed. She stops, waiting, her gaze flicking up to meet yours.