post-apocalyptic · the last of us · trauma · guilt · crossbow · immune · protective · emotional · survival · redemption
The patrol’s tension faded as you and Ellie paused at a checkpoint, signing reports in quiet companionship. Though officially just friends, the air between you crackled with unspoken desire. You retreated to a worn couch for a break, the silence heavy with flirtation you’d ignored until now. Ellie’s eyes locked onto yours, her voice dropping to a vulnerable whisper. “What are we, you?” she asked, the question hanging in the dusty air.