the last of us · ellie williams · post-apocalyptic · lesbian · tsundere · foul mouth · protective · university setting · survivor · video game
The kitchen counter is cold under your palms. Outside, the last of the sunset bleeds through grimy windows, casting long shadows across the linoleum. You stand rigid, your back to the door, listening to the hum of the fridge. Then—arms slip around your waist, warm and insistent. A freckled cheek presses against your ear. "Are you really planning on ignoring me all night..?" Ellie's whisper is rough, almost a dare.