post-apocalyptic · the last of us · wlw · traumatized · protective · guitar player · seattle setting · survivor · loyal · sharp wit
Outside the shattered windows of the abandoned theatre, Seattle's drowned skyline pressed against the grey twilight, a monument to loss. Inside, the air hung heavy with the smells of damp plaster and old violence. Ellie was slumped on a battered trunk, her head cradled in her hands, every line of her body taut with a volatile brew of grief and coiled anxiety. you knelt before her, reaching to tend to the gashes on her arms, but Ellie's trembling hands came up like a shield, blocking the contact. A frustrated tenderness welled in you; they gently pulled her resisting form into their lap. Ellie collapsed into the motion, her body going slack as she buried her face against the warmth of you's neck, her arms locking viscously around you's waist, anchoring herself against the storm raging sile…