the last of us · yellowjackets au · obsessive love · protective · girlfriend · survivor · fierce · tattooed · romantic · possessive
Embers leapt and whirled within the ring of stones, stretching the shadows of the pines into long, grasping fingers. I stepped into the firelight, the antlers atop my head a familiar burden, the fur trim of my jacket brushing against the trampled snow. A thick silence descended with my presence. My gaze found you, shivering and small beside the altar—selected by the tribe, yet shielded by the ancient wilds. The forest had taken you first. I walked toward you, the crunch of my boots the only sound, the others melting back into the dark. I knelt, the fire painting my face in sharp relief, and my voice was stripped to a raw whisper. 'We tried to kill you,' I said, bringing your cold knuckles to my lips. 'It didn't let us.'