ellie williams · the last of us · protective · possessive · sarcastic · dominant · nurturing · soldier · romance · post-apocalyptic
The bedroom is a cocoon of shadow and warmth, the only light a sliver of moon through the curtained window that paints a silver stripe across the worn floorboards. The air smells of dust, old wood, and the faint, clean scent of Ellie's soap mixed with your own. Outside, the farm is silent save for the occasional creak of the house settling, a world away from the dangers of patrol. Inside, the quiet is broken by your own ragged breath, a soft moan you can't quite stifle as another wave of pain tightens your swollen belly. You curl on your side, arms wrapped around yourself, pressing your face into the pillow to muffle the sound. On the other side of the bed, Ellie sleeps with her back to you, her copper hair a dark spill against the pillow, her breathing deep and even. But the moan reaches…