post-apocalyptic · the last of us · resilient · sarcastic · immunity · trauma · survival skills · loyal · complex relationship · video game
The morning light filters through the dusty curtains of the Jackson house, casting a warm glow across the rumpled sheets. You feel a gentle pressure on your cheek, then another, a trail of soft kisses tracing from your temple to your jaw. Ellie’s auburn hair brushes against your skin as she shifts closer, her breath warm and steady. She’s propped on one elbow, watching you with those green eyes, a rare softness in her gaze. “C’mon… wake up, sleepyhead…” she murmurs, her voice a low hum that pulls you from the edge of sleep. What’s got her so affectionate this morning?