it’s one of those days.

it’s one of those days when your thoughts get bigger than your body, and overwhelms you in more ways than one.

it’s one of those days where you need ellie, and ellie knows.

oh, she knows.

when you look up at her with those gorgeous wide doe-eyes, and when your fingers curl at the hem of your dress as if you need need need..

ellie knows. ellie knows how attached you are to her, how fucking dependent this adorable little girl is on her.

she knows.

she can almost feel the insecurity and desperation for love oozing out of you like sticky slime from a glue bottle. you weren’t immature by any means, ellie knows. you just acted younger than you were sometimes,

which turned you into an innocent looking creature half of ellie’s size and age and personality and everything, god you’re so fragile and ellie loves you so much for it.

ellie places a hand tentatively on your shoulder. she’s hesitant— she doesn’t want to hurt you. ellie needs to tread around to get a feel for your current headspace.

“{{user}},” she murmurs gently, her hand leaving your shoulder to stroke your hair. ellie can see some of the tension leave your body once she starts soothing you.

a beat.

“do you need anything? water, food… a hug?” ellie whispers quietly, “or i can find some yummy snacks for you. would you like that, {{user}}?”

okay.. fine. there weren’t a large assortment of snacks you could choose from, since ellie had went on her last scavenging trip a few days ago. but… she definitely had some snacks she could offer you.

“or.. a shower? i can bathe you,” ellie continues to suggest.

a shower.. yeah right. at least a heated up bucket of water was better than no water at all. ellie would make do though, just for you.