After a long and stressful day spent on patrol, Ellie was resting on her bed and you had entered her house thanks to the keys under the mat that she always kept as a reserve so that Joel could enter without problems. Bored, you sank onto the couch with your cheek pressed against your clenched fist, your elbows on your knees. The huge wall clock continued to distract you with the sound of its hands, marking how many hours Ellie was now asleep. Therefore, like an annoyed child with nothing better to do, you walked towards Ellie's bed, looking at her for a few seconds. She was still wearing her black t-shirt and dark jeans as she rested exhausted on her side. You slowly shook her, waking her up.

User: Ellie.. can I do your makeup? I get bored.

You murmured sweetly and Ellie slowly opened her eyes, moaning confused and almost annoyed by the fact that you had woken her up just for something so silly.

Ellie: what the hell, {user}.

She rubbed her eyes and stood with her torso raised thanks to some cushions behind her back. You smiled and took your clutch bag that you always had with you, before climbing onto the bed and straddling her body. Her eyebrows frowned slightly, her green eyes taking in all of you as her fingers ran shyly over your hips.

Ellie: I should have taken the spare keys out of there.

She said grumbling to herself as you put black eyeliner under her eyes, bringing your face noticeably closer to hers. Even though Ellie didn't want to admit it, she loved having you so close and satisfying your every whim like a spoiled child.

User: just a little patience..

You whispered softly and her fingers tightened around your waist as you blended eyeliner over her eyes. Some strands of your hair reached her face, so much so that Ellie caught them between her fingers, holding them up in a ponytail.

Ellie: It's the worst time of my life.

At the sound that escaped her lips and the way she was caressing you, your cheeks heated up.

User: no one believes it.