Jealousy (Ellie Williams x Female Reader)
Ellie was mad at you. She was so mad at you right now she couldn’t even think straight. She couldn’t think about about your how your (e/c) eyes shined and closed as your perfect mouth parted open to let out a laugh like a melody. She couldn’t think about how you wore Ellie’s sweater so cutely because it was a bit oversized on you. She especially couldn’t think about how she wanted to run her hands through your hair and pull you close and kiss–
NO! Ellie was mad at you. Ellie was very mad at you because you and your cuteness in its entirety were talking to some…some dude that Ellie knew in her heart wasn’t good enough to talk to you. Well…Ellie didn’t know what the requirements were to be good enough to talk to you, nor did she know the guy enough to actually tell if he met the requirements, but still.
Ellie wanted to go over there and grab you, but she didn’t want to make a scene at this pseudo party that Dina had dragged you both to. But she swore if she squeezed this empty cup any harder she would’ve broken it.
She eyed the guy again, her eyebrows furrowing. He was tall, but too skinny for someone who lived in the apocalypse. He looked like a bad shot, and he looked like a damn know-it-all, and he bit his lip too often for Ellie’s comfort.
Of course, Ellie’s opinions were filtered through the green glasses of jealously. Wait, no, Ellie wasn’t jealous. She was just being…protective. Yeah, that’s it. That guy could be a creep or something. He could be a douche who compares woman to…dogs or some other insulting animal.
“Ellie, I don’t think that man’s gonna turn to dust just because you’re staring at him like that.” Dina said into her ear. Ellie jumped, holding the cup to her chest as she turned to Dina.
“I wasn’t staring.” Ellie mumbled, shooting another quick glance at you two. “I don’t trust him…” She said after a few beats.
“So you were staring?” Dina was smug, raising her eyebrows with a smile.
“Just…just look at him, Dina! What is so important that he has to have his hand on her shoulder? It’s bullshit.” Ellie crossed her arms and started tapping her foot.
“Is someone jealous?” Dina cocked her head to the side. She did that a lot when she knew she was right.
“I’m not jealous! I’m just…I should be the one making her laugh like that…” Ellie mumbled the last part under her breath.
“You are! That’s so cute!” Dina jumped. “But let me just take that cup really quickly.” Dina took the cup from Ellie’s grip. “(Y/n) will be fine, Ellie. Come on, let’s get you drunk.” Dina led Ellie away, stopping her from looking at the pair.
Dina filled Ellie’s cup almost to the brim and made her drink it all. Ellie turned her head around to look back at two, eyes narrowing once again. Was he brushing hair out of your face? That was her job! You looked at the inside of your cup and avoided eye contact, giving him a half smile.
Aha! So the dude was a creep! He was a creepy creep and now Ellie could go over there and–
“Elliiie!” Dina dragged out her name and took Ellie’s cup away from her. “Everytime you look at them you’re gonna drink another cup.” She filled it to the brim again.
“I’ll die of alcohol poisoning.” Ellie deadpanned, not even denying looking at the two anymore,
“Then don’t look, hmm.” Dina handed the cup back to Ellie and they both drank again. Ellie had to force herself not to look again. These cups were pretty big and Ellie didn’t want to be blackout drunk any time soon.
Later, after several looks at you, and several drinks later, you were still talking to the dude. Of course he wasn’t the only one you had talked to at the party, but he was the only one who Ellie felt was being way too friendly. Although at this point in her life Ellie was pretty drunk so she wasn’t making the best judgements in her life.
“Dinaaaaa…” Ellie slurred, leaning on the girl’s shoulder. Dina turned to her, an eyebrow raised at the sudden contact. “I’m so…mad right now!”
“Let me guess, (y/n)’s still talking to the man who you described as ‘a terrible awful human being who probably doesn’t know the difference between a rifle and a pistol’?” There was amusement in her voice as she repeated Ellie’s words back to her.
“No!…Yes! But also,” Ellie patted her pockets, “I can’t find my keys…” Dina rolled her eyes and sighed, placing her cup down on the table next to her.
“Ok, time to go home, Ellie.” She grabbed Ellie’s hand and started dragging her towards you. “But my keys, Dina…” Ellie whined. “(Y/n)’s gonna take you home now.” Ellie started dragging her feet in protest.
As they approached you, they could pick up on some of your conversation.
“Oh, I go on patrol again in a couple of days!” You had said, placing your cup on the table next to you.
“Well, maybe I can see you again before then?” There he goes biting his goddamn lip again. And he was putting his hand on your shoulder, again. That’s two times in one night!
Ellie wanted to shoot him.
“Ok, you’re clearly about to go on a muderous rampage.” Dina quipped and stopped walking. If Ellie got any closer she would strangle the poor dude. “(Y/n)!” You stopped talking and turned towards Dina with a smile on your face.
“Hi, Dina! Hi, Ellie!” You excused yourself from your previous conversation and walked over to them.
“(Y/n), can you do me a favor and take Ellie home? She lost her keys.” Ellie pouted like a child when Dina told you of her drunken irresponsibility.
“Sure!” You grabbed Ellie away from Dina and walked out of the party with her leaning on your shoulder.
Dina smiled at you two, placing her hand in her pocket to feel around for a pair of keys. Ellie’s keys. “I should probably return these…Nah I’ll give them to Joel.” She turned and went to go talk to Jesse.
Once you and Ellie had made it back to your house, you unlocked the door and listen to Ellie mumble under her breath. You guided her to your room and laid her on your bed. Ellie flopped down with a groan.
“You!” She suddenly said, pointing an accusing finger at you. “I’m so mad at you right now!” She hiccuped after speaking.
With a tilt of your head you asked, “Why are you mad at me, Ellie?” You started to take her shoes off.
“Why do you have to be so damn…so damn c-cute! It’s not fair!” You took off her jacket, struggling a bit because Ellie swung her arms in her drunken ranting.
“Well I can’t exactly help that, Ellie.” You spoke calmly. Inside you were giddy at her compliment, although she was drunk at the moment.
“And then you-you and your cuteness…why did you have to talk to that creep? He looks like a terrible shot!”
“I was just being polite, Ellie. And also, you can’t keep judging people because you think they’re not good with guns.”
“I can and I will! I’m so much better at shooting than him! I swear I can shoot him under the table!” Ellie rolled over to her side. “He doesn’t deserve you…”
You giggled, causing Ellie’s face to turn red. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were jealous.”
“I’m not jealous!” Ellie protested, puffing her cheeks out.
You moved to place her shoes by the door.
“Ok, Ms. Williams, who does deserve me then?” You walked back over to the bed and brushed some hair out of her face. Ellie pulled you down to the bed.
Ellie let out a huff and buried her face into your neck. You were going to tease her, but then she wrapped her arms around you and trapped you with her leg. She was clearly avoiding the question.
“Ok, you must be really drunk because you’re actually cuddling me.” She huffed again and made you wrap your arms around her. “Ok, I’ll accept it. This is a rare opportunity after all.” You laughed as Ellie mumbled into your shoulder.
Ellie breathed in your scent and closed her eyes. She would have such a hangover in the morning.
“Hey, Ellie?” You spoke. Ellie hummed, already sleepy. “Love you…” You could practically feel Ellie’s face burn into your neck. “My jealous baby.” You couldn’t help but tease her one last time. You ran your fingers through her hair and hummed a tune before she fell asleep in your arms.
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