The Last Of Us Part II x Male Reader | US

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙏𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧

"Ellie!"

But she didn't turn around, so I ran toward her, forgetting about the pain in my leg

"Ellie?" I said, but she didn't look at me, instead she began to rub her hands together

"Look at me please" I whispered placing my finger under her chin lifting it slightly

I saw her eyes begin to water and we sat down in the back of the theater

"What happened?" I asked

"Fuck it, I'm done with her!" She replied still pissed off, then added.

"She even scolded me about my relationship with you, that you are not sane, and things like that. In short, she doesn't like you"

"That she didn't like me had been obvious to me for a long time," I said, chuckling, and making her laugh a little as well

"Fuck her, I never want to see her again!" She said

"Now calm down though, it hurts you to get pissed off" I told her

"Okay" She replied

I got up to fetch the guitar and Ellie said

"Wait! Where are you going?"

"I'm coming back, stay there" I replied

I came back with the guitar and sat down next to her and started tuning it

"Do you hear that?" I asked

"What?" She asked

"A perfectly tuned guitar" I replied, and I don't know why, but it made her smile

So I began to play and then to sing

"If I ever were to lose you

I'd surely lose myself

Everything I have found, dear

I've not found by myself

Try and sometimes you'll succeed

To make this man of me

All my stolen missing parts

I've no need for anymore

I believe

And I believe cause I can see

Our future days

Days of you and me"

As I finished singing, she hugged me and said

"You sing really well!"

"Thank you!" I replied, smiling

"Listen, you never told me about your father, may I know something?" She asked

I put my fingers over my eyes and lowered my head

"Did I say something wrong?" She asked worried

"No, don't worry, it's just that-" I began to sob

She noticed and hugged me tightly

"Shh, don't worry" She whispered

After a while we broke away and I began

"What would you like to know about my father?"

"Well I don't know, who he was, what he did. You decide what to tell me" He replied

"You see he was the one person when I was growing up who never abandoned me. He liked to play and sing, he was a pianist, and when I was little he always played me something to make me smile even when I was sad. He taught me to play the piano when I was 4 years old, and thanks to him I learned a passion for drawing. When I cry, it's because I always remember that fucking day, when a man killed him. I remember I was so pissed off that I shot him 3 times in the chest and then, once he was on the ground, I started stabbing him always in the chest and throat. Even when he was already dead I continued until I was tired and looked at my hands and they were full of blood. From that day I realized how bad I could be"