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drippingyellow · 16 days ago

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Payback

Pairing: Joel Miller x female reader (no outbreak/au)

Summary: One noisy gift from Tommy wrecks Joel’s and your peace. Years later, Joel gets his sweet revenge.

Word Count: 1.8 K

Warnings: no outbreak, no y/n used, no reader description, no real warnings, just domestic fluff, established relationship - marriage, kinda grumpy Joel (but he is just a tired parent), Sarah and Ellie are Joel’s and your biological kids, soft Tommy, best uncle Tommy, Maria and Tommy are married, Benji is also mentioned, brotherly love and teasing.

A/N: Hello, kind people! First of all, thank you so much for the love you showed my first fic, Normal people - it truly means the world to me!🥹 This short and sweet fic was inspired by the toy microphone I found in the box of my old stuff. I assume that I drove my parents insane with that, and I can easily imagine Joel going through something similar. I hope you enjoy reading it!

Dividers credit: @/saradika-graphics

Joel and you sat on a brown leather couch in your living room in complete silence. Your knees are touching, and you are just staring silently in front of you. Both of you are exhausted from today's events, and having put the girls to bed just moments before, you need to recalibrate your thoughts before doing anything else.

“I’ll kill ‘im,” Joel says while laying his head onto the couch and sinking into it deeper.

“I’ll let you,” you say, half chuckling, closing your eyes and moving to rest your head on his shoulder.

“That fucker,” Joel whispers more to himself as he is angling his body to embrace you.

After a long, silent moment, all that can be heard is Joel's and your snoring, which you will deny if ever brought up as you fall asleep on the couch.

Earlier today, Tommy and Maria came to visit you. You were so happy because you hadn't had a nice family day since Maria’s birthday. Tommy practically ran from the truck and into the house, beaming, holding two bags - one for Sarah and one for Ellie. Maria came in after him, laughing at her husband's antics. After greeting each other, you tugged Maria into the kitchen to show her your first successful sourdough bread that was baking slowly in the oven while Joel and Tommy sat in the living room. As he sat down, Joel eyed the bags suspiciously.

“Whatcha got in them bags?”

“Just a lil surprise for my nieces,” Tommy said proudly, grinning from ear to ear.

“What’s the occasion? It sure ain’t their birthdays,” Joel raised his brow and looked over his brother's face.

Tommy scoffed, “Can’t a man spoil his girls ‘cause he loves ‘em? What are you now, the damn gift police?”

Joel rolled his eyes and was just about to give him a piece of his mind when girls came downstairs giggling and screaming, “Uncle Tommy!”

Both girls threw themselves on him, hugging him tightly. He hugged them back, just as tight, one arm around each of them.

“My darlin’ girls,” Tommy said, looking over both of their small faces. They hadn’t noticed the bags yet because Maria and you entered the living room.

“Aunt Maria,” Sarah first yelled, and Ellie followed after her, both hugging her before she had time to crouch down on their level.

Maria laughed while being attacked by small hands. “I missed you, too, girls,” she said fondly.

You and Joel watched the exchange quietly with so much love for your small family. You love Maria and Tommy so much. Both are such good, hardworking, honest people, and you were grateful that your girls have people like that around them growing up.

Joel looked at you and motioned for you to sit beside him, so you plopped yourself on the armrest of the old armchair while Maria sat opposite off you on the couch next to Tommy.

Girls' attention was now on you and Joel, already climbing to squish themselves on that same poor armchair. They keep forgetting that they are 6 and 5 and not so small anymore, but that is not stopping them from trying.

“Sarah, Ellie, I got y’all a lil’ somethin’,” said Tommy while reaching for two identical pink bags that he put next to him on the floor.

They both looked at him with wide smiles and excitement in their eyes. Scrambling over to him, each reached for one bag. Opening the bags, you couldn’t tell who was more excited, them or Tommy. Tommy was trying to contain his excitement by bringing his fists to his mouth and gently biting his hands. Maria chuckled at him while Joel and you were trying to curiously peek into the bags.

Girls gasped as each pulled out a purple, glittery microphone with a big diamond heart glued in the middle of the handle.

Joel deadpanned as soon as his brain caught up to what he was seeing and turned to you to see dread wash over your face.

“Y’all like them?” Tommy damn near squealed, eyes darting from Sarah's face to Ellie's, trying to capture all their emotions.

“YES! YES! YES!” both of them shouted, happily bouncing on their feet.

“Sarah! Now we can sing all Barbie songs!” Ellie said happily.

Sarah nodded excitedly, turning to look at you, “Can we sing now? Please, Mom, please,” she folded her small hands begging you.

“Uh, sure girls, but I don’t know if we have any batteries left for them,” you said truthfully while Joel gave you a side glance that said you are an angel sent from heaven for thinking that fast on the spot.

It’s not that Joel or you don’t want them to sing, far from that actually, you just don’t want it to be fifteen times louder than necessary, especially after a long workday for both of you.

“Don’t worry, I done put the batteries in and I brought a couple more packs too,” Tommy said happily while pulling two more battery packs from his jeans, still oblivious to the daggers Joel is shooting at him.

“Oh, that’s just peachy,” Joel said louder than necessary, causing Tommy and Maria to look at him. You lightly slapped his shoulder to remind him to be nice.

Girls were pulling their microphones from the boxes when you said, “What do we say to uncle Tommy and aunt Maria?”

Both of them looked at you and then turned to them and almost at the same time said, “Thank you, uncle Tommy, thank you, aunt Maria.”

“Can we go sing in our room?” Sarah asked. Joel nodded, and they giggled as they ran upstairs, and you almost immediately heard happy singing-screaming into the microphones.

Joel's mouth betrayed him with a small smile before he turned to his brother, who was also smiling fondly.

“Boy, have you lost your damn mind?” Joel huffed, crossing his arms across his chest and staring at Tommy.

You and Maria silently looked at each other, then at your husbands.

“What?” Tommy asked, genuinely confused.

“You got any idea what you just done? You handed ‘em a weapon - for our ears,” Joel said while uncrossing his arms and running one hand over his face.

Tommy sat there dumbfounded, still not realising what was wrong. He scratched the back of his neck while he spoke, “Well, you said they’re all into them Barbie songs, movies and whatnot…so when I saw them mics at the store, it made me think of ‘em. I love them girls, just wanted to see ‘em smile, is all.”

Joel sighed and looked over at Maria, who immediately put her hands up, smiling, “You know how he is when he sets his mind on something. There’s no changing it.”

“Yes, I know. Sounds like someone I know, too,” you said sarcastically, looking at Joel.

He just rolled his eyes at you while sighing again, he couldn’t be mad at his younger brother. Especially not for loving on his babies like they were his own. He actually couldn’t ask for a better brother, but he would never tell him that, at least not straightforwardly.

“Sorry ’bout that, I sure do appreciate it, and as long as they’re happy, that’s all that really matters,” Joel said more relaxed now, “you just ain’t gonna realize what you done till y’all become parents yourselves,” he continued, chuckling under his breath.

“Well,” Maria said gently, one hand finding Tommy's and the other resting lightly on her invisible bump.

Tommy squeezed her hand and began, “Yeah, that’s one of the reasons we ca-” you cut him off by jumping up from the armrest and borderline yelling, “No way!”

“Yeah, you two are finally getting the uncle and aunt status,” Maria said, teary-eyed.

You quickly crossed the room to her, hugging her just as she stood up and whispering through your tears, “Congratulations! I'm so happy for both of you!”

Joel stood up and embraced Tommy in a thigh hug while clapping his shoulder, “Congrats brother, you are so in over your head now,” he said jokingly.

You moved to hug Tommy while Joel hugged Maria, both of you saying your congrats once again.

“Oh shit, my bread,” you remembered as you ran into the kitchen just in time to pull out a golden brown loaf of bread from the oven.

The three of them laughed at you from the living room while you yelled from the kitchen, “Everything is fine, the bread is okay.”

You came back to the living room after letting the bread rest before dinner. All four of you fell into conversation about work, kids, birth, and everything in between while the girls sang their hearts out in their room upstairs.

After dinner, the girls moved their singing to the living room and continued to sing along to the cartoon on TV long after Tommy and Maria said their goodbyes.

Your head was now pounding, and you could imagine that Joel felt the same.

“Alright ladies, time to call it a day,” Joel said gently while taking microphones from them and turning off the TV.

They whined a little, but you were quicker, “None of that, you are big girls and you know the rules. Come on now, you need to shower and brush your teeth. Who wants to go first?”

Ellie was already half asleep while standing, so you picked her up and told Sarah, “I will be back for you soon.” She nodded while yawning.

9 years later

You and Joel find yourselves in front of Maria's and Tommy's house. It’s not unusual, as you often swing by after dropping off Sarah at her dance class and Ellie at her kickboxing class, since both are closer to their house than yours. What is unusual is the big box Joel is carrying up the driveway.

As soon as you enter the house, Benji is all over you and the box after you said it was a gift for him.

“Whatcha got in that box?” Tommy asks Joel, once you all settle into the living room.

“Got a lil’ somethin’ for my nephew, is all,” Joel says with a smug grin.

“What’s the occasion?” Tommy says, once again oblivious to the look on his older brother's face.

“Can’t I surprise my boy just ‘cause I love ‘im?” Joel says, pretending to be offended by the question.

Tommy just looks at him and nods his head, “Course you can, I ain’t never said nothin’ against it.”

Benji opens the box, and his mouth forms an “o” shape from excitement. “Dad, it’s a guitar! Uncle Joel got me a real guitar! Now we can play together!” he yells excitedly.

Tommy stares at the two of you in shock while you mouth “I’m so sorry” to Maria.

Joel speaks first, “You said he’s always listenin’ when you play, so I figured I’d get him his own and maybe you can teach ‘im a few chords.”

Tommy is still staring at both of you, but with all puzzle pieces now connected and Jole laughs at the expression on his face while Benji happily plays with the strings of his new guitar.

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drippingyellow · 17 days ago

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Normal people was so good!!!!!! i’m a sucker for pre outbreak joel fluff, poor baby deserves a girl who treats him right ❤️ PLEASE write more!! I’m excited to have found a fellow game joel account, i feel like i don’t see that many anymore ☹️ justice for game joel!!

also don’t hesitate to use game tlou descriptions, i WISH i could read more about joels hazel eyes and full beard and ellie’s green eyes ❤️ (no hate to show tlou i love pedro lol but this fandom is deprived of game content)

Thank you so much!💛 I loved giving young Joel the softness he deserves. I have to say, I adore both versions of Joel (Pedro did such an amazing job portraying him), but game Joel has had me in a chokehold since the first time I played the game. 🤭😌

Honestly, I thought he had brown eyes in the game too - turns out my PC is just crappy! I apologize for not doing more thorough research on those details. A kind soul on AO3 pointed it out, and I fixed it in the story. I was sure I knew everything about that old man, and that mistake bothered me for a week straight because I hate making errors. 🫠

For all future projects, I promise I will make sure to do my research more carefully. If anyone deserves to be done justice, it’s Joel. 😊

#🐝 answering

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drippingyellow · 17 days ago

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Same here! 😭 I loved giving Joel exactly that. I’m so happy that you liked it. Thank you!!🥹💛

Normal people

Pairing: Joel Miller x female reader (no outbreak/au)

Summary: Your car won't start after a long workday, and Joel comes to the rescue. At home, you shower him with love and appreciation for everything he does, easing the weight he quietly carries. The night ends in warmth, love, and the comfort of your little family.

Word Count: 3.1 K

Warnings: no outbreak, no y/n used, no reader description, no real warnings, just domestic fluff, established relationship, happy Joel, soft Joel, Joel getting the love and care he deserves, Sarah is thriving, Ellie is briefly mentioned, slight age gap, I imagined game Joel and Sarah, but you can imagine whatever you want since I kept physical descriptions to a minimum, love all around

A/N: Hello, kind people! :) This is the first fic I ever wrote, so treat her gently, for she is my baby. I played the games and watched the series, and I am the biggest Joel Miller apologist. I love that man with all my heart. I just want him to be happy and at peace, so I wrote this piece with that in mind. In my universe, nothing bad happened to him and Sarah. Joel is getting back the same love, attention, and care he gives to the people he loves dearly. Also, I had to squeeze Ellie in even for just a second. There is a slight age gap. I personally imagined reader having 28, Jole 35, and Sarah 6, but you can imagine whatever you want. :) That being said, I do hope you will enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Dividers credit: @/saradika-graphics

Of course it has to happen today and of course it has to happen to you. Today has been the longest day of your life and all you want is to get home.

You are currently sitting in your car in a parking lot in front of a grocery store where you just finished your shift. It’s only a part-time job since you are in your third year of college and you simply don’t have time to work full time. It bothers you that you are not contributing more financially to the household and most of it falls on Joel. Sometimes you get mad at yourself because – what were you thinking starting college at twenty-five?

Today is no different and you curse yourself while putting the key in the ignition and turning it to start the car. Instead of the loud sound of your engine roaring to life you are met with the scraping and coughing sound it makes while it struggles to turn on.

“No, no, no, no please don’t do that to me, not now please,” you plead on the verge of tears.

You try to turn it on a few more times before giving up and slapping the steering wheel with all your frustrations. Exhaling deeply to calm yourself down you lean your head onto the steering wheel.

God, you just want to get home to Joel and Sarah. You haven’t seen her properly in the past four days – you leave the house before she even wakes up and come back well past her bedtime. You miss your baby. Joel and you met and started dating when she was only two years old and you bonded instantly. She looked like a mini version of him, only blonde and blue-eyed.

Your parents were so mad at you. They called you insane for dating a man with a child, saying that he was only looking for a babysitter and that you are too young to ruin your life like that. Their reaction didn’t surprise you, seeing that they always judged your every decision that didn’t fit their perfect little vision of what your life should look like. That was four years ago. Since then you have been nothing but happy. Joel made you happy, your little family made you happy. Your parents still haven't fully come around but you stopped caring a long time ago.

After calming down, you fish out your phone from your favourite tote bag – the one with big messy flowers that Sarah painted for you in kindergarten last year. Scrolling through your contacts you land on Joel's number. Your thumb hovers for just a second before you press call and raise the phone to your ear to hear it ring.

You hate that you have to bother him because he too had a long damn day. You only briefly texted each other on his lunch break and he said he was “beat like a rug on wash day”. You know that he is tired from always pulling overtime and he is trying not to show it, but you see it in the way he grunts when he sits down or the way he holds his lower back when he is standing up. You blame yourself for it because if you hadn’t started college he wouldn’t need to stress himself that much over work and bills, but he always tells you that education is important and doing what makes you happy is important. You hope you can repay him someday when you finish nursing school and start working full time again.

The phone only rings three times before he picks up.

“Darlin’? Are you okay? Where are you? What happened?” he says, panicky with the sleep still clinging to his voice.

God you woke him up, great, you think.

“I’m sorry that I woke you up Joel. I’m okay, my shift just finished and I was about to leave but the stupid car won’t start and I tried to turn it on a couple of times and it just sounds worse and worse and I-”

“Honey calm down, it’s okay, it’s going to be okay. I’ll come and getcha,” he cuts off your anxious rambling.

You take another deep breath, “Okay.”

“Alright. I’ll be over there in 10. Lock yo’self in your car and wait for me, it’s late,” he says to you while grabbing the keys of his truck and heading towards the door.

“What about Sarah? Ellie already left,” you suddenly remember that the next door teen who likes to babysit Sarah for some extra allowance left home hours ago.

You hear Joel's steps slow down but then he answers after a short pause, “Don’t worry about it. She is sleeping and we’ll be back in no time. I locked the door.”

You feel even more guilty now but nod anyway and say your goodbyes.

You slump back in your seat and wait. True to his word, 10 minutes later you hear Joel's truck before you see it. He parks next to you, exits the truck and comes to your side just as you unlock the doors for him to open them.

“Hi,” you breathe out as he leans down to kiss your forehead.

“Hello darlin’,” Joel says as he stretches out his hand to help you out of the car, “let’s get us home.”

“Yes please,” you smile tiredly as you get out and drape your arms around him.

“Tommy and I will take care of the car tomorrow morning. Grab all your stuff and put it in the backseat of the truck while I take just a quick look under the hood,” he says, hugging you back and running his hand affectionately up and down your back.

You move away from him and work quickly to transfer everything you had in your car over to his truck while he grumbles looking over the engine.

Just as you put your last bag in the back and closed the door he slams the hood of your car down and shakes his head.

“That bad, huh?” you question while giving a dry chuckle.

“It ain’t all bad but it ain't good either,” he walks towards you, “You are free tomorrow, right? No classes and work?”

You both get inside the truck when you answer, “No, thank god.”

Jole nods and looks at you giving you a small smile when you yawn. Your yawn triggers his own and then you both laugh. Joel starts his truck and pulls out of the parking lot onto a nearly empty street. You turn on the radio and some soft country song starts playing and Joel instantly hums along with it.

You smile and turn your head towards the window looking out and drinking in the beautiful colours of the street lamps against the dark. You feel your body relax and your eyelids begin to feel so heavy, you try to fight it because Joel asks you something but the warmth of the truck takes you under.

Next time when you open your eyes you are in your driveway, your car door is opened and Joel is pressing soft kisses all over your head and face while murmuring sweet nothings to wake you up.

“Honey I’m so sorry to wake you up but I can’t carry you inside today. I pulled my back pretty bad on the job and I can barely carry myself,” his brown eyes filled with regret bore into yours.

“No, it’s alright baby, you know I hate when you exert yourself. Besides I am a big girl and I can do it myself,” you said mimicking Sarah's voice and stance.

“Oh so that's where she's getting it from,” he laughs, closing the door after you get out and walks behind you as you unlock the front door.

You grin at him once you get inside and lock behind yourselves, “No idea what you are getting at.”

Joel chuckles and shakes his head, “You shower and I will make my famous microwave lasagna.”

“Mmmm my favourite,” you laugh, “and after dinner I’m giving you my famous back massage.” You hear him hum back in response while you climb upstairs to your bedroom to get some clean clothes. After grabbing some clean underwear and Joel's shirt you claimed as your sleep shirt you stop at Sarah’s bedroom. Quietly you step inside and sit on her bed.

You softly speak to her while bruising stray strands of hair from her face, “I hope you had a good day at school today. Daddy and I are so proud of you. You are our big and brave girl. I love you so much.”

Kissing her forehead you softly stand up from bed and tiptoe out of her room closing her bedroom doors behind you. Slowly you make it to the bathroom and quickly take off your clothes and get into the shower. A relieved sigh leaves your lips as the warm water cascaded down your body. You quickly wash and dry yourself and head downstairs to see Joel already sitting at the table waiting for you.

God I love this man, you think to yourself.

As you get closer to the table he looks up and motions for you to sit. You don’t need to be told twice because you are starving. You sit opposite of him at the table and you both dive straight into lukewarm lasagna. You don’t speak but you occasionally look at each other over your forks.

Once you finish eating Joel moves to stand up and take the plates to the dishwasher but you get up first and gently push his hands away, “Now you go shower and I will do the closing shift in the kitchen.”

Joel's eyes soften when he looks up at you and he just silently nods. That’s when you know that his back was really killing him because on any other day he would fight you on that and say that you need to rest and study or not to worry because he's got it covered.

That's what he always does, he always puts the needs of others before his own. You love that he is caring, you just wish that he would redirect some of that care to himself. You know that will never happen and that's exactly why you always want to do everything in your power to make his life a little easier. You hear the shower go off and that snaps you out of your thoughts. With newfound lasagna-powered energy you make quick work of cleaning the kitchen and loading the dishwasher before turning it on.

Turning off all the lights downstairs and checking the door once more you climb up the stairs to your bedroom. Just as you sit on the bed Joel comes into the room still slightly wet, hair slicked back and with a towel hanging around his waist.

“You look so delicious like that,” you smirk while tapping his side of the bed, motioning for him to sit down.

Joel laughs and sits on the bed reaching for your face to pull you into the kiss, “Now darlin’, don’t start something you can’t finish.”

“Right back at you, mister Miller,” you say before closing the distance and kissing him.

You both sigh into the kiss – your first one of the day – and the clock reads 11:40 pm. Days like this are the worst but thankfully tomorrow is Saturday so you both can recharge and relax.

You pull away first and softly guide him to lay down on the bed. Joel cocks his eyebrows at you and you playfully roll your eyes, “Don’t get it twisted, didn’t you say your back was killing you?”

“I never said it’s that ba-” he cuts himself off with a groan as he fully lies down.

“Mhm, right. Turn on your front while I get massage oil. Do you want lavender or eucalyptus?” you ask, standing up and rummaging through your drawer.

“Whatever you want,” he mumbles while turning himself to lay on his stomach.

“Lavander it is then,” you say as you settle back on the bed.

“Honey you don’t have to do this, I know you are tired as well and-“ you kiss his shoulder and say, “I know I don't have to but I want to. I love you and I want to ease your pain just as much as you want to do the same for me.”

He looks at you and relaxes under your gaze, “I love you too”.

You kiss his shoulder once again and move to straddle his thighs. Having settled over his towel-covered thighs you open the oil bottle and pour some in your hand to warm it up.

At the first contact of your hand and his lower back Joel hisses like you just burned him. “If it is too painful I will stop,” you still your movements.

“No, it's alright, I can take it. I think it just needs to be worked out,” his voice was half-muffled by the pillow beneath him.

“Yes it does, but tell me if it becomes too much,” you reply as you start moving your hand in firm circular motions on his lower back.

He hisses and grumbles some curses you can’t make out but eventually as you move up his back the sighs and moans of pleasure slip past his lips.

You are tired but you love this. You love him, love touching him, making his life a little easier.

As you massage his shoulder blades, you lean down and kiss right between them. You pepper his spine with small kisses and then you move up to his neck and head. Laying kisses everywhere you can reach and you feel him melt underneath you.

Joel is never the kind of guy to ask for anything but you know what he craves - attention and care, your attention and care.

“You are the best man I ever met Joel,” you say between the kisses.

“You are so selfless, so caring, such a good dad and a great partner,” your hands, now mostly dry, move to massage his head and lightly scratch his scalp.

“You take such great care of us. I appreciate everything you do. I appreciate you showing up and being present, you being our protector and provider. I appreciate you being you and I don't say that enough.“

“I love you with all my heart and I can’t imagine my life without you and our little girl. I hope one day we will have a chance to make our family even bigger because the world needs more of you Joel,” you stop massaging him and move to get off of him but he turns on his back, catches your wrist and pulls you down to sit on his lap.

Joel sits up and puts his hardworking muscly arms around you and crushes his lips so hard against yours that all the air escapes your lungs. You quickly regain your senses and pull your body flush against his as your hands find their way back to his head.

You both pull away gasping for air and when you look at him his eyes are a little glossy. “Thank you,” he says and you nod because you know what he means.

You go in to kiss him again but he speaks before you can get to his plush lips, “I don’t want you to work anymore,” he says while looking over your face.

You sigh and drop your head because this isn't the first time he has suggested that. It's not that you don't want to quit, god knows you do, but you just don't want to be a burden.

“It would be good for you and you could spend more time with Sarah and all you would need to do is study,” he says after you were quiet for a moment too long.

“How about we talk about that in the morning?” you say, before giving his lips a soft kiss.

“Yeah we can do that baby,” he replies, returning your kiss.

“Do you feel better now?” you ask as you get off of him so he can dress himself in his sleep shirt and boxers.

“I really do, you have magic hands,” he says, winking at you while he gets under the cover.

You giggle as you stand up and go to the bathroom to brush your teeth. Soon after you join him under your blanket. You both lie on your sides staring quietly at each other. He reaches for your face again and kisses you once more. Returning the kiss happily you drape your leg over his hips and begin pulling yourself closer to him but just at that moment you hear the door to Sarah's room open and soft footsteps come your way.

Pulling away from each other you both look at the doorway where Sarah stands, all sleepy clutching her giraffe plushie.

She squints at the only light in the room, a lamp on Joel's bedside table, and steps further into the room until the light no longer bothers her.

“What’s wrong honey?” Joel asks.

“I had a bad and ugly dream. The monsters were chasing me and I was too slow and- Can I sleep with you and mom?”

“Of course you can baby, hop in,” you say, pulling the covers back.

She climbs over you and settles in between the two of you. You both cuddle her until she calms down and begins to feel sleepy again.

“Tomorrow I’ll guard the room so you can sleep in your big girl bed once again, okay babygirl? You know what we talked about, you need your sleep and mommy and I need ours.” Joel gently explains to her.

Sarah agrees sleepily. She turns and curls up into your side and you half-whisper to her, “Can I join you in your big girl bed if daddy starts snoring like a tractor again?”

She giggles and nods her head while Joel dramatically puts a hand over his chest, “I do not snore that loud.”

“You do,” both Sarah and you reply at the same time which results in more giggles while Joel still pretends to be hurt by this whole exchange.

“You girls are always teaming up and bullying me,” he says, turning to switch off the lamp next to him.

”No, we love you daddy,” Sarah says before falling asleep like a light.

You and Joel just look at each other and smile softly before looking down at the small girl between you.

You both kiss her head and then each other. You put your foot between his legs and hug the small girl closer to your chest, wishing Joel a goodnight.

“Goodnight honey,” Joel says with a small smile on his lips. He closes his eyes and thinks to himself, Yeah, I’m the luckiest man in the world.

#joel miller fanfiction #joel miller fluff #normal people fic

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drippingyellow · 17 days ago

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And reading your comment made my heart soar!! 🥹 Thank you so much for the love! I have to admit, you’re always my go-to when I’m hunting for good fic recs - and you’ve never steered me wrong 🥹💛