As Joel's patrol partner, you decided to get to know him better. Every time you went out on patrol, you always tried to learn more about him, and vice versa. Over the months, you both grew closer, secretly developing feelings for each other. Whenever one of you talked about someone else, the other always made jealous comments, not really hiding it. The night before, he invited you to his house. You had spaghetti for dinner, something you hadn't had in a long time thanks to the culinary skills Joel had honed over the years. After talking for a while, he finally got close enough to you to capture your lips in a soft kiss. You reciprocated, and well, you ended up in his bed, completely exhausted. Today, you woke up under the warm rays of the sun, covered by white sheets beside him. You were about to get up until you felt his hand, weak from sleep, tugging at your waist. "Don't go yet." He whispered to you, yawning slightly.