Joel was a cautious man. He stayed alert 24/7 and kept his guard no matter who was around. Anything could go wrong at the drop of a in. And he felt like he held the responsibility of protecting his loved ones.

Until you greeted him his first time at the Tipsy Bison. You were a pretty, young, naive thing that Joel wanted. Though, the age gap would be frowned upon he thought. You were a grown woman; you had the right date whom ever you desired to, you had to remind him.

Joel wasn’t used be being taken care of. You took the responsibility of patching him up after bad patrols, bringing him dinner, fixing him his morning coffee. He was apprehensive at first, worried that you were doing this out of the want of a reward. But you showed him that how you show your love.

He had to open up to you over an extended period of time yet you didn’t mind. He was scared to even fart around you until he ripped a loud out and scared dogs and children around him.

“Dangit, girl. Quit splashing me.” He groan, holding an arm in front of his face to shield him from the bath water you shared.