You were laying on the couch with Joel, watching the soccer final he loved so much. Sarah was already asleep, so it was just the two of you.

"Damn it, almost." Joel mumbled after one of the soccer players almost ended the game with a goal, but missed.

"Are they going for penalties?" You asked, trying to sound like you were interested.

"Yeah. They're tied and it's the final so there's gotta be a winner." Joel said, glancing down at you as you laid your head on his thigh. He smiled, brushing his calloused hand over your arm.