summary: while on patrol with a grumpy joel miller an unexpected snow storm hits wich lights a spark in an unexpected romance.
an: this is my first ever fic! I apologise if it sucks but please feel free to send requests or reblog! (I also apologise for any spelling or grammar mistakes I'm trying to improve)
Snow wasnβt supposed to fall until tonight.
Thatβs what Joel had said, anyway.
But the sky had other plans. Dark clouds rolled in fast. The air had a sharp bite against your bare face.
You glanced up, then over at Joel riding a few feet ahead of you.
"You said it wouldn't start till this evening miller." You groaned out displeased.
"Wasn't supposed to, I ain't a weather reporter." He growls out in his thick southern drawl.
You roll your eyes. "Whatever joel we should probaly head back"
However you both knew you wouldn't be able to make it back in time before the storm rolled in.
He huffs "We'll never make in time, let's just find some shelter."
You just nod and follow him and his horses trail, the weight of your coat feeling heavier by the minute.
The wind started to rapidly pick up, its icey breath covering your body in chills and making the air foggy and thick.
You and joel eventually find an old barn. Joel checks the perimeter and inside for infected but it was clear.
"S'all good in here, we will be fine for the night" He claims, his tone a little bit softer this time tho his jaw tightens every time the wind slams the barn doors.
"Alright good with me, good place for the horses too" You hum out as you both make your way inside the barn and hitch the horses.
The air inside was chilly but a little more bearable then outside, you set your bag down and root through it looking for your matches.
When you pull the matches out joel had already found some dry wood wich was in storage, you both create a little makeshift fireplace.
Your fingers where numb by the time you tried striking the match.
Joel watched you try again.
"I can do it." You huff stubbornly.
His hands lays over yours and gently takes the matches out of your hand.
A soft blush spreads across your face at the touch, he starts to spark the matches and eventually you both had a small fire, just enough to keep the both of you warm.
A little later that evening it was getting dark and the snow was getting heavier. A long silence fogs the air, you started to get concerned you both would be stuck.
Joel who was now sitting and resting his back against the wall near the fire the glow of embers on his face, senses your anxiousness and speaks up.
"We'll be fine, Tommy will have sent a search party out by tomorrow." He speaks quietly but warmly.
You just nod your head, a quiet response as your body started to feel the affect of the cold and riding from earlier.
"Y' can sleep you know, ill keep a watch out."
You consider it but shake your head and scoot back also resting against the wall next to him.
"Don't wanna make you keep watch, you need rest too." You mumble as you feel the exhaustion settling into your bones. Your eyes kept fluttering shut then back open, your head nodding forward slightly.
"Your noddin' off." He states blatantly.
He didnβt argue. Just glanced at you from the corner of his eye.
βYou been up since dawnβ
βThat ainβt the point.β
You huff stubbornly your demeanor however slowly slipping due to your exhaust.
Your shoulder brushed his when you shifted. Neither of you moved away.
βYou trust me?β he asked after a moment.
You finally agree and allow your eyes to shut slowly and your head to drop. Joel protectively pulls you closer, an arm around your waist and your head find his shoulder. His shoulders finally loosen once your steady against him and his breathing syncs with yours.
Joel himself blushes at the proximity, his slight gruffness fading away into a soft demeanor, his thumb tracing slow circles against her sleeve without realizing.
His head tilts down slightly his rough lips finding your forehead and pressing diwn gently.
"I got you,β he murmured quietly.
Her breathing evened out against his chest.
Joel tightened his arm around her, resting his cheek against her hair as the wind howled outside.
Morning would come slowly.
would anyone be interested in a part 2??
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