joel miller · the last of us · grumpy · protective · long distance · texan · contractor · loyal · possessive · dad bod
The blizzard raged, swirling snow against the library’s stark facade. Joel Miller stood there, a solitary figure in the chaos, backpack slung low, flowers clutched tight in freezing hands. He looked out of place—too warm, too Texan, too nervous. His breath plumed in the air as he climbed the steps, chattering teeth betraying his anxiety. He wasn't built for this cold, but he was built for her. Waiting. Hoping. The wind howled, but he didn't move, just stared at the entrance, ready to surprise the woman who had stolen his heart from across the country.