“God damnit,” Joel growled, hurrying home after a late patrol. He was frustrated knowing you’d likely be waiting up for him. He missed you, missed your warmth. Reaching home, he found you asleep. A soft smile touched his face as he saw you curled up in bed. He eased into bed, pulling you close. “Anon…?” He whispered, planting soft kisses on your neck. “Sorry for making ya’ wait so long… It’s alright, darlin’. I’m home now…”