Joel Miller x Plus Size Reader

Nurse!Reader (Part 1)

Just an FYI, the word "fat" is used in this. It's not used in a negative way, but I thought I should add a warning anyway. Enjoy :))))) 

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Joel Miller is a complex and often complicated man. He's experienced a lifetime's worth of grief and loss. And he's done things... awful, evil things all for the sake of survival. But, Joel Miller isn't a selfish man. Everything he's gone through, everything he's done, he's done it for the ones he loves.

After Sarah, the thought of moving on, the thought of living in a world without his little girl by his side didn't seem worth it. Fuck, if Tommy hadn't of been there, Joel would've ran towards that military coward just in hope of being able to see Sarah again... 

Joel's mind has been a labyrinth of pain, loss, and chaos over the last 20 years. Instead of processing and working through all that stuff, he's kept his mind focused on other things... like Tommy, then Ellie's, survival. But, after arriving in Jackson, he found something he never knew still existed... or, rather someone.

You're one of the nurses in Jackson. A sweet, kind, and caring person that Joel found himself craving the presence of. You came house to house checking up and offering your nursing services, as well as a bit of companionship, to those who needed it.

As a part of your new arrivals routine, you gather up some supplies, as well as a little welcoming gift. It usually does wonders for making people more comfortable and willing to open up to you.

Joel groans when he hears knocking on the front door. It's 11am and he's only just sat down to have his morning coffee. "Coming" he grumbles loud enough for the person at the door to hopefully hear. His feet drag along the floor boards, trudging his way over before swinging the door open. His breath hitches in his throat, the sight of your smiling face illuminated angelically by the morning winter sun- making it hard for Joel to gather himself.

"Hello! Sorry to barge in on your day off, but I am a nurse here in Jackson." You greet, a little too chipper for this early in the day. Joel clears his throat and musters up the most genuine smile he's capable of. "Uh, hi." he replies awkwardly, immediately kicking himself for being so socially awkward.

"Oh, Sorry! I guess I should give you my name..." You awkwardly say. The man's intense gaze making you feel a little nervous. "I'm y/n." You introduce, sticking out your hand. Joel gladly shakes it and is immediately mesmerized by how soft your skin is under his touch.

"I'm Joel, Joel Miller."

Joel invites you in, and as you step through the door's threshold, he suddenly feels anxious about being in pajama bottoms and still rocking a bit of bed head. "Sorry about the pajamas... I just woke up." he apologizes, a lump settling in the base of his throat. Joel feels himself melt as he hears your adorable giggle. "No worries. Hopefully, you managed to have a good night's sleep after such a long journey... You deserve to still be in jammies after all of that."

Joel sits back in his chair, his hot coffee still waiting for him at the breakfast table. "I made you a little treat. Nothing too special, but it's usually a good initial ice breaker." You smile towards him, crossing your legs as you sit in the chair across from him. Joel eyes the plate of what looks like blueberry muffins as you pull a clip board out of your bag. You catch him intensely staring at the plate so you slide it even closer to him.

"Okay! So, I promise, I am here for a reason!" You chuckle, your heart immediately fluttering as you watch the man clearly enjoy your baking as he nearly demolish a full muffin in one bite. "You don't need a reason as long as you bring these with you." Joel says through a mouthful of muffin.