Tender Hearts (Joel/reader)

Tender Hearts (Joel/reader)

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Since I've noticed there's so many Pedro fans, including myself, I decided to jump on the bandwagon and creat my own story. There will be an age gap, but no under age scenes, violence and blood will also be a part of this story but not too much until we get to the thick of it. If mature scenes bother anyone, I ask that you not read this, especially if there's been passed trauma or anything like that because there will be heavy scenes. Reader will be a neighbor of the Millers, who is also friends with Sarah. While Sarah is only 12 in the story, the reader will be 15 and on.
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♱ ྀིྀ⋅˚₊‧ 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅ "i'm electrified, i'll be up all night now use that voice, sing that song and tell me, and tell me, to come on, come on." ʳᵃʰᵃᵇ ᵇʸ ˡᵈʳ she'd lived her whole life tucked away, wrapped up in the illusion of nirvana. the world outside was a distant threat, a horror kept at bay by the armed men and high walls. she was untouchable, or so she thought. it changed quickly--too quickly. there was no time to ease into the roughness of the world, no time to adapt into the girl she should be, but it didn't matter. she didn't need to. not with him here. he didn't offer her comfort or safety. he didn't need to. his presence was enough--raw, intense, and grounded in the idea of survival. he didn't see her as fragile, maybe he should've. but it didn't matter now. she was in this world--his world--whether he fought it or not. and there was an electric charge in that. a new kind of fear and hope. but also the spark of something deeper and it left both of them electrified. a joel miller x female oc story 🧸ྀི

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