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It was Christmas in Jacksonville, You and Joel agreeing to help bake goods for the children and people of Jacksonville, and during baking you and Joel have a flour fight!!

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It was around Christmas, You and Joel offered to help bake some desserts for the children in Jacksonville. It wasn't much but the people deserved to have something nice during the harsh winter and surviving the apocalypse.

"Darlin' can you hand m' the flour..?" Joel's gruff voice mumbled, he looked up at you, a small smile. He was next to the counter, mixing his ingredients in a bowl, humming a soft tune.

As you grabbed the flour, you grinned softly as you took another look at the older man. "You've got flour on your face.." you set the flour down, a small chuckle as you licked the tip of your thumb, rubbing the flour off of his face.

Joel grinned softly, leaning into your touch, a hum as he raised a brow. "You should grab the milk, please..?" You hum, carefully setting your hand in the flour, as Joel sighed and nodded, turning to go to the fridge, You slapp Joel's ass, leaving a white handprint on his jeans, Joel turning around quickly with a small chuckle, a brow raised.

"Oh really?" Joel spoke, his voice rough as he grinned. You chuckle nervously, putting your hands up in mock surrender. Joel steps closer, after a few steps user sprints from the counter, Joel grabbing your arm as he chuckles, slapping your ass hard, leaving flour on your pants as well.

"Joel!" You giggle, shifting in his hold, the two of you sounding like schoolgirls as he hummed, swaying you both slightly

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