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ilyasorokinn · 2 years

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(day two) lights out , joel farabee

note, this fic is part of my 14 days of christmas. check out this masterlist if you're interested. none of these fics in this series are connected, they are all standalone. pair, joel farabee x reader summary, while y/n and joel are decorating their home for christmas, the power goes out, leaving them both in the dark. warnings, blackouts, the dark (is that a warning?) word count, 1046 words

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"What the heck is this? Why do we have this?" Joel asked, pulling out a red mailbox from your boxes of Christmas decorations.

"It's a mailbox." You answered.

"It says 'Letters for Santa'. We don't have any kids." He pointed out, setting the mailbox on the coffee table.

"Yes, we do." You pointed over to your two dogs, who were sleeping soundly by the door to your backyard.

"Okay, we don't have any kids who can write what they want for Christmas." He rephrased.

"But it's so cute. It would look so good in our entryway." You pouted.

He shook his head, "Geez, where did you get all this stuff?" He asked, digging through another box of decorations.

"It's a collection. I started it in college. I would get one new decoration every year." You explained.

"This seems like a lot more than just once a year." He pulled out a family of stuffed fake deers that went on the mantle.

"Yeah, then I met you, and we got married so I used your money to enable my spending." You shrugged.

"So, that's it, huh? You're just with me for my money." He joked, a smile on his face.

"Of course." You smiled. He chuckled, shaking his head again but hung the stockings on the stocking holders that hung over the fireplace, "So, you have your Christmas list put together?" You asked.

"No," Joel answered, turning around to face you.

"Why not? We go through this every year."

"Because whatever you get me is fine."

"That's the vaguest answer ever. You suck." You tossed a pillow at him.

"Hey, you asked." He laughed.

"But why can't you be specific? Like, you want a blender or a new watch. Actually, don't say that. I got you a watch for your birthday."

"I wasn't going to say a watch. I don't need anything. I have everything I could ever want. A great house, two great dogs, and an even more amazing wife. That's all I've ever wanted."

"Oh, don't get sappy on me now, Bee." You laughed.

"I'm being serious." He held up his hands in surrender, "What do you want for Christmas?"

"I'm glad you asked." You pulled a piece of paper out of your pocket.

"Do you just carry that around?"

"Yes, I do. I've been waiting for you to ask." You cleared your throat, then proceeded to read off the items on your list.

"Wow, you've really thought this through." He laughed, "I guess I gotta step up my game and create a list."

"Yeah, you do." You nodded with a smile.

You continued to set things up around your house. Lights, little trees, little mini trinkets, etc. It went on for about an hour when the lights started to flicker.

"Um..."

"I'm gonna grab some flashlights," Joel announced, making his way into the garage.

"I'll grab candles."

"Ooh, are you getting the good-smelling ones?" Joel popped his head through the door.

You laughed, "Yes, I'm grabbing the good-smelling ones."

Right as you and Joel met back up in the living room, the lights were officially out, "Well, looks like we'll have to put all this on hold." Joel seemed all too eager to stop.

"I mean, we could keep going, but we're not going to because you seem a little too excited that the power went out." You laughed.

"I mean, I was gonna outright say it." He joked. You rolled your eyes, playfully punching his shoulder, "I'm kidding." He laughed.

"All right, well now what're we gonna do?" You asked, blowing out the match after lighting all the candles.

"We can take a nap," Joel suggested with a yawn.

"No, now I'm full of energy. We can rest later." You pulled his arm so he was standing up. Once he was up, you let go and ran over to your record player.

Joel found it a bit unpractical since you had speakers all around the house, but the crackling sound record players made were your favorite sound. You pulled out a record and the second Joel heard the song, he knew what you were doing.

"I see you you're doing." He laughed.

"What am I doing?" You asked, walking back over to him, lacing one of your hands through his while the other slid around his shoulders.

"This is our song." He smiled, wrapping his empty arm around your waist.

"Yeah, it is." You smiled, swaying with him.

"You knew what you were doing." He smirked.

"Maybe I did." You shrugged innocently as The Righteous Brothers' Unchained Melody floated across the walls of your living room.

He spun you around, the same way he had when you were dancing to this song at your wedding, "You know, you look beautiful all the time, but that day..." He let out a breath, "You were somehow even more beautiful than ever." He looked down.

"You looked really good, Bee. I mean, you always look good, but you looked very spiffy in your suit. and the dogs." You looked over to your dogs who were still sound asleep, "They looked very nice in their ties as well."

"They did." Joel smiled, leaning down to press a kiss to your temple.

You two continued to sway to the music. Joel spun you around a few times, causing you to laugh and hold onto him tighter, even though he promised he'd never let go.

A few hours later you filled up on gross canned soup and decided to take a nap, the music still playing from the record player and Joel's heart beating in your ear.

Joel woke up sometime later and found that the lights were back on. The lights from the Christmas tree were on and blaring in his face. He groaned softly, squeezing his eyes shut.

Once his vision cleared, he looked down to find you still peacefully sleeping. He pressed a kiss to your head and gently moved you so he could get off the couch.

He then, as gently as possible, picked you up off the couch to carry you up to your bedroom. The dogs followed after him, wanting to sleep with their mom.

"Good night, Mrs. Bee." He whispered, pressing another kiss to your head, then heading back to clean up the downstairs area.

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daddy got into a fight , joel farabee

note, this fic is part of "the four bees" series, so if you want to see more of that series, check out the masterlist linked below. also, this fic is dedicated to the one and only @fiveminutesforfarabee. love you bestie! <3 another note, and yes, this is totally based on joel's fight last with charlie mcavoy. here's the clip if anyone's interested. pair, joel farbaee x reader summary, caroline and lincoln go to one of their dad's games, where he gets into a fight. warnings, children fighting, mentions of alcohol word count, 1019 words

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Lincoln and Caroline's hands were glued to the glass, as well as their eyes, as they watched each guy pass by, trying to find their dad, "Where's daddy?" Lincoln asked.

"He's coming." You told him, holding a hand to his back to make sure he wouldn't fall.

"Link, daddy!" Caroline giggled, pointing to the glass. Lincoln's head spun around so fast you were worried he got whiplash.

Joel tapped on the glass, grabbing both kids' attention, "Daddy!" Lincoln giggled, slapping his little hands on the glass. He waved to both of them, tossing the puck he had been messing around with over the glass.

Caroline caught the puck and clutched it close to her chest with a smile. Lincoln looked upset that he didn't get a puck, but luckily Oskar was skating by, and happily tossed Lincoln a puck.

"What do you say?" You whispered into his ear.

"Thank you." Lincoln smiled. Oskar smiled back as he skated past and continued on with what he had been doing. Joel blew you all kisses, flashed a smile before he was skating off.

"Come on, you wanna get a snack?" You asked, linking hands with both kids.

"Yeah!" They both cheered.

"All right, let's go get a snack." You nodded.

The game was tied, 2-2. Tensions were high. You watched as the puck went from one side of the ice to the other. A few guys went into the boards fighting for the puck.

Joel ended up tripping and falling to the ground. Eventually, the puck was shot in the other direction, away from the corner. Joel and McAvoy fought for the puck, but McAvoy shoved him to the ground.

Joel tried to brush it off and get back up, but McAvoy would not let him and shoved his stick under Joel, tripping him so he couldn't get up. Joel snapped and dropped his gloves.

They started punching going at each other. Your body tensed as you quickly shoved covered Lincoln's eyes, "What is it? What's going on?" Lincoln tried to push your hand away.

You didn't answer as you watched with wide eyes and bated breath as Joel landed on the ground, Charlie McAvoy on top of him. The second they hit the ground was when the refs jumped in.

"Daddy got into a fight." Caroline giggled, having watched the whole thing.

"Why don't we go get a snack, huh?" One of the girls stepped in.

"Yeah, come on, Care." Caroline nodded and linked hands with Oskar's girlfriend. You handed Lincoln off to someone else, you honestly couldn't tell, and they went off to find a snack.

"Holy crap." Your eyes stayed on the ice as you tried to gather your thoughts, "That actually happened right? I didn't just imagine that?" You asked.

"Nope, that actually happened." Karly patted you on the back, "How do you feel?"

"It's not like I've never seen him fight before..."

"I get it." She nodded, "You'd think I'd be used to it, but far from it." She chuckled, rocking Rhett.

"I need a beer." You muttered.

"All right, let's get the lady a beer."

By the end of the game, Lincoln was all tuckered out with all the sugar he had and all the energy he had wasted playing with all the other kids. Caroline on the other hand was still awake and on a sugar high.

"You okay? You look about ready to crash?" Ryanne chuckled as she approached you. Both Gavin and Caroline were running around, which you were glad about. It meant they were burning energy so they would go to sleep easier.

"I think that took a lot more energy out of me than I thought it would." You admitted with a smile.

"Understandable." She nodded. You fell into an easy conversation before all the guys started funneling out of the locker room. You excused yourself from Ryanne when you saw Joel walkout.

"Go, we'll talk soon." She flashed you a smile, one you returned before she was off to find her son. You grabbed Caroline's hand and walked towards Joel, who was sporting a small bruise.

"Hey, Mr. Boxer, sir, can I get your autograph?" You joked.

He chuckled, shaking his head, "You gonna do that every time I get into a fight?"

"Yoy bet your ass I am." You laughed.

"Language!" Caroline cut in.

"Your right, Carebear. Momma's gotta be more careful." Joel teased.

You rolled your eyes, hiking Lincoln further onto your hip, "Daddy, you got into a fight."

"I did." Joel nodded, picking Caroline up. She ran her finger over the bruise on Joel's temple. He winced, "Careful."

"Sorry." She dropped her hand, "Does it hurt?"

"Not at all." He shook his head, "Were you good for mommy?"

"Huh-uh." Caroline rapidly nodded her head.

"Little Miss and Mister got a lot of sugar today too." You told him.

"Really? What did you two have?" Joel asked.

"We had popcorn and a soda and a box of candy. We even got a few nachos." She told him excitedly.

"Really? Ugh, I'm so jealous." Joel fake pouted.

"That's okay, we can have nachos for breakfast tomorrow," Caroline stated.

"We'll see." Joel laughed.

Joel was on bedtime duty, so after both kids were tucked in, he trudged into your bedroom where you were you were trying to find a show to watch. He dropped onto the bed, face first.

You smiled, running a hand through his hair, "Do you need an ice pack or something?" You asked.

He shook his head, "Got it checked out at the arena. Said it was okay." He told you.

"Okay, well, if you ever need anything, just ask." You pressed a kiss to his head.

"Can we just cuddle?" He asked, looking up at you with a pout.

You smiled and nodded, moving the comforter out of the way so he could climb under. He went under the blanket and wrapped his arms around you, laying his head on your stomach.

"Love you, Bee." You whispered, pressing another kiss to his head.

"Love you, too." He mumbled, already on his way to sleep.

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