and joe was winking at us

Good Job Anna || Jack Maynard Imagine

“Hello everybody and welcome back to my channel or hello if you knew,” Jack says, “And as you can probably tell, today I am joined by my little sister and my gorgeous girlfriend.” Jack introduces Anna and me, pulling me into his side and shoving Anna away from him.

“Hey leave her alone,” I scold, earning a high-five from Anna.

“Wow, siding with her over me?” Jack teases.

“She is my favorite Maynard after all,” I tease.

“Ooh, i knew I liked you,” Anna laughs.

“Anyway, this week’s video is Girlfriend versus Little sister,” Jacks looks back into the camera smiling, “All I have to do is ask them questions and whoever gets it right wins!”

“Get on with it Maynard,” I roll my eyes.

“Whens my birthday?” He asks.

“November twenty-third,” Anna shouts making me jump.

“Correct one point to mini Maynard,” Jack says.

“I knew that, ” I pout.

“What is my Birth sign?” He says.

“Sagittarius!” I shout then laugh.

“Correct one point to my Favourite,” Jack says pulling a kiss face at me.

“Who is my best friend? Other than Y/N of course,”

“Mikey,” I say in a matter of fact tone.

“Wrong,” Jack says.

“Conor?” Anna asks.

“Nope, it was Joe,” Jack smirks.

The video continues on like this for a while before the scores are tallied.

“And the person who knows me best is, drum roll,” Jack says building suspense, “Y/N!”

“Yes!” I laugh.

“It wasn’t even fair you guys live together now,” Anna pouts.

“Do we Anna?” Jack asks laughing.


“We hadn’t said anything,” I laugh along with Jack.

“Well, now you all now that Y/N and I have moved in together,” He says kissing me softly, “Alright, ill see you guys next week! Bye!” Jack stands up and turned the camera off, and sitting at his laptop to edit.

“Good job Anna!” I tease.

“How was I supposed to know?” She asks.

“I’m just teasing, I honestly don’t care,” I shrug, “Now us girls should go out and do something without either of your brothers.”

“Yes! Let’s go shopping,” She winks making me laugh.

“Just like your brother,” I sigh standing up, pulling her along with me.

Zalfie Meddles

a/n: any and all feedback is greatly appreciated and requests are open! (also, i know this is a pain in the ass to scroll through. i put it under a read more and it doesn’t seem to be working on mobile :-/ sorry! i’m trying to figure it out.)

word count: 2.6k+

summary: thanks to zoe and alfie, you and joe talk about taking the next step in your relationship.

“Oh, hi! Come in, come in!” Zoe greets the two of you, beckoning you into her home. “I wasn’t expecting you until later! It’s only eight in the morning.” She gives Joe a hug and does the same to you, laughing, “Look at me! I’m still in my pajamas.”

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Ganging Up

“And look who’s joined us this morning,” Joe announces, spinning the camera around to the other man standing in the room.

“Who?!” Graham looks back and forth quickly, although his face is cut off from the shot, smiling as soft giggles come from the woman sat at the counter. “Ah, yes! The lovely Y/N!” He gestures over to her as Joe shifts the camera to her.

“I’m here most mornings,” She teases, sticking out her tongue at the camera.

“And now Joe will have to edit that out,” Graham winks at her, knowing that the viewers still weren’t fully aware of how close the couple had gotten.

“I know, it’s so much fun saying stuff he has to edit out.”

“Oh, so glad you get enjoyment from my torture,” Joe drawls, rolling his eyes.

“Part of being in a relationship, son!” Graham announces, turning his attention back to the breakfast he’s cooking. “Now, grab the plates, foods nearly ready.”


“Grab the plates, Joe.”

“I can grab them…” Y/N starts to get up, but Graham shakes his head quickly.

“Joe has two arms and two legs, he can grab them.” He winks at her again, and she smiles knowing that he’s simply trying to rile Joe up.

“Oh yes, lets just force the youtuber to stop vlogging,” Joe mutters, “You know, the thing he has to do for a living.”

“What are you talking about?” Y/N cocks her head, “You aren’t a daily vlogger.”

“Don’t you start too.” He glares over at her, grabbing a couple of plates.

“Start what?” She smiles back innocently, “You’re the one always claiming you aren’t a daily vlogger.”

“She’s got a point,” Graham nods, tapping the camera Joe had put down on the counter, “There’s physical proof of that.”

“You two are never allowed around each other again.” Joe replies, exchanging the plates for his camera, quickly turning it back on. “So Y/N and my dad think that because I don’t daily vlog, I’m not a true youtuber.”

“We never said that!” She protests, leaning over the counter to get in shot, “He’s making up lies!”

“Lying to your fans now, Joe?” Graham shakes his head, “How do they put up with you!”

“That’s what I ask all the time,” Y/N sighs, settling back in her seat as Joe spins around.

“Will you two stop it?! I am not lying to them!”

“Yes you are.” They reply in unison, and Joe lets out a small groan, looking back at the camera.

“No, I’m not. I would never lie to you.”

Graham clears his throat from the other side of the camera, and when Joe looks up, he points over at Y/N with his spatula, raising an eyebrow. Joe looks over at his girlfriend, who just starts giggling.

“Alright…” He focuses back on the camera, “I take back that statement. Although, it’s not lying. Just keeping stuff from you. To keep some privacy in my life. You understand that, right?”

“The camera isn’t going to answer, son. Sorry to break it to you.” Graham says casually, dishing out the food.

“I’m not asking the camera!” Joe splutters, waving his hand around, “I’m asking the viewers!”

“Do you see viewers, Y/N?”

“Hmm, no, I don’t. Just us and the camera.”

“So unless he’s asking us, but I don’t think he was.”

“No, I don’t think so.” She taps her fork against her chin, “He must be talking to the camera.”

“My thoughts exactly,” Graham nods once, picking up his plate as Joe stares over at the two of them.

“Are you serious right now?” He asks, glancing between the two.

“Sorry, us or the camera?” Graham asks, smirking as he takes a bite of food, Joe glaring over at him.

“Last time I invite you over.”

“Last time I make you breakfast.”

“This is unfair!” Joe pouts, staring at the camera, “My dad and girlfriend are against me. They have joined forces against me!”

“Oh sweetie,” Y/N coos, “We’ve been doing that since the day you introduced us!”

“My biggest mistake.” He grumbles, hitting the button to stop the recording, grabbing his plate and sinking into the seat beside her.

“You mean the best thing you could have done,” Graham points his fork over at Joe.

“It’s because we love you, babe.” Y/N leans over, kissing his cheek.

“Some way of showing your love,” Joe rolls his eyes, but his pout is fading as she links an arm with his, leaning against him while they eat.

“If I didn’t bug you, how would you know you’re my favourite?” Graham comments, picking up Joe’s camera and turning it back on.

“What are you doing…”

“And here we have the adorable couple enjoying a lovely meal cooked by Daddy Sugg. To which Joseph should be grateful, because it allowed him to vlog instead of wasting time cooking.”

“This is why you don’t have a channel,” Joe scoffs.

“I would have an amazing channel!”

“I’d subscribe.” Y/N tells him, “You could be the daily vlogger!”

“They’d all forget about Joe and watch me,” Graham chuckles as Joe’s pout returns, and he leans forward to grab the camera, but his dad steps back as Y/N tugs him back into his seat.

“Quit being a baby, and eat your breakfast.”

“You are both never allowed around each other again.” Joe repeats as the other two start to laugh.

Unexpected Reunion [a Barry Allen/Sebastian Smythe imagine]

Request: u’ve been talking about Seb so here’s a concept: Barry got so bullied during middle school that he moved to Ohio where his mom’s or dad’s family lived, transfered to Dalton &changed his name for a fresh start. In attempt to not be a victim anymore he adopted that persona.. & he liked it?? Being all snarky and all?? u went to McKinley &u r like frienemies. Time skip to today, u move to Central for work &r introduced to Barry Allen. He freaks out when he sees u & u’re like ‘Sebastian u twink wth?’

a/n: this fucked me over man….i need headcanons to read now lol…send me some… /requests closed right now/

Barry thought his high school, Dalton, days were over. Sure, he absolutely loved being a completely different person; he was always more confident and snarky back then. Sebastian knew what he wanted and didn’t put up with anyone’s shit. It felt really good to be able to do that after everything he went through as a kid. But, that was back then. He isn’t Sebastia- okay, maybe he still is. Just deep, deep down. Of course, he isn’t expecting to be him today; when he comes into work, he spits his coffee.

Ducking his head, he tries to avoid the small group of people, trying to rush to his lab. “Sebastian?!” you scream, interrupting Captain Snigh. Barry pauses, eyes wide, foot halfway on the step. “Sebastian Smythe. You twink, what the hell are you doing here?” you fume, placing your hands on your hips, moving your gray blazer.

Puckering his lips, he retraces his steps, landing in front of you. Then it’s like a lightswitch flipping on in his head. “Uh, I work here? Why else? Come on, you’re a smart girl. At least, you were.” he sneers, hazel eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief; like in high school. “So is the whole ensemble here or is it just you? I can never tell; you McKinley’s are kinda like…like annoying gnats. You never leave.” he spits, clutching his Jitter’s coffee to his chest, cardboard pressed to his soft blue sweater.

Inhaling, you step closer to him, hands still on your hips. “Just me, gay chipmunk. I live here now. In fact, I’m starting my job today.” you say proudly, twisting your torso slightly from side to side. “Detective Y/N Y/L/N.”

“A detective?!” he exclaims mockingly, bending his neck. “I always thought you would go on to be a stripper.” he smirks, “You know, you were always so desperate for me, remember?” he purrs into your ear; your jaw tenses. “Practically undressing me with your eyes, even though you knew I was gay?” he chuckles, standing up tall. “I’m not; bi now. Gets more options.”

Your face goes red and you square your shoulders, staring up at him. “You did the same, Sebastian.” you accuse, looking around the room before stepping closer. “Don’t pretend you didn’t get a boner when I sang.” you whisper. Barry coughs, nibbling on his lip as he gazes at the floor. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a job to do, Bas.” you smirk, winking at him.

Barry grins wickedly, tongue swiping over his teeth while his pale green eyes rake down your body. “Always good seeing you, honey… I’ll be seeing you a lot more.” he snickers, watching your hips sway as you strut back to the Captain. Joe cocks an eyebrow, eyes bouncing between the two of you. “What?” Barry asks softly, returning to his usual persona. Well, the one Joe is used to.

“Sebastian? She from your high school? I thought you went to an all boys school.” he scratches his goatee.

Barry scoffs, “No. It’s… a long story.”

Choose, Jack and Conor Maynard Imagine

-Gif not mine-

-Not requested I just thought it would be cool to do-

-Y/N has to choose between Conor and Jack-

You are a really close friend of Joe’s and you always hung out with him. You were introduced to his friends and you instantly took an interest in the Maynard brothers. I mean who wouldn’t, they are both attractive and have their own quirks.

With Jack, he was charming and flirty with you. He was protective and bought you small things while you were out sometimes and he also gave you cute nicknames. Princess was your favourite nickname to acquire. He would give you the best compliments and they made you smile.

Conor on the other hand was less charming than Jack but was almost as equally flirty.  To replace charm, Conor had the best humour. He always made you laugh, even on your really bad days. He was very observant of you and could tell when you were upset and would give you a shoulder to cry on.

Overall, they both treated you as if you were a queen. It made you feel special and slowly gain feelings. The only problem being that you have feelings for the both of them and you don’t know which one to choose.

“Joe, I need help” you say as you storm through his front door.

You quickly stop yourself from carrying on when you see that both brothers you needed to talk about were sat in the living room with Joe.

“With what?” Joe asks.

The other two were watching you with concerned faces and your face went red. This always happened, you turn into a strawberry when anything even remotely awkward or embarrassing happens.

“I was kind of hoping I would get only your help” you say looking down from the brothers.

“We can leave, but i wont say I’m not offended” Conor jokes with you.

“Maybe she’ll tell us one day” Jack gives you a wink as the two leave Joe’s apartment.

You let out a sigh when the door closes and you turn to Joe anxiously. He sits up straight and pats his hand on the spot next to him. You sit down next to him and give him a tight hug when you have the chance to.

“What’s wrong Y/N?” Joe brushes a strand of your hair behind your ear.

“I have feelings for two people and i need your help to make a decision” you say not mentioning the names.

“Who?” Joe asks trying to get more detail.

“I’d rather not say the names but ill give you details about them” you say, Joe nodding his head at you to carry on.

“One of them is charming and flirty and gives me cute nicknames while the other guy is humorous and flirty, the second one always gives me a shoulder to cry on and the first is very protective”

“I don’t know, i wouldn’t be able to choose between Conor or Jack either” Joe gives you a smile, “Especially if i knew they both liked me back”

Your face went red from embarrassment and Joe laughed.

“They like me back?” you ask Joe who nods his head while smiling at you. “You did not make this any easier”

“Honestly, i think you just need to think about who makes you happier” Joe says sincerely.

“What if they both do equally?” you ask running your hands through your hair.

“Maybe talk to them both separately as a last chance to prove themselves?” Joe says not sounding sure about his advice.

You sigh and then smile at Joe, “Maybe that’s not such a bad idea”.

You leave Joe’s apartment and text the oldest brother first.

‘Hey let’s meet at Starbucks?”

You and Conor always went to the same Starbucks when you hung out or wanted to meet somewhere. It was your goto place and it was kinda sweet, avoiding the fact that it was kind of basic.

When you get to the Starbucks, you walk in and see Conor already sitting at your usual table with two drinks.

“You remember my order?” you laugh when you reach the table.

“No i just ordered myself two grande drinks cause I’m thirsty” Conor jokes with you and pulls your drink towards his chest pretending it was his ‘precious’.

You laugh and sit down with him at the table. He hands you over your drink and you take a sip, burning your tongue. You try to hide the pain but Conor must’ve noticed.

“Did you just burn your tongue?” Conor laughs at you as you nod your head in pain.

He pushes over his drink which was cold and lets you take a sip to soothe the burn.

“Thanks” you say taking a sip.

You knew Conor really cared about you and you thought about what it would be like to date him. He would probably always try to fix your problems whether or not it was small or not, he would make jokes all the time but still make you feel special. You smile at the thought of Conor caring about you in a loving way and you didn’t realize Conor was watching you.

“What’s got you so happy?” Conor says smiling at you.

“You” you blush.

You guys spent the rest of the coffee date talking and laughing. You always had so much in common with Conor so nothing felt forced. You almost forgot you needed to see Jack too so you send him a text when you were done your coffee.

‘Want to go for a walk around the park?’

You and Jack always went on random walks together and sometimes runs too.

‘Just need to change then we can meet’ Jack texts back to you.

You make your way to the park, it was fairly close to Jack’s house so he would’ve beat you there anyways. When you get there, you see him walking towards you. He was wearing black ripped jeans, a black shirt and a green jacket.

“Hey cutie” Jack says inviting you under his arm.

You walk towards him and he wraps his arm around your shoulder. The park wasn’t very busy today so all you could really hear were your own footsteps and the birds chirping in the wind.

“So why’d you want to meet?” Jack asks curious.

“Just wanted to see you is all” you say smiling.

“Couldn’t have something to do with what you had to talk to Joe about could it?” he asks trying to learn more.

“No don’t worry, I just wanted to see you” you say reassuring him.

You knew Jack sometimes had a temper but it was never directed towards you and you didn’t want it to be at any time. You knew he was just being sweet.

“Ok” Jack simply says giving you a smile.

You carried on your walk and talked about how things were. You played around and sometimes ran through flocks of birds to make them fly away, causing Jack to laugh along with you. You both stopped walking when you came up to a big tree that had shade all around it.

“Let’s sit” Jack says sitting down on the grass.

“Let’s climb” you say ignoring that he sat down.

He stood back up as you tried to get the proper footing.

“I don’t think this is either safe or allowed” Jack says trying to convince you to stop.

You continue trying, ignoring how protective Jack was getting. He was holding out his hands just incase you fell and it made you laugh.

“C’mon this isn’t the first tree I’ve climbed” you say moving your foot to another position quickly losing all grip you had.

You slip and fall a short distance when Jack caught you by your hips.

“Are you sure?” Jack says laughing at the coincidence.

When he puts you down you laugh and shove him jokingly. He grabs your arm lightly to pull you in for a hug and you jump from a light pain.

“Did i hurt you?” Jack asks concerned.

“No, just a small scratch there” you say holding out your arm for Jack to see.

The scratch was small but it was bleeding so Jack took it seriously.

“Let’s go get you a bandaid” Jack says walking you away from the tree.

During the walk you thought about what it would be like to date Jack like you did with Conor. Jack would probably try to stop you from doing things but you would continue to do them just to see how caring he would be. He would be protective which also meant probably jealous, but you didn’t mind jealousy. When you would succeed at things, Jack would probably be happier than anybody else would be.

Jack puts a bandaid on your arm after buying them from the near by drugstore and you go and get ice cream.

After your little date with Jack, you head back towards Joe’s house.

“Hey, did you choose?” he asks getting straight to the point when you walk in.

“Conor or Jack?” Caspar adds in laughing.

You blush and give Joe a look for telling Caspar and he looks away laughing.

“I can’t decide, the dates were both good” you sigh sitting down in between the two.

“Which one did you enjoy more?” Joe asks curious.

“Jack’s was more fun cause we did stuff but Conor’s was great because i was so comfortable” you say sighing.

The two boys sigh with you understanding your pain. You sit in silence for a few minutes before anyone says anything.

“I think you should choose based off of who could make you happier, who would take care of you and help you get through things?” Caspar says smiling.

You smile at Caspar for helping and close in on your decision, “I think i know who”.

The two boys nod at you and you grab your phone to text your choice.

‘Let’s meet again’


Hey guys, quick message. I would like to do a part two to this story which will reveal which boy Y/N chooses.

I think it would be cool if i got some input from you guys giving me an idea of who you think Y/N should choose, with a reasoning why.

If i get enough opinions from you it’ll make the imagine more enjoyable :)

So send in your opinions please!!


Habits || Jack Maynard

Originally posted by myalwaysari

Requests are currently [ OPEN ]

Masterlist can be found [ HERE ]

Word Count: 1.1k+

Summary: In which a meal out with her best friends may lead to something a little more. 

Dedicated too: Lana Del Rey, for bringing me inspiration when nobody else can xo

“Come on, we need to leave,” (Y/N) whines as she stands beside the front door, checking the time on her phone and sighing, tapping her foot against the floor impatiently. “Conor, hurry up!”

“Alright, keep your panties on.” He chuckles, shrugging on his bomber jacket and throwing one of his spares at her once he saw what she was wearing. “Put that on. You’ll freeze your ass off in that dress.” She rolls her eyes and folds her arms across her chest, raising her eyebrows and throwing him a pointed look. He coughs and glances down at his watch with an apologetic shrug. “Right, yeah. Sorry for taking so long.”

She laughs and shakes her head, opening the door after equipping the oversized jacket and motioning to it with her hand. “Fuck gender roles, gentlemen first.”

He playfully swoons, strutting out into the hall and glancing back at her over his shoulder dramatically, causing her to giggle as she walked out and locked up. He whistles lowly as his eyes trail down her body, the bomber jacket only coming a few inches down her thigh and the dress barely covering much more. “I see tonight is a leg night.”

“It could be worse.” She smirks, threading her arm through his as they walked through the hallway and toward the stairs that lead to the buildings main exit. He looks down in confusion, and so she elaborates. “I bought this new set of underwear yesterday, and honestly, I considered wearing them under that huge faux fur coat I have: like the women in the movies do.”

He throws his head back and laughs, the image of his bestfriend in nothing but an outrageously obnoxious fur coat in Central London on a Saturday night too amusing to not imagine. “You mean the women who want to seduce their men?” He asks, and she nods silently as they walk through the double doors and out into the dark street. “But in order to seduce your man, don’t you actually have to have- oh I don’t know, have a man, who’s yours?”

Groaning, she pushes him slightly but laughs at his comment nonetheless. He had a point, having a man to seduce in the first place would help her cause: but for now, her LBD and Conor’s bomber jacket seemed more appropriate than the fur coat and her underwear.

She pulls the jacket closer to her frame as they walked at least twenty yards before finding their Uber driver, who apologised continuously but explained how he’d gotten completely lost within the windy streets.

The warm interior of the car is greatly appreciated, especially when Conor pulled out his phone and began to make snapchat videos, tilting his phone toward her every now and then so that she could say her piece of simply make a funny face. By the time they reached the restaurant, she’d already counted out the cash and handed it to the polite driver with a smile.

She and Conor hang back for a while, making sure that they didn’t have any unanswered messages or emails that they needed to address before deciding that they were good to go. That was one out their routine procedures, after a messy night out had ended with two important business emails being ignored and nineteen calls from a very worried mother.

They walk into the restaurant with smiles imprinted not their faces, immediately laying eyes on their friends who all looked up from the menu’s one after the other. (Y/N) unhook: her arm from Conor’s and greets them all with a wide smile, overjoyed to be in the company of her best friends after a week of having to socialise with people whom she really had no interest in at all.

Eventually she sits down, with Jack on her left and Mikey on her right, both boys pointing out meals that they’d had before and recommended. The names were all foreign to her, and she scrunched up her nose and shook her head after each suggestion, instead deciding to stick with her tried and trusted chicken and avocado house salad.

She notices the camera in Joe’s hand the moment he lifts it up off of the table and points it toward her. He laughs and moves it between herself and Conor with a cheeky tut. “Look who decided to join us, late as always!”

She gasps and throws a crouton at him, looking over at Conor and narrowing her eyes at him. “Well, Mr Maynard, are you gonna tell them why we’re late or am I gonna have to do it for you?” When he rolls his eyes and looks away innocently, she laughs and turns back to face Joe with a wink. “Let’s just say, someone has to sing atleast five songs in the shower before even considering getting out.”

Jack snorts, causing (Y/N) to turn toward him and watch as he smirks and glances toward his older brother with his eyebrows raised. “I can’t believe you still have to do that.” He shakes his head and takes a sip of his beer. “Used to take us hours to get ready for school because that little shit would refuse to get out of the shower when mum told him too.”

“My older sister used to have to eat half of a bowl of one cereal, and then use a different bowl with another half a bowl of different cereal. My mum used to say she could only do things in halves.” (Y/N) vocalises, a slight smile on her face as she rests her elbows onto the table top and looks over at her bestfriend with a smug smile. “Con, you know you’re my ride or die, but your habits are fucking annoying.”

He lifts his hand to cover his heart in mock hurt, blowing her a sarcastic kiss before turning back to Josh and continuing to chat to him about god knows what.

She turns back to smile at Jack, but her expression falters when she sees small frown on his face. “What’s wrong?”

He blinks quickly and shakes his head. “Nothing- nothing. I guess I just understand why people ship you guys so much.”

If she hadn’t known him for so many years, she wouldn’t have caught the jealousy in his tone, but she had, and she did. She purses her lips to hide her smirk and leans in closely, resting her hand on his thigh and eying the rest of the table as she breathed against his neck. “You wanna know a secret?"He hums, resting his hand on her thigh just as she had his just seconds before. Breathing shallowly, she brushes the tip of her nose against his ear and smirks. "If I had to kiss a Maynard brother, I wouldn’t pick Conor.”

Naked and Afraid || Josh Pieters Imagine

The water rushes over me washing away the dirt of the day. I run my hands through my wet hair and down my body, scrubbing each and every craves. Wishing so desperately to feel clean. I step out of the shower and into the cool air. A shiver runs up my spine as I quickly tuck the towel around my body. I open the door of the bathroom and walk into my boyfriend’s bedroom, dropping my towel I glance around the room, searching for my clothes, I pull the towel up to cover my chest. Walking out into the living room I shout, “Josh where have you put my clothes?” But instead of being greeted by the eyes of my boyfriend, its six other pairs of eyes. My eyes widen, “Well fuck,” I mumble. I quickly wrap the towel around myself properly.

“Nice ass love,” Jack laughs, I shake my head in response.

“Thanks,” I wink, “Now where is my boyfriend?”

“Kitchen,” Joe says eyes focusing back on the screen.

I turn on my heel and make my way to the kitchen, “So your friends just say me naked,” I say to my boyfriend.

“What?” He half shouts, making his way towards me.

“You could have told me that they were here,” I say poking his chest, “Now where are my clothes?”

“Oh here love, I just washed them,” He says handing me my clothes. I smile and give him a soft kiss. I make my way back into Josh’s bedroom and get dressed.

Making my way back into the living room, I take a seat next on Josh’s lap hiding my face in the crook of his neck. The chuckles of the guys surround me making my face flush.

“Oi,” Josh half shouts making me jump slightly, his arms wrap themselves around me, “Stop it, Just because my girlfriend is hotter than any girl you lot could pull.”

I laugh removing my head from Josh’s neck, poking my tongue out at each of the boys.

“I agree with you on that one mate,” Jack says winking at me making Josh growl in jealousy.

“Stop teasing him,” I say winking back at Jack, “He’s much hotter than you lot anyway.”

Josh turns my face to his placing his lips on mine, tongue swiping itself across my bottom lip, I open my mouth allowing him to explore it with his tongue. A cough causes us to break apart.

“Dude, if you’re going to make out with your girlfriend, can you at least give one of us the other controller,” Oli says chuckling softly.  Josh throws the controller towards the others and places his mouth on mine again.

“Y'all are nasty,” I hear a voice I vaguely recognize as Joes say.

Roller Coaster

“What should we go on next?” Jack asks, spinning around to face Joe, the camera trained on the older man’s face.

“Why are you still filming this?” Joe laughs, holding a hand up in front of his face, “I thought we were meant to have fun!”

“I’m documenting our date, babe! That is fun.”

“You won’t be saying that with the amount of editing you’ll have to do later,” Joe smirks, “Or is this your way of revealing us to the world?”

“Ah, you’ll never know,” Jack winks, turning back around, panning the camera across the fair he and Joe have come to. “What to do next…”

The older man keeps his casual pace behind his boyfriend, smiling at the childish glee on Jack’s face, enjoying the excitement rolling off of him more than the actual fair. So far, the rides had been pretty easy, and Joe was able to remain mostly calm.

But now there was one ride looming closer, one that he knew Jack would want to go on.

“Let’s do the roller coaster!” Jack decides, grinning over his shoulder at Joe, turning back to his camera a moment later, which meant he missed the fear that flashed across his boyfriends face.

Joe had seen the roller coaster from the moment they stepped foot onto the fair grounds, and had been holding on to the small sliver of hope that Jack would not want to go on it. But naturally, since his boyfriend enjoyed the thrill, Joe had already accepted that he’d be forced onto the ride.

He knew he should just tell Jack that he was terrified of roller coasters, and that he had absolutely zero desire to even step near the ride, but Jack was so excited to go on it, and Joe just couldn’t take that away from him.

So instead, he plastered a smile on his face, and responded with a cheery: “Sure!”

Each step towards the roller coaster increased his panic level, so by the time the two were at the front of the line, Joe felt disconnected from his body and mind.

Jack was talking to him, tucking the camera away for the ride, but the words were fuzzy and it was taking all of Joe’s focus to even just breathe.

“Ready?” Jack asks once their settled into their seats, a large smile on his lips.

“Y-yeah,” Joe chokes out, the grip on the handles so tight his knuckles are white. His eyes are locked onto the seat in front of him, on a scratch in the paint, something to look at instead of the world that’s soon to be flying past.

“Hey,” There’s a warm hand on his, and he drags his eyes away from the scratch to meet the concerned blue of Jack’s, “You alright?”



“I may,” His breath hitches as the worker tugs on his seat, checking that it’s secure, “I may have a slight fear of roller coasters.”

“How slight?” Jack asks, his lips tugged down in a frown.

“I’ll be fine, really.”

“You look like you’re about to pass out. We don’t have to do this, we can get off…” But even as the words leave Jack’s mouth, the ride begins to creep forward, and Joe’s eyes find that scratch in the paint in front of him, panic clawing at his throat.

“I’m right here,” Jack tells him, his hand still on Joe’s. “Everything is going to be okay.”

“You’re never picking a ride again.” Is all Joe can mumble before the ride surges forward.

“Open your eyes, babe,” Jack laughs as the ride clicks to a stop.

Joe isn’t entirely sure when his eyes had closed, but now he slowly opens them, relieved to see they are indeed back at the start, and everyone’s seats are lifting, the people piling off. Jack takes Joe’s stiff hand in his, wrapping an arm around him once they’re both off the ride, letting the older man lean on him.

“You okay?” Jack asks softly, slightly worried by how pale Joe still is.

“Just need to sit down.”

“There’s a bench right here,” Jack says, leading him over to the bench, both falling into it heavily.

Bending over in his seat, Joe presses the palms of his hands against his eyes, breathing deeply. He can feel Jack running his fingers up and down his spine slowly, and the touch helps to ground him, the panic slowly subsiding.

“I cannot believe you had me go on a roller coaster…” Joe mutters a minute later as he sits back up.

“I didn’t know!” Jack protests, “If someone had just told me.”

“I know, I know,” Joe sighs, letting his body fall against Jack’s, “But you looked so bloody excited to go on it.”

“Yeah, but that didn’t mean you had to give yourself a panic attack over it.”

“Too late.”

“Clearly,” Jack snorts. “I think you screamed more than the five year old sat at the front.”

“Piss off.”

“I’m also surprised I was able to pry your hands off, you were gripping the handles so tightly.”

“Jack,” Joe whines slightly, turning his face into his boyfriends shoulder, “Stop being mean!”

“I’m sorry, babe,” Jack laughs softly, his fingers lacing together with the other mans, “But it was kind of funny…”

“I hate you.”

“No you don’t.”

“Yeah, I suppose you’re right.” Joe sighs again, sitting up, “Can we go play some stupid little games now?”

“Sure. I still need to vlog some more anyways.” Jack agrees, pulling Joe up with him.

“I don’t get why you insisted on vlogging our date…editing is going to be a bitch for you.”

“Worth it.” Jack smiles, kissing Joe’s cheek quickly.

And it’s while Joe is playing one of the many different games they have at the fair that Jack ends up capturing one moment that definitely cannot make it into the vlog.

He’s got his camera in his hand, filming the older man, but he’s so caught up in the pure excitement and joy on Joe’s face, his blue eyes sparkling as he laughs, that Jack forgets he’s recording.

Because when Joe turns his head to look over at Jack, a breathtaking smile sent over to him, the younger man lets the words slip out: “Gods, you’re beautiful.”

Joe’s cheeks turn an adorable shade of red as he ducks his head a little, taking the small prize from the worker before stepping closer to Jack, his smile turning softer, more intimate.

“Thank you,” He mumbles shyly, leaning in to kiss Jack quickly, “But you’ll have to cut that out of the vlog. I don’t think you’ll be able to play it off as the view this time.”

“I’ll make sure to save it though,” Jack smiles back, his arm snaking around Joe’s waist, “Because you really did look beautiful in that moment.”

“You’re so cheesy.”

“Not cheesy, just in love.”

Night Of Surprises

Joe was determined.

Determined to get his best friend to join him and the boys on a night out.

It was long overdue, really.

Over the past four years of friendship, he had yet to get her to go out on the town with them, although he knew she went out with some of her girl friends occasionally.

The boys respected Y/N’s decision though, because they knew she was busy with school. She had a scholarship to maintain, and a job as well to help support her living, between work and studying, there just wasn’t much time to go out, so the rare occasion she had time to do so, it was with her girls.

The boys had groaned and moaned about how Y/N liked her girl friends better than them, but she was quick to remind them that all her other free time was spent with them. And even when she was studying she was around them.

So the boys were quick to shut up, knowing that there wasn’t much else they could say, because she was right, they did get her a lot of the time.

But Joe was still determined, because he wanted to have a fun night out with all of his best mates. Y/N included.

He waited until finals were done and all her papers were handed in. He had stolen her work schedule one day while they were hanging out, and so knew what night would work best.

Now he just had to convince her.

“You want me to come out with you guys?” She asked one night while they had dinner at Joe’s.

“Yes. You haven’t been out with us, and I’m sure Mikey and Jack could use a wing woman.”

“I just…” She pushed the food around her plate, “There’s probably more fun people to go out with.”

“Love, you’re my best friend. There is no one better. Please?”

“Fine,” Y/N finally sighed. “I’ll go out.”


“Yes, really.”

“This is going to be the best night ever.” Joe grinned, practically bouncing in his seat.

None of the boys knew what to expect.

When the night finally arrived, the boys were buzzing, ready to take their female friend out and show her the nightlife of London.

They figured that the girls nights she had had were probably pretty tame to their nights, and were excited to show her what an actual good time was.

“Ready?” Y/N asked, appearing from upstairs of Joe’s flat, smiling over at the boys, who had all fallen silent at her appearance.

The outfit she was wearing was unlike anything they had seen on her. They had seen similar outfits at the clubs, on the girls they had tried to pull, but not on their quiet and studious friend.

“Holy shit,” Jack broke the silence, “You look hot.”

“Awe, thanks Jack. Now, are you ready to go?” She asked again, spinning around on her heel and heading for the door, “Let’s go boys!”

The moment the boys stepped foot through the door of the club, the surprises continued.

Y/N lead them over to the bar, ordering a couple rounds of shots, and a few of the boys exchanged hesitant glances, wondering if she’d be able to handle them.

Until she threw back her shots, and a few of theirs, with ease, smiling casually at them.

“Time to dance!” She told them, pulling Joe and Conor out onto the floor with her, letting the music wash over her body as she began to dance.

Joe and Conor stood in shock as they watched her for a moment, unsure of how to react exactly, and judging my the looks on the other boys faces, neither did they.

None of them had seen her like this, so used to the quiet and reserved side, she was the type of person to throw herself into her studies, to roll her eyes when they did something stupid or Jack made an inappropriate comment. Now they were watching her become someone entirely different, but in a way so confident that they were mesmerized.

Because it was clearly still their Y/N, but letting loose and having more fun.

After the initial shock, the boys did their best to simply work with this newly discovered side of their friend, but continued to exchange shocked and confused looks throughout the night.

And the most surprising part was when she slipped her way through the crowd over to their small group to announce that she was leaving.

“Alone?” Joe asked worriedly, already preparing himself to leave as well.

“Nope,” Y/N shook her head, a sly smile on her lips, “With him.” She turned to point over her shoulder at a man standing a little ways back, who nodded over at her.

“Wait,” Jack shook his head, “You pulled?”

“Jealous?” She replied.


“Good.” Her smile switched to the one they were all used to, a beaming smile, “Thanks for dragging me out tonight, you guys. I had fun. I’ll see you tomorrow for dinner, right?”

Once they had all nodded, she winked and turned away from them, making her way back to the man waiting.

“Holy shit.” Josh mumbled, taking a long sip of his drink.

“This just isn’t fair,” Jack pouted.

“Did you know?” Conor asked, looking over at Joe, who shook his head.

“Had no idea. She’s full of surprises.”

“How do I find myself a best friend like that?!” Jack whined, “I want a hot party girl for a best friend!”

“Maybe one day,” Joe laughed, patting the younger man’s shoulder.

Under the Table**



“Do we really have to go to dinner tonight?” Joe whined as he laid on bed, watching you get ready to meet the boys for dinner. 

“Yes Joe. We said we’d be there so get up” You said walking over to him, pushing his legs over the side of the bed. 

Joe said up quickly and grabbed you by the waist and pulled you down on the bed. 

“But wouldn’t you rather we stay here and do something else? I’m not really hungry for food” Joe smirked while he traced his finger up your bare leg. 

“Later.” you said ignoring the goosebumps that formed in the wake of his fingers. “Now get up, we have to leave soon” 

Joe groaned in reply but complied and went to change his clothes. 

“There you guys are!! We thought you guys weren’t going to come!” Josh shouted once he saw you and Joe walk into the dimly lit restaurant. 

“Don’t be silly Josh, I haven’t seen my favorite boys in a while so I wouldn’t miss having dinner with you lot. This one on the other hand..” You said shooting a look at your boyfriend who pretended to be amused. 

“Ah mate you can leave if you want to. Y/N you can sit by me, I’ll keep you company” Jack said patting the seat next to him. 

You shot him an apologetic smile as Joe pulled you as far away from Jack as the table allowed. 

“So can we order yet? I’m starving” Caspar asked once you and Joe were situated at the table. 

“Mikey’s not here mate.” Oli pointed out looking at his phone. 

You all ordered drinks while you waited for Mikey to show up. 

“Joe” you whispered shoving his hand off your thigh but your attempt failed as he quickly moved it back to your thigh, fingers tightening to grip your leg slightly. 

You looked over at Joe who was smirking, clearly enjoying teasing you. You brought your attention back to the conversation deciding that Joe wasn’t going to distract you tonight. Not until later that is. 

Joe on the other hand had different plans. 

Mikey finally arrived and after each boy had his turn taking the piss out of him being late you finally ordered. Joe seemed to have forgotten the fact that you two were out in public. Usually when you two were out in public, he was quite shy about hand holding, kissing, etc. But tonight, that whole mindset had gone out the window. Joe had removed his hand from your lap and instead took you hand in his and toyed with your fingers while they rested on the table top. 

The boys took a few stabs at Joe suddenly getting handsy whilst in public, but Joe just shrugged it off which was usually not like him. 

“Are you alright?” You leaned over and asked him once everyone’s food came. He hadn’t really joined in on the conversation much. Apparently you weren’t the only one who picked up on his actions, or lack there of as Conor joined in on your conversation. 

“Yeah mate, its unlike you to be this quite.” He said shoving his mouth with another forkful of food. 

“Yeah I’m fine. Just have something on my mind” Joe said looking over at you. Your eyes widened slightly as you recognized that look in Joe’s eyes. Joe was definitely still horny and he wasn’t doing a good job at hiding it. 

You gulped as you turned our attention back to your food, trying to ignore Joe as best as you cold. Once everyone was finished, a few of the boys ordered dessert and the conversation turned into a discussion about where the group would holiday next. 

Joe’s hand was now back on your thigh, inching higher every minute until he brush his fingers across your slightly soaked panties. You silently hated yourself for wearing a dress that night, knowing that if you handed, Joe wouldn’t be so handsy but you also were pleasantly shocked to see this side of your boyfriend. Not to mention it turned you on a bit. 

Joe moved your panties to the side and he slowly ran a finger up your slit. You parted your legs a bit more causing Joe to laugh silently. 

“Y/N, you’re coming with us this time right?” Caspar asked looking over to you. 

You tired to keep a straight face as you felt Joe’s fingers push farther into you. 

“Yeah” you said a small moan escaping your lips as your fully shoved his fingers into.

He began working his fingers in and out of you while still paying attention to the conversation at hand. 

“Maybe we should all go to Greece. Y/N loves Greece, don’t you” He asking, smirking over at you, his fingers still working at your core. 

All you did was nod your head. If you opened your mouth, you were sure that you would become a moaning mess.

The boys liked Joe’s suggestion so much that they all started looking up things to do in Greece and were essentially already planning your holiday. 

Joe’s fingers were now curling inside of you and you felt the pressure build up in your stomach. You bit down on your lower lip, trying to contain that moans that were desperate to escape your lips. 

The pressure became too much for you and you soon came around Joe’s fingers, letting out a small whimper, you’re head falling into your hands on the table. 

“You alright Y/N?” Mikey said looking up from his phone. 

“Yeah,” you said, pausing to catch your breath. “My head just hurts a bit, I think I’m going to get some fresh air.” you said standing up after Joe removed his fingers from inside of you. 

“Do you want some company?” Jack was quick to say but wasn’t quick to act as Joe was already on his feet with you. 

“I think we’re actually going to head out boys.” Joe said pulling on his coat. 

“Yeah let us know when you guys agree on a holiday plan. See you all later” You waved goodbye as Joe led you out of the restaurant, his hand on the small of your back. 

Once the two of you were outside, you turned around and attached your lips to Joe’s causing him to laugh into the kiss. You pulled away and poked his chest with your finger. 

“You’re a tease, you know that Sugg.” 

“I had to be, dinner painfully boring considering I didn’t want to be there in the first place.” Joe winked over at you before taking your hand in his and walking down the street. 

“Horny buggards” Jack said rolling his eyes as the boys watched you and Joe walk hand in hand past the windows of the restaurant.

Hey Nurse

Pairing: Joe Liebgott/’Reader
Rating: Teen+
Author: GinaBaker1666
Summary: Easy Company’s field nurse meets her match when Joe Liebgott walks into the aid station, and she realizes there’s always one soldier who’s too sarcastic for their own good. But then again, so is she. 

Because @liebgotttrash wanted more Joe Liebgott fics. Enjoy!

If you asked me the exact date and time I met Joe Liebgott, chances are I couldn’t tell you. If you asked me where I met him; the aid station in Holland, D-Day plus 64. It was far from glamorous, and he was covered in dirt and blood. His own blood. But truthfully, it might be the only part of the war I don’t want to forget.

We knew all about Operation Market Garden, that the boys would be jumping into Holland, and we would be right behind them for support. What a lousy word to use; support. Ever since we made the jump on D-Day we had done so much more than just support, each of us, just as much a part of their company as the men. 

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Brighton || Joe Sugg

Originally posted by luminescent-jaspar

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A/N: This is a request from a while ago that I could never find inspiration for but now here it is, better late than never huh?? Remember, requests take longer to write because I like to make them 100% and a lot longer than my usual imagines, so if you have requested an imagine please be patient, I promise It’ll be posted at some point xo

“M'so sleepy.” You mumble, mostly to yourself but partly toward Joe as you walked into his office with the duvet wrapped around your shoulder and your bottom lip jutted out.

He turns his vlogging camera toward you and throws his head back in laughter at the state of you. “Oh my god, you look like Dobby the house elf.”

You roll your eyes and tug the heavy quilt closer to your body, grabbing the iPad from his desk before sitting down on the floor with your back against the wall as he continued to explain to his viewers what your plans for the day were. You turn the screen on and go onto the Tumblr app, already logged into your account seeing as Joe wasn’t active on his; both a blessing and a curse. You’d pay to watch him scroll down the ‘thatcherjoe’ tag.

“You wanna tell the viewers what you’re gonna be doing this morning, gorgeous?” Joe asks, and you look up from the screen with your face scrunched up. “I’ll take that as a no.” He chuckles amusedly, turning the phone back to himself and rolling his eyes. “See what I have to put up with every morning guys? Madness.” He declares, smiling at the camera for just a second longer before he covered the lens with his end and stopped recording.

You look up from the iPad screen when he stands up to readjust his green screen, biting your lip curiously. “What’re you filming?”

He glances down at you and shrugs. “Well, there’s finally a new episode of The Walking Dead out for me to film, and then if I’ve got time I’ll probably film another Sims video.” You hum in understanding and let your eyes follow him around the room as he begins to set up his equipment. He glances at you over his shoulder and grins. “You staying to watch, love?”

Biting the skin on the inside of your cheek, you nod and push your head into the comforting duvet. “Maybe for a while, but then I need to go pack.”

He nods and flicks on one of his umbrella lights making you mean and look away with a wince, only looking up when he crouches down in-front of you and cups your cheeks in his hands, brushing his lips against your and smiling. “Goodmorning, pretty.”

“Morning, handsome.” You mumble, pulling away from his lips before kissing him quickly once more before he stood back up and walked over to his gaming chair, turning on the camera and his microphone before slipping his headphones onto his ears and filming his intro.

You only managed to stay in the insanely bright room for around twenty minutes before you abandoned the duvet and proceeded to walk around the apartment in just your underwear, which wasn’t so much of a rare occurrence as it perhaps should’ve been. You contemplate whether or not to make food, but breakfast had never really been your forte anyways so you eventually decide not to bother and instead head up to the bedroom to start packing.

Joe was done within the next hour or so, which meant you could finally stop attempting to pack what he needed and instead leave him to sort his own things out as you finalize everything you needed for the day. By the time you were done and had made a quick smoothie for you and Joe to share, the Uber had arrived to take you and Joe to Tanya’s, where she was waiting to give you both a life into Brighton.

Luckily Tan only lived around twenty minutes away, and so the uber ride was relatively short, but still long enough for yourself and Joe to have a quiet conversation about the movie you’d both watched the night before as you shared the green smoothie. You pull up to Tanya’s house and thank the driver before jumping out and walking up to the front door, knocking twice and sharing a silly look as you waited for the door to be opened.

Tan opens the door with a wide smile on her face as she squeals and pulls you both into quick hugs before beckoning you inside and apologizing for Martha, who was barking at your feet, excited to see you again after what seemed to have been forever. Seeing as you were already slightly late, you can only spend a small amount of time at Tanya’s, which was mostly spent having a playfight with Jim on the living room floor which you were ninety-eight percent sure Joe had captured for his vlog.

Soon enough you found yourself sat in the back of Tanya’s car with your laptop open in your lap, drafting up a few emails and laughing at Joe as he made a stupid joke before pulling our his phone and holding it up.

“Is this an instagram story or a vlog?” Tanya asks quietly as she watched Joe hold up his phone from the corner of her eye all whilst checking her mirrors. They’d stopped at a red light, and joe had taken that as his chance to continue vlogging.

“A vlog. So we’re on route to Brighton.” Joe says as he holds the camera higher and Tanya begins to wave. “Tan is at the wheel! We’ve actually made it, well- I mean, how far into the journey actually are we?” He asks, though before either of the girls could answer he works it out himself. “Like an hour into the journey almost.”

“Half an hour.” Tanya corrects and Joe nods.

“Half an hour into the journey, and we’re still here.” He grins, fist-pumping the air as he glanced out of his window for a split second as tan began to talk.

“We’re still alive.” She smiles widely, tilting her head towards the camera as she spoke.

“Which is surprising since Tan hasn’t driven in a bloody long time.” You pipe up, closing your laptop and putting it on the seat next to you before leaning forward and smiling at the vlog.

Tan laughs and shakes her head. “No- oh and, also, are we going to get to any big roads?”

Joe nods. “Well, yeah. We’re actually gonna be going onto a motorway at one point.”

“Do you think we actually will though?” She asks, a frown on her face as she tried desperately to stay positive about the whole situation.

You laugh and nod, causing Joe to tilt the camera toward you. “I’m pretty sure we will, yeah.” Tan sighs and chuckles a little when you eye her suspiciously. “When was the last time you drove on a motorway, Tan?”

“About four years ago.” She replies, turning back to face the road as you share a look with Joe before sinking back into your seat and smiling to yourself as your boyfriend continues to tease the driver on camera and you proceed to continue writing up a few emails that you’d been ignoring for the past day or so.

The drive was full of laughter and groaning as you got stuck in traffic in Croydon, though you managed to make it through the entire journey without complaining once that it was taking too long, something Joe grinned and praised you on when you arrived at the Zalfie household, much to Tan’s amusement.

There was a flurry of hello’s and hugs and happy birthday’s before everyone piled into the bigger car, Joe, yourself and Tan in the backseats as Zoe and Alfie sat in the front. The two Sugg’s both began to vlog at the same time and you couldn’t help but laugh when Joe gave up and held his phone down, frowning grumpily as Zoe continued to vlog. “So we’ve got Joe and (Y/N) in the back, Tan.” She draws out Tan’s name. “You’re like our three kids.”

“Incest!” You yelled out in amusement at the exact same moment as Joe yelled, “I’m an astronaut!” Equally as loudly making you groan and cover your ears and nudge him softly. He laughs and wraps his arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his side and kissing the top of your head as Alfie begins to back out of the driveway.

You arrived at the hotel in no time, and checking in proved hardly any trouble compared to a few other times you’d had to check into a hotel just for one night. But luck seemed to be on your side that day.

You and Joe walk hand in hand up to the room, having parted ways with the rest of the group in the lobby once everyone had acquired their room keys.

Walking into the room first, you grin widely and place your luggage down onto the queen sized bed before you started checking out the place. Satisfied, you sit on the bed with your legs crossed and a smile of content on your face as you open up your handbag and bring your phone out.

“Tell you what guys, I have made t to my room here in the Artist- oh, what was it called?” He furrows his brows in confusion as he shows the vlog parts of the room.

“Artist Residence.” You remind him, your voice soft and a small smile on your face as he glances back at you with a grateful wink.

“Artist Residence, uh, in Brighton. And all this reclaimed stuff looks incredible. And they have Joe’s tea, um, 'welcome to the Artist Residence in Brighton. Have a few drinks on us’, smiley face.” He pans the camera down on the handwritten note as he reads it aloud. “And two drink vouchers. But everything about this room, like, I love the finish. Like this whole vintage type of stuff is incredible.”

“It really is beautiful.” You add in agreement, nodding your head as Joe turns the camera toward you. “Have you showed them the view yet?”

He shakes his head and clicks his fingers, walking over to the window and beginning to talk about the view and the I360 that was perfectly centre in the view from the window.

Later on that day, you and Joe were walking down the streets of Brighton, your jacket pulled tightly around you and Joe’s hand entwined with yours as you walked the short distance from the hotel to the restaurant where everyone was meeting for Zoe’s birthday meal.

“I love this place.” You say quietly as you walk down the cobblestone path, looking up at Joe as he looked down at you and smiled. “Look how beautiful everything is.” Your words are soft as you look up and around at your surroundings, in awe of everything you were seeing.

“Yeah, me too.” He nods, and you smile at him gently, tightening your grip on his hand as you use your other to tuck a piece of hair that was tickling your nose behind your ear.

The meal was wonderful, you finally got to catch up with Poppy and Mark after way too long of not seeing them both, and you managed to sneak your present to Zoe inconspicuously under the table. She’d been confused at first, but when you quietly insisted that she just put it into her bag and open it up later on, she gave up asking.

It wasn’t anything bad, but you didn’t want it to seem like you’d only got her the gist you did just to make yourself seem better in front of others. Instead, you wanted it to be strictly between you and Zoe.

A real silver charm bracelet with Cartier diamonds sat in the velvet box, with five charms hanging from the chain. One representing Nala, a little pug. One representing YouTube, a camera. Another representing your friendship, that one being a single rose. The last two were just as special, and all in all you were proud of the present you’d spent so much time thinking about over the previous few months.

Joe knew that you’d bought her it, of course, and had reassured you so many times that he knew she’d love it, which had calmed your nerves slightly. But when Zoe stood up to go to the bathroom and returned a few minutes later and sat down next to you with a smile, she waited until nobody was looking before leaning in and giving you a quick hug and whispering in your ear. “Thank you so much, (Y/N). I honestly love it.”

You couldn’t seem to stop smiling, and neither could she, and when you glanced over at Joe, he simply winked at you as if to say 'I told you so’ before going back to eating his food and having a conversation with Alfie.

When the meal was over and done with, you all decided to walk down to the beach; which, seeing as by that point everyone was at least a little tipsy, probably wasn’t the best of ideas. But nonetheless, when you arrived and almost immediately tripped face first into the pebbles only to be caught by Joe who couldn’t help but laugh at your expense along with the rest of the group, you couldn’t help but laugh.

You spent a relatively respectable amount of time on the beach, shoving each other towards the water and popping into what felt like at least twenty different vlogs.

The walk back to the hotel you and Joe spent walking behind the others, or well, Joe did anyways. You’d bribed him into giving you a piggy back, and so now you had your legs wrapped around his waist and your chin resting on his shoulder as you breathed softly against his jaw.

“Hey Joe?” You hum, and he turns his head to look you in the eyes curiously. “I love you.”

“I love you too, pretty.” He grins, and you lean around to kiss him quickly before squeaking and tightening your grip on him as he sped up to catch up with the others. “Hey guys, wait up! My little legs are carrying another pair of little legs now too!”

In public : Conor Maynard Smut

(this was a request, where y/n and conor hate each other but are secretly fucking)

“Be nice to each other.” Oli warned you and Conor was you climbed out of the uber.

“Depends whether she’s going to be a bitch or not.” Conor scoffed, trailing behind you and Oli on his phone.

You were meeting Joe, Mikey and Jack at the restaurant for dinner. Caspar and Josh were currently in South Africa visiting their family which is why they weren’t joining you.

You wore a long sleeved sparkly dress, which had a low neck so it showed a bit of cleavage, along with some high heels. Everyone had dressed up a bit as it was quite a posh restaurant.

“Please, i’m only a bitch to dickheads.” You shot back at Conor which caused Oli to groan.

“Seriously, stop now.” Oli sighed, walking ahead of you.

The thing is, you and Conor were secretly ‘friends with benefits’ however you weren’t even friends. Who knows what you’d call it. All the boys thought you both hated each other - which you did - but you were both sneaking around and sleeping together.

The sneaking around made it so much more fun for you both and the fact you both hated each other only turned you on more. You thought Conor was a dickhead, yes, but also very attractive and tonight, as he rocked black skinny jeans and a black button up shirt you honestly wanted him so bad. You didn’t understand how he was so good looking. As you were walking into the doors of the restaurant, you felt Conor quickly pinch your bum as he used his other hand to grab open the door.

You shot him a warning look but he just winked. Thankfully, Oli was in front so he didn’t notice.

“We’re joining the table for Sugg.” Oli told the man who greeted us and he guided us to the table where Mikey, Joe and Jack were.

“Wow, Y/N you look great!” Jack complimented you as soon as you got there. Instantly you could feel the jealousy coming from Conor.

“Aw, thank you babe!” You replied as you kissed him on the cheek, greeting him.

The funny thing was you and Jack were both really flirty people, which Conor hated. As Conor had to act like he hated you, which he did, it was so obvious that he hated the fact you would flirt with his younger brother.

Honestly, you loved winding him up. You took a seat next to Jack after you said hello to the other boys. Conor then sat down next to you, which Joe made a comment about.

“Y/N and Conor next to each other… Is that really a good idea?” He laughed.

“Don’t worry, I won’t even look at her.” Conor said. You just smiled in response, nodding at Joe.

As the night went on, you and Conor ignored each other as you and Jack flirted. You could almost feel the steam coming from Conor.

“Jack, I think i prefer your hair down like this, you look sexy.” You told Jack as you noticed his hair was down, spread across his forehead rather than it being up in his usual messy quiff. As you said this, you rested your hand on Conor’s thigh which caused his whole body to tense.

“Thanks, babe. I literally couldn’t be bothered to style it today.” Jack told you as you ran your other hand through his hair.

Soon, the waitress came over to your table ready for orders. Your hand stayed on Conor’s thigh, lightly moving your fingertips up and down. You quickly glanced at him, his face held a stern expression and he shot you a warning look.

“Conor? What you having?” Joe asked from across the table.

This was your moment. You moved your hand right up to his crotch, gently palming him through his jeans. The boys didn’t suspect a thing as you weren’t making it obvious at all. Conor’s face started to go red as he stuttered over his words.

“I- i’ll have the u-um lasagne please.” He quickly spoke.

The waitress nodded as she wrote down the last order and left the table. Conor grabbed onto your wrists, stopping you from your actions just as you felt he was getting hard.

“Fucking stop, Y/N, now.” Conor spat at you, looking angry.

“Stop what?” Jack spoke up from the other side of you.

“U-uh she keeps kicking me under the table.” Conor groaned, trying to cover up the fact you were just teasing him.

“Well you’re exaggerating. I did it once and it was an accident.” You quickly replied, making it believable.

As you looked back to Conor, you noticed his eyes were on your chest. As soon as he realised you were looking, his eyes shot back up and he licked his lips.

“You two never stop arguing.” Jack laughed. It was so tempting to just add in a comment about how you don’t argue when Conor’s fucking you senseless. You decided against it though.

As Jack got into conversation with Joe, Conor reached his hand over and rested it on your exposed thigh. You gulped, knowing he could easily get you back. This was the last thing you wanted, the boys would definitely realise as you were the worst at keeping quiet.

“Really need the loo.” You quickly announced before standing up and making your way to the toilets. This left Conor shaking his head at you. The ladies toilets were empty and so you walked up to the large mirror that was behind the sinks. You noticed your cheeks were flustered and hair was a bit messy.

As you fixed your make up, the door opened. You were expecting another girl to come in, needing to go toilet. But no, in walked Conor.

“This is the ladies.” You told him.

“Shut the fuck up, get in there.” Conor growled, grabbing your hips and pushing you into the nearest cubicle. A small smirk played on his lips which made you excited.

As soon as you were both in and the door was locked, his lips attacked yours. You were pinned up against the wall with your arms around his neck. He kissed you harshly, trying to let out his frustration. As you felt his jeans against you, you noticed how turned on he was.

“Someone’s excited.” You giggled against his lips.

“Shut up and get on your knees.” He told you. You didn’t need to be told twice as you went down to his jeans.

Quickly unbuttoning his jeans and pulling them down his legs, you then started to pam him through his boxers. When you looked up and made eye contact with him, you could tell he was enjoying it but wanted more.

“Don’t tease me, you slut.” You groaned.

You went to his boxers, pulling them down, exposing his length. You loved Conor’s length, he was quite big, but not too big. He always filled you up perfectly.

Kissing his tip, Conor grabbed onto your hair. You kitten licked him a few times before popping him into your mouth. He immediately moaned out a ‘fuck’. He loved it when you sucked him off. It was about the only thing he complimented you about.

“Uhh, babyyyyy.” Conor moaned out as you bobbed your head up and down on his length.

You put all of him into your mouth, trying your hardest not to gag. Just looking up and seeing Conor in this state was enough for you to swallow. As he looked down, you made eye contact as you continued to bob up and down, sucking him.

Taking him out of your mouth, you began to pump him quickly. This caused him to hiss out loud. The main door to the ladies toilets opened, meaning Conor had to be silent now.

When you put him back into your mouth, you knew he was close. He grippeonto your hair tightly and screwed his eyes shut, you moved your mouth up and down him quickly as you sucked, sending him over the edge.

Suddenly, he released into your mouth. The warm liquid didn’t taste the best but you swallowed it anyway. When Conor finished, you smiled up at him. He ran his hand through his hair as you stood up.

“You’re amazing.” He whispered, pressing a soft kiss to your lips.

When the toilets were empty, you both got of the cubicle and cleaned yourselves up.

You walked back to the table first. Everyone was looking at you as you sat down.

“Conor is such a dickhead!” You groaned.

“Don’t even bother.” Joe laughed, shaking his head.

They didn’t suspect anything, just that you both had an argument by the toilets. When Conor came back and sat next to you, he sent you a wink.

Clothing Swap Tag

“Hello everybody, and welcome back to my channel!” Jack claps his hands together in front of him, grinning over at the camera. “As you can see, I am joined by the one and only, Joseph Sugg!”

“Hello,” Joe smiles and waves at the camera, his hands moving to clasp behind his back.

“Now, you may wonder what we’re doing,” Jack continues, “Or not, because the title of this video. But it’s a pretty big tag, and many of you have been asking for it!”

“Although I still don’t see it turning out very well…” Joe mumbles.

“They just want to see you in my stuff, babe.” Jack winks over at him. “Joe and I are doing the clothing swap tag!”

The other man lets out a small groan, his head falling down, “Wasn’t doing this with Caspar torture enough?”

“This is different, because we’re actually dating. Everyone just thought you two were.”

“Can you just finish explaining?”

“Alright,” Jack faces the camera again, “We have each chosen three outfits. Casual, gym, and random choice. Neither of us have seen the others choice, so it’ll be a surprise.”

“And it’ll be a surprise if you fit my clothes.” Joe adds.

“Are you calling me fat?”

“What?!” He stares over at Jack, “NO!”

“Relax, I’m teasing,” The younger man laughs, “It’s kind of obvious we’re different sizes. I’m excited to see you in my stuff though.”

“You’ve seen me in your jumper…”

“That’s just a jumper,” Jack rolls his eyes. “Go put on the first outfit!”

“Alright,” Joe laughs, heading for the guest room.

When he walks out a few minutes later, Jack’s clothes hanging off of his slim frame and a small frown on his lips, his boyfriend starts giggling.

“What?!” Joe snaps, trying to push the sleeves of his shirt up, only for them to fall back down.

“You look adorable.”

“I look like a child,” He rolls his eyes.

“How are my pants staying up?”

“I tied the belt.” That sets Jack off again, and he throws his head back, laughing loudly.

Joe just glares over at him.

“Alright,” Jack giggles, “My turn.”

“Good. Have fun.” Joe smirks, watching Jack head to the next room to change.

And when he appears, it’s Joe’s turn to laugh, because Jack is holding Joe’s jeans in his hands, and the shirt is pulled tight across him, but he’s also got Joe’s shoes on.

“We need to talk about how small your jeans are.”

“I have skinny legs!” Joe protests, his eyes falling along Jack’s body, his laughter slowly fading away. Because there is a lot of Jack on display, and since Joe’s shirt is tight, the muscles on the younger man are made more prominent.

“Yes, you do,” Jack rolls his eyes, “I couldn’t even get a foot into one.”

“Sorry.” Joe replies, not sounding sorry at all, because he knows how much Jack likes his jeans on him.

“Go put your second outfit on.” Jack throws the jeans at him, pushing lightly on Joe’s shoulder.


“These are comfy.” Joe announces as he walks into the room, wearing some of Jack’s gym clothes. “Why don’t you wear these more?”

“Because they’re for the gym, not for everyday.” Jack replies, scanning his boyfriends body. The clothes are still loose, but there’s more skin on display. Like Joe’s collar bone, exposed by the collar of the shirt hanging low on his chest. And Jack loved that part of Joe, because of the delicious sounding noises he could draw from the older man when he sucked along a certain spot.

Clearing his throat, Jack shook his head. “Right, my turn.”

“Yes, it is.” Joe smiles over at him, noticing the look in Jack’s eyes. He glances over his shoulder when Jack walks out of the room, his own eyes watching Jack’s ass as it leaves.

And when the younger man walks back into the room Joe feels his cheeks turn red and his body warm, because Jack isn’t wearing a shirt. Only some tight basketball shorts and shoes.

“Did you choose like all your smallest clothing?” Jack asks, running a hand through his hair. “I couldn’t even get your shirt on.”

“Oh, no.” Joe shakes his head, looking anywhere but at Jack.

“At least I got your shorts on.”

“Because I chose my loosest fitting ones.”

“Calling me fat again?”

“Stop thinking that.” Joe snaps, his eyes meeting Jack’s, but they fall to the exposed skin again, and he has to drag his stare away. “I’m going to change.”

“You do that,” Jack smirks, catching on to what Joe’s feeling. Mostly because he’s feeling the same way.

“Oh gods,” Jack groans lightly when Joe walks back into the room, hand holding the swimming shorts up, his feet bare along with his torso. Jack knew Joe had been working on getting more in shape, but hadn’t really noticed how much he’d changed until now.

“Really?” Joe asks, “Swim wear? It’s March.”

“Your point?” Jack mutters, his eyes slowly moving down the length of Joe’s body, his body responding immediately.


“Huh?” He looks back up at Joe, his face warm as his boyfriend smirks at him.

“Time for your last outfit.”

“Right. Outfit.” Jack nods, but it takes him a minute before he finally turns and heads for the guest room.

By time he comes back into the room, Joe has shifted hands that are holding up the clothing, and the shorts are hanging lower on his hips. Jack feels his mouth water at the sight.

“So we had a problem,” He calls out, and Joe glances over his shoulder, eyes widening when he realizes Jack is wearing nothing but his boxers. “I couldn’t get anything on.”

“Oh?” Joe says softly, his eyes falling on the clothes in Jack’s hand, hanging in front of him. Hiding something.

“I didn’t feel like ripping your clothes,” Jack tells him, moving to stand beside him. “Especially since I really like this shirt on you.”

“Thanks,” Jack laughs, but its weak sounding, his mind too distracted.

“I think that’s it for the video,” Jack mumbles, his free hand snaking around to the small of Joe’s back, his fingers dipping under the waist band of the shorts.

“Yeah, I think so.” Joe replies breathlessly, his body shifting towards Jack’s. “End it.”

“End what?” Jack asks, looking at Joe’s rapidly darkening eyes.


“Right.” He shakes his head, facing the camera. “Uhm, that’s it guys. Sorry I wasn’t able to wear more of Joe’s clothes, but I didn’t feel like making him spend money on new clothes.”


“Remember to subscribe to me, and Joe, his links are below. I’ll see you all in the next video!” He rattles off the rest quickly, tossing the clothes onto the ground so he can pull Joe’s body against his, their lips crashing together.

Joe’s own hands move to around Jack’s neck, the shorts falling off of him, but neither care, because they wouldn’t have been on much longer anyways.

When Did This Happen?


“Mate what do you have planned for tonight? We all were thinking about going out later.” Jack said kicking Joe with his foot who was sat at the end of the couch. 

“Um, Y/N’s coming over to help me film. Not sure how long that will be.” Joe replied, his focus still on the game he was currently playing. 

“You two hang out a lot, mate. OH C’MON!!” Mikey yelled as Joe scored another goal just as the game ended. 

“She’s a good friend. I can’t hangout with my friends?” Joe asked passing Jack the controller. 

“Buddy thats not what I meant” Mikey said before starting a new game, completely forgetting the conversation with Joe. 

A few hours had passed and Joe had managed to get Jack and Mikey off of his couch and out the door, on one condition; he go out with them that night. 

‘Hey love, the boys want to go out tonight, you in?’ Joe sent the text off to his girlfriend after jumping out of the shower. 

‘No thats alright, still need help filming?’ 

‘Please xx’

‘See you soon xx’ 

Joe smiled as he read her texts. Y/N wasn’t like many girls, only went out a handful of times and that was when the boys forced her to go out. She was sweet, kind and just a genuine friend and that was why Joe fell for her.

She’d be there for all the boys, especially Joe, when either of them could sleep that night or just wanted someone to talk to.

One night, a quest to fall asleep ending in spilling secrets of bottled up feelings for one another which led to a secret relationship between them, neither of them knowing how to tell the boys, so they didn’t. 

Their relationship was still new, only a couple of months, and they weren’t done testing the waters yet and didn’t want to draw attention to something that wasn’t even there. 

Except there was something there for Joe, something he’s never felt with any other girl he’s been with.

“Hey love!” Joe greeted his girlfriend at the door with a quick kiss. 

“Hi” She said kissing him back “So what time are you going out?” 

“Um around 9 I think” 

“Good, than that gives us plenty of time” She said wrapping her arms around his torso, kissing his lips once again. 

“Plenty time for what?” Joe asked smirking down at her. 

“To film your video” She said pulling away and disappearing into his flat. 

“Have you finished yet?” Y/N said walking over to the couch where Joe had been editing. 

“Yes, just creating the thumbnail.” He said giving her a quick smile before returning his work. 

Y/N sat down next to him, her feet tucked closely into her body, her head resting on his shoulder. She watched him work away, photoshopping words onto the thumbnail card and add it to the upload.

“There, all done.” Joe said closing his laptop and putting it on the coffee table. “Now I can spend the rest of the night with you” 

“You mean the boys” She said lifting her head from his shoulder. 

“Right but until then, I’m all yours” He said pulling her into a kiss.

The kiss quickly deepened after Joe pulled Y/N onto his lap, his hands quick to lift her shirt up over her head and tossing it to the floor. His lips moved from her lips do to the valley of her breasts where he sucked harshly, leaving his mark on her in place only he could see.

Y/N on the other hand liked to show off her work, finding it highly amusing to see the boys so oblivious to their relationship thinking the marks came from some girl at a club and reading the comments on Joe’s blog speculating his relationship status. 

She quickly took change in moving her own lips to her favorite part on Joe’s neck, her fingers tangling themselves in his hair as she flicked her tongue over her recently made mark. 

They brought their lips back together, Joe letting out a small moan as she began rocking her hips back and forth against his crotch. 

“Y/N” Joe moaned out as he felt himself grow harder underneath her. 

He moved his hands under her bum, picking her pick and moving to the room where they had just filmed his video. Joe quickly removed his shirt before crawling on top of her and reconnecting their lips. 

“Well hey guys,” A distance voice called out of the door frame. 

Joe glanced over his shoulder to find his mates standing in the hallways, different expressions on their faces but with a unanimous sense of confusion. All eyes moved from Joe to the body he was hovering over then back to Joe. 

“Well we’ll leave you two to it then” Jack said closing the door as he and the other boys turned away. 

Y/N let out a small giggle as she pushed Joe off of her and picking up his shirt from the floor and pulling it on. 

“Well at least they know.” She said taking his hand after he got off the bed, letting him lead her out of the room.

“Well that was quick.” Conor said once he saw the two of you emerge through the doors. 

“When the hell did this happen?” Josh asked. 

“A couple months ago” Joe answered, catching Y/N’s shirt that was tossed his way. 

“So she’s the one?” Oli asked. 

“What?” Joe quickly, letting go of Y/N’h hand. 

“The hickeys mate, she’s the one who gives them to you.” Oli clarified pointing to Joe’s neck, giving him a weird expression. 

“Oh, um yeah. Yeah she is.” 

“Nice work Y/N, didn’t think you were the type” Jack said giving her a smirk. 

“Funny” She said taking her shirt from Joe and leaving the room to change. 

“So mate…” Caspar started, “Y/N huh.” 

“Yeah it just sorta happened.” Joe said glancing over to the bathroom.

“Look guys he’s in love!” 

“What?! No I’m not” Joe snapped his head back to the boys. 

“No you’re not what?” Y/N asked as she walked out of the bathroom, tossing Joe his own shirt. 

“He’s not going out with us tonight, he’s all your Y/N” Caspar said winking over at Joe. 

“No it’s fine, you can go out with them tonight. I don’t mind” She said directing her words towards Joe. 

“Honestly Y/N, theres no point. He’s got you now, he doesn’t need to pull some girl in a club tonight.” Jack said. 

“Mate you just want one less competition” Mikey said hitting Jacks arm. 

“Maybe so, my hearts a bit in pieces knowing that Y/N is no longer available.” He said sending you a pout. 

“Sorry mate” Joe said throwing an arm around your shoulder. 

“Alright, we’ll leave you two alone. I need a drink!” Conor said standing up, prompting the rest of the boys to follow suit. “See you later.”

Versace On The Floor

The music filled the room with the chatter of all the guests. Walking, I head over to my husband Joe Sugg who hosted this get together party with Gleam. The party was mostly a reunion, mostly everyone in the Gleam management was pretty busy and that meant that no one has seen one another in a while. Joe hosted the party in Brighton, only because it was a sea side town and it was where we both met. The party was held in a beach house near the pier and it was the perfect day to host a party since the sun was shining. Scorching heat that you wouldn’t be really able to get usually in Brighton.

Everyone was to stay at a nearby hotel after the party since there would be a breakfast buffet the morning after. The party was summer themed, as it was summer months. Joe and I drove here with Caspar, Josh, Jim and Tanya with our land rover. All the youtubers were vlogging, no one would want to miss the oppportunity to film a special moment in their lives. Here I am now, seated with a glass of champagne beside Joe.

“Care to dance my love?” Joe stands up from his seat, a hand coming up to his head to swipe back the growing barnet that I loved so much. I clutch his hand, letting him lead me to the dance floor where mostly everyone was dancing to this year’s new song hits. (It was mostly everyone since some were seated down, having a chat.)

Zoe suddenly notices my appearance and focuses her camera on me. “It’s my sister in law! Look how beautiful you are!” She gushes with amazement, her blue eyes that were a copy of Joe’s glimmering under the coloured lights. The Suggs were definetly my favourite sibling pair. Zoe and Joe have so much similarities that everytime I go meet with Zoe, she was just another spitting image of the man I fell in love with.

“Thank you! You are looking gorgeous!” With my arm, I curl it around her shoulders, pulling her closer to me. Totally ignoring Joe who pulled me to the dance floor. It was then Joe pulls me away from Zoe, saying “Stop stealing my wife!” In a playful manner.

I feel his breath against the skin of my neck, subtle goosebumps rising up both of my arms. His muscled arms, looping around my waist, softly swaying both of us to the rythm of the music. “My wife is looking so damn hot.” Joe whispers against the shell of my ear, a shiver crawling up my spin and a gently rose blush creeping to my cheeks.

Grinning, I turn my head slightly, enough to see his eyes looking into mine with pure love. “Same goes for my husband.” He rubs his nose against mine subtly, pressing his forehead to mine in the process.

Joe had a couple of drinks but not to the point where he was considered drunk. Luckily, this time he was purely sober. “God woman, you’ve already gotten me slightly hard.” He breathes with a chuckle. A small giggle errupting from me, my face scrunching up with amusement. Joe was always horny bastard, after a few years of being single, he sure did miss getting laid. It seems that he’s been making up for the lost time.

“I didn’t even mean to turn you on, you wanker.” I informed, turning my head back straight as it was hurting a bit from it’s turned position. Joe nuzzles his nose against my cheek, humming and then pressing a kiss to my jawline. At this point I didn’t even care if someone was watching us, everyone was used to Joe and I being all lovely dopey and touchy. That’s why we can’t get a video finished it time, we end up making out that we have to cut it out during the edit. Joe even asked me to create a folder of my laptop desktop full of our cut out make out sessions.

“Yes, I wank to you all the time.” I slap his arm playfully, not expecting what he had replied to my statement. I inhale, breathing in his minty aftershave. His aftershave was one of my favourite scent to smell on him, when he shaves, I’m always watching him. He doesn’t take long to shave as he doesn’t grow that much of a stache. This morning he shaved, meaning I was sat on the counter top watching him shave off his stache infront of the hotel bathroom mirror.

“Please can we go back to the hotel? I need that versace on the floor.” He lowly growls into my ear, although he was also begging with need. With small weakening kisses to my neck, I tilt my head back giving him more of my neck to litter kisses on.

I bite my lip, “In a few baby, you’ve still got to wait for the party to finish.” Joe groans in response, a whine mixed to the tone. He withdraws from me, lightly slouching and a pout. A grin on my face forms as I watch Joe walk away with a pout from the rejection. My hand gently clutches my other one behind my back as I start to step towards Joe who now has sit down back on our table, arms crossed. “Babe, I promise. You will get me later, just wait for the party – that you hosted – to finish.”

His shoulders tensing as I slide my hands from his shoulders towards his chest, my upper body leaning down to his level. “Fine.” Joe grumbles, making me giggle at his frustration. I then go over to my chair across from him, his eyes immediatly going to me, scanning my attire before a michevious smirk appears on his sinful lips. “Underwear.” Joe speaks, leaving me a tad confused.

Joe leans forward, hands lay flat on the white silk covered table as he speaks lowly but audible for me to hear. “Take ‘em off.”

My eyes stare intently onto his blue ones that are no doubt clouding with lust. I look at him in confirmation before he gives me a nod, confirming what he told me. Biting my lips, my head sways from side to side, looking if anyone was paying attention to us. They were all preoccupied. I gulp, sliding my hands underneath the Versace dress I was wearing. Luckily the silk white sheet over the table was covering my movements.

I gripped my hem of my underwear, lifting my bum slightly off the chair so I could slip them out. Looking back over to Joe, I see a toothless smile over his lips as he watches me intently. I bite my lip, grinning as I reach under to grab the knicker that I have successfully taken off. Wordlessly, Joe ducks under the table, a surprised gasp escaping my lips as I see him grab my disgarded underwear and sneakily stuffs it in his pocket.

My bikini line was bare and free from the knicker. Soft breezes of the cold room hits my core making me squirm on my chair. This was the first time Joe has ever done anything like this. Cheeky prick he is. I watch him; seeing him grab his champagne glass in front of him before taking a sip as his eyes remained on me.

It was then until the clock stroke 10 pm, Joe was now called by our manager Dom. “I’ll be right back, hot shots.” Joe winks, causing a small blush to appear on my cheeks.

Joe starts his ending speech; basically thanking everyone for coming and reminding them that there will be a breakfast buffet tomorrow morning before everyone claps.

I have said my goodbyes to everyone before Joe and I take our car to the hotel. Josh and Caspar weren’t coming with us since they suggested that they take an uber instead. Tanya and Jim has resulted to joining Zoe and Alfie in their mini, leaving me and Joe to have our car to ourselves.

“Lovely party that was, yeah?” Joe says, inserting the keys into the ignition before pulling out of the driveway.

After a nod of my head, I stay silent. The car journey was silent, mainly it was BBC Radio 1 softly playing in the background as I focus my gaze onto the view outside. Zoe took me literally all of Brighton with our friend Mark Ferris since we three were having a friend’s road trip. We even had a mini little photoshoot in the beach. I remember Zoe getting pooped by a seagull that day, Mark and I laughed so hard.

The car stops in front of the hotel, my eyes drifting towards Zoe’s mini, seeing as they got here first before everyone did. Joe loops his arm around my waist as we walk towards the lift. Our floor was 27 at this hotel had 30 floors.

Walking, I press the button that contained the number 27 on it. Joe and I were joined by other civillians inside the lift. When the lift doors has closed, Joe suddenly kneels down, hands going to tie his shoelace when a woman in front of us looked at him. But I was wrong, what surprised me is that he placed his hand on the back of my leg, trailing it upwards until it went nearer and nearer to my area.

He slips a finger inside of me, causing me to let out a soft gasp. My hands gripping my sling bag tightly. Nails digging in the material that they had use to create such an exquisite black leather bag.

Joe’s fingers circle my nub, my wetness making it slip with ease. My eyes hastily look up the ceiling, silently praying that no one is seeing my husband’s hand inside my dress and expertly touching me with his skilled hand.

“So wet, darling.” He rasps at my ear at a hushed voice, thrusting two fingers upwards.

A tortured moan gets stuck in my throat as the doors open, a few civillians going out. Joe repeats his rythm. Pumping his fingers, suddenly thrusting them hard. His fingers reaching deep inside of me to find that spot that would make me loose my mind.

Well news flash, it would make me go crazy. I would have started getting vocal if there weren’t anyone inside the lift besides me and Joe. Instead, I am in the position, letting my horny arse husband touch me behind about 10 people in front of us.

Suddenly, the doors clicked again and I see the giant number 27 plastered making me feel relived. Joe pulls his fingers out, slipping them into his mouth casually as the civillians in front of us give us way to get out and once we do, I glare at Joe.

“You total arse.” I nudged him with my elbow, causing a genuine chuckle to escape his lips as we neared our hotel door. “That was in front of people, you dick.”

Joe slots in the key, pinning me instantly against the door once he has opened it - so we could enter - and closed it back when we were inside. Lips plump and swollen from the intense make-out session we were having, hands roaming each other’s desperately.

With skilled hands, his rushes to unzip my dress and let it fall in a pool beneath me on the floor. “Versace is on the floor.” Joe smiles at the black dress, unbuttoning his button down shirt before practically ripping off the clothing. He grabs my waist, pulling me to his lap once we’ve situated on the queen sized bed of the room. Tongue dancing with mine, hands splayed across the flesh of my bottom. Panting, I unbuckle his belt, slipping the leather item out of his jean belt hoops before carelessly throwing it to the floor.

I pause, taking this time to study Joe’s face. My index finger, tracing along his defined jaw line. “Admiring my face?” Joe raises a brow, thumbs rubbing smooth circles on my hips. I nodded, pushing his fringe back before I kiss him again. My hands entwined together behind his neck as I subtly roll my hips, mouth pulling away from his to release a gasp from the friction on my c.lit against his black skinny jeans. “Y'like rubbing on m'thigh little one?” He rasps, lips pressing against the juncture of my shoulder and neck, sucking a fresh hickey on the spot.

Nodding, I do it again. Rubbing my throbbing c.lit on his jeans that were no doubt stained with my arousal. Hot and bothered, I increase the pace of my hips, bringing myself closer to my high. That tight coil in my stomach, waiting for release. “Gonna cum, love?” Joe’s hands unclip the hooks of my bra, slidding the straps down my shoulder as I let my arms fall from his neck so he can get rid of my bra.

“Yes…” I sighed, lost in pleasure and the rush of adrenaline through my veins. But like always, Joe would always find a way to tease. In the blink of an eye, my back hits the mattress. Joe hurriedly getting his jeans off but leaving his boxers on. “C'mon.” I groaned, pushing my hips upwards so he was aware that I needed him.

He chuckles, pushing my hips back down against the mattress. “Gonna make your legs tremble and shake… make 'em wobble tomorrow and everyone’s gonna see how hard I fucked ya.” Grabbing my wrists in his hands, he pins them above my head as his lips kiss down my chest.

“Joe…” I moan, prolonging the syllable of his name. Back arching as he takes my nipple in his mouth, teasing the hard nub with his tongue.

“So pretty for me, right sweets?” Joe breathed, taking my other nipple in his mouth, treating it the same way as the other. Whimpering, I arch my back giving him all of me. “Talk t'me, love.”

“What do you want me to say?” Eyes closed as Joe continues his assault with my breasts.

With my response, Joe chuckles pulling away my chest to drop a kiss to my lips before he brings my arms down - but still gripping on my wrist - pinning them to my hips this time. Automatically, I spread my legs, bringing my knees up.

He blows a puff of air onto my core, a buck of my hips is my response as my hands clench into fists. “Please… please…” I sighed, raising my head from the pillow to look at the man between my legs. “Just fuck me already.” I was needy, so needy that I didn’t want any more foreplay. But foreplay was apart of our sex, especially.

“Just a taste love, and then maybe you could take care of me before we fuck?” It sounded like a question, but it wasn’t. Either way, I couldn’t deny him. He’s been pleasing me more than I’ve been pleasing him. If he wanted me to take care of him, then I will.

Licking a length up my slit, I release a shaky gasp, eyes rolling back my head. His mouth latches on my bundle of nerves, his tongue swiping up and down, suckling afterwards. It’s when he pulls away with a dirty sound that I whine. Missing the contact on his tongue against my most private area. “Always delicious f'me,” He hazily says, as if he’s in a world that only includes me and him.

Connecting his mouth again to my mound, he’s savouring my taste no doubt. Mind filled with the thought of me cumming of his tongue. Joe’s licking and sucking with more desire. Eager to make me writhing beneath him. Suddenly my upper body lifts momentarily as if it’s pulled up when he gently nips.

Joe brings my hands towards his hair, pulling away from my c.lit. “Pull my hair, darling.” Grasping the soft strands, he goes back to my area, doing his work. I scratch his scalp softy as a praise.

“Joe…” I moaned, arching my back ever so slightly as I pull on his hair. It was then he starts thrusting his tongue against my pulsing hole that I gasp and hips buck into his face. “You’re so - so good - ah! Stop cutting me off!” I whined, causing Joe to chuckle. The vibrations of the sound against my mound making me go crazy and pull his hair a bit harder.

“Wanna cum, sweets?” He questions, barely running the tip of his finger against my entrance.

“Will you let me?” My toes curling from when he inserts his index finger knuckle deep and then pulling away; repeating his pattern.

I open my eyes to see Joe pursing his lips, as if in deep thought wether he’d let me cum or not. “I’ll let you cum… when I’m inside of you.” Joe concludes, an irritated sigh coming out of my mouth.

“Then just fuck me already.” Groaning, I begged.

Joe crawls up to meet my face, giving me a peck, he says “You still have to take care of me, love.”

Nodding, I sit up, rolling both of us over that I am now on top of him. I trace my fingertips over his abs, my finger subtly reaching towards the waist band of his Jack Wills boxers. “All those gym sessions has been changing a lot of you.” I remark as I dip a finger inside his boxers, that only reaches the thick waist band to pull it away from his hips, only to release it, letting it snap back against his skin.

“But not my dick, love.” Joe breathes, shutting his eyes clothes when I pressed my lips against his stomach. Rolling my eyes at his cockiness, I push my hand down against the growing bulge that lies underneath the fabric of his boxers. “Fuck…”

“Hastag Joe has a big willy.” I grinned against his ear, pressing my kisses down his long neck. His neck was the perfect spot to leave lovebites on, it always fascinated me how long his neck was. Girrafe boy, as he calls himself.

Chuckling breathlessly, he answers “Don’t remind me of Caspar’s brain freeze. My dick literally shrunk.”

Biting at the lovebite I was making, I replied “Either way, you’ve got a big one.” Scratching my nails softly against his skin, I slide down his boxers down his legs. He kicks them off once and they were with the scattered mess of our clothes around our hotel room. Without hesitation, I wrap my hand around his length, a sharp intake of breath from Joe as a response.

“Y/N…” He softly moans, a grin covering my lips. Tapping my index finger against his tip, I moved down, kissing his torso on the way. His shaft, hard and big. “Hurry up, please.” Joe begs, pushing his hips towards my face.

Rolling my eyes playfully at how needy he is, I wrap my lips around his length. Scrapping my teeth against the skin of his c.ock, causing his to let out an agonizing groan. I suckle gently before pulling away. “You’re a good boy, right?”

Joe groans again, “Yes, I’m a good boy. I’m your good boy.”

Smirking, I pull his length with my hand - but not too harshly - kissing him roughly. “That’s great, baby boy. Now let me take good care of you.” Patting his cheek softly, I move back down, my lips engulfing his length again.

Licking against the underside of him, I sucked afterwards. His head falling back against the pillow, a “Holy fuck” escaping his lips. Taking more of him in my mouth, I bob my head up and down. Creating a motion where his c.ock slides in and out of my mouth.

My mouth pulls away from his c.ock with a sound. “Would you like to cum, baby boy?”

Joe shakes his head immediatly, “No. I want to come inside of you.”

Adjusting my position so my crotch was aligned with his, I slowly sink down. His length filling me up. “Oh for fuck’s sake.” Moaning, he grasps my hips, helping me move on top of him.

My hips raising that only his tip remains inside of me, before I drop back down his c.ock with ease because of all the slickness of my arousal. Rocking my hips, back and fourth continously, I feel my orgasm at the edge, ready to be released. Gasping shakily, I connect our lips together, his tongue dancing with mine as I continue to thrust my hips to him.

“That feels really good, m'love.” Joe snaps our hips together, causing another gasp to escape my lips.

“Oh! I’m so close…” I groaned, nails digging onto his shoulders. It was then he started thrusting upwards that I nearly collapse on top of him. Teeth gnashing together, I was so nearly lost at these blissful actions.

Foreheads stuck together, he whispers softly “I love you.”

“I love you.” Pressing his lips against mine in a chaste kiss, that was when I released. Strings of curses flying out of my mouth as I rode out my orgasm, Joe coming after me. I pull out of him, body collapsing on top of his.

Exhausted, my head falls to Joe’s chest, pants escaping my mouth as I regain my strength. “Amazing.” He remarks, grabbing the duvet and cover both of us with the sheet, sheilding out bodies from the cool breeze that flows inside our room.

“Not so dominant, afterall huh?” Joe plays with the strands of my hair, chest rumbling with a breathy laugh.

“You’ve got me wrapped in your finger ever since, love.” He kisses my forehead, a content sigh following afterwards. “Let’s get some sleep, yeah?”


You stood at the counter of Jitters, where you worked. The café seemed mostly empty, but only because you had been open for about thirty minutes so hardly anyone had come in. Suddenly a familiar face walked through the door.

“Good morning Barry. You want the usual?” You immediately asked him.

“Good morning, and yes please.” Barry spoke cheerfully and you began to make his coffee.

“So what brings you here so early?” You ask out of curiosity.

“Work. I’ve been there almost all night, but Joe let me take a coffee break, as you can see.” Barry replied with a laugh.

“Yes, I see. Although, you do look great for someone who hasn’t gotten enough sleep.” You playfully spoke as you winked at him.

“T-Thanks… So, Y/N, I was wondering if maybe, you know what nevermind” Barry said quickly, a slight blush creeping up on his face.

“No, tell me. I want to know, please?” You asked, making sure to use your puppy dog eyes.

“It’s nothing. I was just thinking that, if you wanted to. You know, you don’t have to, but if you wanted to” Barry spoke in a rush as he spilled a bit of his coffee.

“Barry, are you asking me out?” You questioned, you could see the shock in his eyes and it took him a moment to react. When he did, Barry slowly nodded, mouth slightly agape as he stared at you.

“Well, yeah. That’s what I was going for, but I- uh, I have to go, goodbye” Barry said as he turned to walk away.

“No, Barry wait!” You stopped him by grabbing his hand.

“I’d love to go out with you” You added quickly.

“Really?” Barry asked, a smile making its way onto his lips.

“Of course.” You stated.

“So, uh, how about tomorrow? Around six o'clock?” Barry asked.

“That’s perfect” You replied with a smile.

Hearing Aids

Joe frowned as he shuffled more bottles out of the way, he was sure there was another refill somewhere in the cupboard…

But as his search continued, and produced no results, he felt a slight panic well up in his chest.

“Shit, shit, shit,” He mumbled to himself, finally giving up on his search, closing the cupboard in his bathroom. He frowned at his reflection, knowing there was no other option.

He would have to wear them.

His eyes darted to the container resting on the counter, silently mocking him.

Maybe if he tried without…but Joe shook his head. The last time he tried to go without wearing them when he ran out of his medication, he’d nearly gotten himself killed.

With a sigh, he reached for the container, opening it up to reveal his hearing aids before placing them in his ears.

The sounds hit him suddenly, and he winced, quickly adjusting the volume. He’d forgotten what it was like to hear clearly, having been taking medication to aid him for so long. It wasn’t that he couldn’t hear without them, not thanks to the prescription his doctor put him on a few years back, but they made everything so much more clear.

Once they were in, Joe looked at his reflection again, the frown still on his face as his focus instantly went to the devices in his ears.

The boys were going to love this.

“GOOCH!” Joe winced as Josh loudly made himself known, walking into the flat with Jack and Conor, all three of them laughing at Josh’s antics.

“Hey,” Conor nodded over at Joe when they walked around the corner.

“Oh, you’re here, hadn’t noticed,” Joe drawled sarcastically, rolling his eyes. His entire body went into high alert, waiting for one of the boys to notice the hearing aids he had in, sure that they had already locked onto them. But none of them said a word, already rambling about something Conor had done earlier.

A short while later, Caspar, Oli, and Mikey joined them, and Joe realized he was feeling overwhelmed. He had never noticed just how loud his friends were, his hearing not perfect without his hearing aids, but now that the devices were in, every little noise was intensified.

Combined with him constantly on high alert, waiting for someone to make a comment, Joe was having a rough time, when he should have just been enjoying himself with his mates.

“Hey,” He jumped as Jack placed a hand on his arm, distracted by the headache forming, throbbing slowly in his skull. Joe lowered his hand from his temple, looking over at Jack. “You okay?”

“Yeah,” Joe smiled easily, “Just a headache.”

“You never get headaches.”

“Yes I do.”

“Joe, I’ve known you for how long? You don’t get headaches.”

And Jack was right, Joe didn’t. The doctor had said it was probably from the medication he took, and so he never got them. But the loud noises throughout the night had proved too much for his mind, especially with the lack of medication in his body.

“Oh, uhm, I do occasionally.”

“Since when?”

By now, the rest of the boys had stopped their conversation, listening in, concerned for their mate.

“Since I ran out of medication this morning because I forgot to get a refill.” Joe mumbled, his cheeks turning red under the stares of the boys.

“Medication?” Oli inquired.

“Yeah,” Joe shifted in his seat running his hands along his thighs, “Uhm, I normally take medication to help with my hearing, but I ran out, so I had to wear these.” He reaches up to his ear, removing one of his hearing aids. Instantly, his world feels tilted, with one ear not able to hear as well. He blinks, trying to adjust to the change as the boys all look at the device in his hand.

“Is that what that is?” Mikey asked, and his voice sounds weird to Joe, one ear picking up on it clearly, the other almost muffled.

“We noticed them earlier,” Conor said, “But thought they were just new headphones or something.” He shrugged, the others nodding.

There’s a tapping on Joe’s knee, and he turns his head to look at Jack, “You alright?”

“Just a little off kilter with one of them out.” He explained, “Be right back.” He stood, avoiding the boys eyes as he headed for the bathroom.

Once he’s got the device put back into his ear, Joe lingers in the bathroom.

Now that the others knew of his secret, he worried that they’d treat him differently or look at him weird. It wasn’t a normal thing, wearing hearing aids at such a young age, and he had hidden it from them for so long, he wasn’t sure what their reaction would be.

“Doesn’t mean you hide in your bathroom, Joe,” He muttered to himself, running a hand through his hair, “Just go face them.”

He opened the door, surprised to see Jack standing there, hand raised to knock.

“Oh, there you are.” The younger man smiled, “I was coming to check on you.”

“Why?” Joe couldn’t help but blurt out, his cheeks turning red again, “Sorry.”

“You kind of just..ran away. Everything alright?”

“Yeah, just had to put it back in.”

“I don’t mean with that,” Jack shook his head, “You don’t normally act the way you have all night.”

Oh, Joe thought, He noticed.

“Was it all because of the hearing aids?” Jack asked, his eyes darting to Joe’s ears quickly, “Because we don’t really care that you wear them.”

“You don’t have to say that,” Joe rolled his eyes, tugging the sleeves of his hoodie down over his hands, “It’s weird.”

“That’s what you think? Joe, we didn’t even notice a difference. Well, except that you were on edge all night,” Jack frowned at those words, “And then your head…”

“The noises just got a little loud for me, my hearing isn’t normally this clear on the medication.”

“You should have said something,” Jack sighed, “We could have shut Mikey and Caspar up.”

“It’s not that big of a deal,” Joe shrugged.

“Are you just saying that?”

“No, the noise really wasn’t that big of a deal.”

“Not talking about the noise.”

“Oh, well…” Joe paused, “It’s just weird.” He settled on that word again, unable to think of anything better.

“It’s really not. Caspar and Oli are debating on whether this makes you half robot actually. And I think Conor has Mikey nearly convinced that they actually are just new high tech headphones.” Jack smiled at him.

“And what do you think?”

“Honestly?” Jack stepped closer, “I think you look adorable all flustered about it.”

“I’m not flustered,” Joe spluttered, his cheeks darkening in their shade of red.

“Yes, you are,” Jack laughed lightly, “And hey, you don’t need to hide anything from us. So what if you need to wear them? Just means you get to hear my lovely voice more.”

“Remind me to take them out around you then.” Joe replied, a soft smile on his lips.

“Now why would I do that, when you so clearly love to hear me talk?”

“Don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Mhm, sure you don’t.” Jack grinned, “Now, will you come back and hang out with us? I’m sure we can convince Mikey you’re a robot too.”

“He’s going to hate you.”

“He’s my best friend, that’s not possible.” Jack leaned forward, kissing Joe on the cheek quickly, “I like you being all flustered, it’s adorable.”

Winking, the younger man turned and walked back towards the living room, leaving Joe to grow even more flustered as he listened to Jack call out to Mikey that Joe was a robot and here were the reasons why…

His Mates...Your Ex?

“Maybe we can just do this another day…” I glance at the door nervously.

“Y/N, you’ve put this off three times. The boys are going to think you hate them,” Joe chuckles, giving my hand a squeeze.

“Caspar knows I like him.”

“Caspar is only one of them. You need to meet the others.”

“But what if they don’t like me?” I ask, eyes wide.

“They’ll love you. Now, can we knock?” My boyfriend asks, and I finally nod, biting my lip as he does.

A moment later the door swing open, revealing a tall ginger.

“I’ve been waiting for you to knock for like five minutes.” He laughs, stepping aside so Joe and I can move into the flat.

“Sorry, she was a bit nervous.” Joe explains, and I shoot him a look before smiling up at the other man.

“No need to be nervous.” He reassures me. “I’m Josh by the way.”


“Come on in, the others are waiting.” Josh leads us further into the flat, and I feel my nerves escalate as I walk into the living room to see four other boys sitting on the couch, three of who are unfamiliar.

“Y/N!” Caspar jumps out of his seat, rushing over to hug me tightly. “You’re finally here!”

“Hi Caspar.” I laugh softly, patting his back.

“Remember buddy, she needs to breath.” Joe’s voice carries over to me, and Caspar pulls back, an apologetic smile on his face.


“It’s fine.” I tell him before he bounces back to his seat.

“Boys, this is Y/N. Y/N, these are the boys.” Joe begins to point at each one, naming them. “We have Josh, who you just met. Conor, Mikey, Oli, and of course, Caspar.” Then he looks around, before turning back to Conor. “Where’s your brother?”

“Right here!” A voice calls out, and its familiar to me, one I hadn’t heard in nearly two years.

I spin around, and my eyes widen as they fall on the person entering the room.



I blink in surprise before Jack moves forward, laughing as he sweeps me into a tight hug. “Holy shit.” He mumbles into my ear, and I can’t help but laugh as well, hugging him in return.

When we pull apart, he steps back, his eyes moving up and down my body.

“Still looking good as ever, I see.”

I feel my face grow warm and roll my eyes.

“Still a charmer, I see.”

“Always, babe.” Jack winks over at me.

Someone clearing their throat behind me draws my attention back to why we’re here, and I turn to look over at Joe, who’s watching the two of us intently.

“You two know each other, then.” He steps forward, his arm snaking around my waist. Jack’s eyes drop down to the movement before he meets Joe’s gaze.

“Ah, this is the girlfriend you wanted to introduce to us.”

“Yeah. This is Y/N. But you know that.”

“Yup. I do.” Jack chuckles lightly, and I feel Joe’s grip tighten on me slightly.

“How do you two know each other?” Joe asks tightly.

“Well, Jack is actually my ex.” I explain, watching Joe’s face for his reaction.

“Wait, this is the Y/N that left you?” Conor calls out, glancing from Jack to me. “Shit.”

Jack just shrugs, an easy smile still on his face. “This is her.”

“You left him?” Joe asks, glancing down at me, but I can feel his body relax slightly.

“Yeah, we just didn’t mesh.” I wrinkle my nose as I think back to when Jack and I dated. “We stayed in touch for a while, but then he moved.”

“And now you’re dating one of my best mates! How small the world is.” Jack shakes his head.

“Small indeed.” I reply.

“It’s not going to be weird, is it?” Joe questions, glancing over at Jack.

“No worries.” Jack tells him, “Unless you hurt her. Then you’ll have to worry.”

“And you?” Joe asks me, but I just smile up at him before I lift on to my toes, kissing him softly.

“Not weird at all. Besides, you are much better looking than Jack.”

“Oi, I heard that!”

“Good.” Joe and I say in unison, the rest of the group laughing.