damn you joe

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Joe Teague → tank top [requested(ish)  by: anon]

“You know, I think I’m finally getting the hang of the British crossword.”

You and me.
—  Gordon Clark, when Joe asks him what he’s excited about
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“Trust me, babe.” 

Imagine Joe, your boyfriend of three years, convincing you to do an “extreme what’s in your box” challenge for his channel but there’s a surprising twist ;)

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A/n: forgive any spelling and grammar errors, hope you enjoy! Comment if you liked this and would want a part two! Also how cute are those gifs!!!!!!!

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Down your face

Down your face | Joe Sugg | imagine
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A/N: Hey sweeties. It’s been a tough time for me, I hope you all forgive me for being off. I’m feeling a bit down so I just really needed a bit of magic sprinkles aka imagines to make my life better. DYF wouldn’t end like this, so now I might do a part two. It’s up to you, guys.

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Your eyes were fixed on the piece of paper in your front. Honestly, you couldn’t believe in the words written in black on the sheet. You took a deep breath and then heard the knock on your front door. Damn it, you forgot Joe was coming around. You could handle this… Hopefully.

“Hey.” You said with a fake smile as you opened the door.

“Helloo!” He exclaimed as he lifted a couple bags. You stepped away for him to pass, too focused in not crying to be excited for whatever he was excited for. Joe entered your house a bit disappointed. “You won’t ask me what are those?”

“Hum?” You closed the door and turned to him.

“Ask me what is in the bags!”

“What is in the bags, Joseph?” You opened a little smile just because you couldn’t help to be a little better as seeing Joe’s excitement.

“Dinner!” He answer. “What do I mean with dinner, you wonder? Well, since you said you couldn’t go out because you are out of budget, chef Sugg is here!”

You laughed. “It is really thoughtfull of you, Joe. Thank you.”

He looked into your eyes, making your legs tremble with those beautiful blue eyes. “You’re welcome, Y/N. It wasn’t no big deal.”


“Well, I’m guessing you hated my food and are too polite to say you didn’t like it.” Joe said as a joke with his side smirk.

“You know I always love your food, Joseph.” You gave a weak smile.

“Really? Because you barely ate it.” He pointed out, showing he was worry. “Or said something… About anything.”

“I’m sorry, I’m being a shitty company, don’t I?” You sighed. “It’s just a few things about school… It’s silly.”

“I know it’s not silly, Y/N. You are the most chatty girl I ever knew, turning the smalest things into huge crazy stories and you’ve been quiet all night. I’m not good at deep conversations, but you know I’m always here for you, don’t you?” He took your hand over the table.

You sighed again looking at your hands together. Your heart was into pieces now, because you were fooling yourself again. Joseph Sugg didn’t like you that way, so you needed to stop raising your hopes. “I know, Joe. Thank you.” You shrugged and pulled your hand out of his. “I just don’t want to bother your with my silly problems.”

“So you need to stop being blue, Y/N. C’mon, I cooked, so you do the dishes. Although you’re so down that I will even help you do the only task I gave you.” He told with a fake complain tone.

“Oh, will you? What a generous friend I have, huh?” You teased, your mood a little brighter.

“Must love me to death.” Joe smiled by seeing you being more like yourself.

“I will, Joe…” You rolled your eyes with the irony fate brought you. “I will.”


“Oh, c’mon, Y/N! I know you love Gossip Girl and all, but you can’t be crying because of this scene! The blonde chick is crazy! She deserved to be cut out of her cousin’s allowance.” Joe commented.

His words only made you cry more. He grimmaced. “Okay… So… I guess Gossip Girl isn’t the real reason for you to cry your eyes out.”

“Sorry.” You told, just before you lost control of your tears.

“Oh my God, Y/N.” Joe looked at you scared. “What should I do?”

You knew he couldn’t handle cry situations, so you started laughing. “You suck at this, Joseph.” You commented.

“This is no secret!” He argued. “I hate crying! I don’t know what to do! The reason why I let this clear everywhere I go is so people cry away from me!” He exclamed. “Oh, sorry, that sounded rude… Don’t cry, please.”

You rolled your eyes, laughing louder. “People need to study you, Joe.”

“I’m glad my despair amuse you.” He joked. “At least, you stopped crying.”

“Yeah, thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

“I feel like I’m saying a lot of ‘thank you’s for you tonight. I’m sorry for being such a mess.”

“Don’t apologize, just tell me what you want me to do.”

You knew that you could ask anything for Joe in that moment that he wouldn’t say no. He was a really good friend.

“A glass of water.” You smiled without showing your teeth. “I need a glass of water.”

“Consider it done.” He said before going to the kitchen.

You looked around yout tiny apartment. You made your best to leave it as “you” as you could with your budget. Plants, crystals, inspirational quotes all over the walls… You wished inspirational quotes about life could give you inspirational facts in your life as well, but they didn’t.

“There you go.” Joe announced with the glass as he came back to your Ikea sofa.

“Thanks.” You took the glass and drank the water.

“What next?” He asked.

“What do I want you to do?” You confirmed, having a few thoughts in your mind.

“Yep.” He nodded his head.

You shrugged your shoulders. “Nothing, Joe. This is perfect. Just give me a hug.”

And so did Joe. As you asked, he sat near you and gave you the thighest hug you ever received, making you feel like you belonged in there. You started crying again.

“Y/N?”

“Yes?” You tried to make your voice sound stable.

“I can feel your tears through my shirt, I don’t think the hug is helping.”

You laughed. “Yes, it is, Joe. I just need to cry a bit.”

Your friend shut his mouth, believing in you and, when you pulled him away, he did something quite odd for Joseph Sugg:

“Tell me what is wrong with you, Y/N, please. It’s killing me that you’re sad and crying for stuff that I don’t know about and can’t even do a little joke or try to be funny to make you better.”

“You can’t do nothing for me, Joe.” You sighed once more. “And I will bored you to death.”

“I’m making you love me to death already, so I guess it’s fair if you murder me with boredom.”

“Joe…” You hesited.

“Try me, Y/N.”

You took a deep breath. “I’ll have to go back to my hometown.” You revealed at once. “I can’t pay uni anymore.”

Joe’s blue eyes widened. “Oh, no.”

You gave an ironic smile. “Oh, yes.”

“But, Y/N…”

“The notification paper just came in, I’m banned of classes starting next month.”

“Y/N…”

“I know, Joe. It sucks.”

“There must be something we can do.”

“We can’t, Joe.”

“I’ll pay for it.” Joe said suddenly.

“No, you won’t.” You denied.

“Y/N, please. Be reasonable, you will be kicked out.”

“Thanks for using that term, Joe… I was tryint to avoid it.” You rolled your eyes. “But, still no.”

“Why not?”

“I can’t let you do such a thing.”

Why?” He asked again.

“Too much on your hands, too much on my hands… Too much on our friendship. Trust me, it won’t be good for us.”

“Don’t be silly, you won’t need to go back to your hometown. It’s hours and hours away, Y/N. This won’t be good for us, not me paying for your education.”

“No, Joe.” You told, letting pretty clear it was your final word about his propose.

“I will miss you…” He said, giving you another hug.

“I will miss you too. You’re one of my dearest friends, I will miss you so freaking much, Joseph.” You confessed, the half true aching your heart, the half lie tearing it apart.

“No, Y/N, I don’t think you understood.” It was Joe’s turn to sigh, another thing you weren’t used to see him doing. The hug was broken, you were confused. “I will really miss you.” He said looking directly to your eyes.

You felt the air escaping of your chest, you wished so deeply Joe felt the same way you did. “I guess you are the one who don’t understand that I will miss you with all my heart.”

Joe took a deep breath. “Y/N, I love you. For real. Not the friend way. I love you.”

You felt the tears in your eyes again. “You got to be kidding me.” You were out of breath.

Joe blinked. “Well, this wasn’t the response I was looking for, was it?” He laughed and passed his hands through his hair. “I mean, I didn’t expect you to love me back but ‘got to be kidding me’ wasn’t exactly what I had in mind either.”

You rolled your eyes again and pulled Joe to a deep kiss, one you only can give if you’re in love. And you were deeply in love.

“I love you too, Joseph. Are you stupid? Of course I love you, I loved you since the first time you made me laugh through a whole night, since ever.”

He laughed. “Really? I can’t believe it.”

“For someone who is so sassy and so good with instant jokes, you’re quite slow, aren’t you?” You teased, giving him another kiss.