Boundaries || Joe Sugg
summary: where joe becomes protective
word count: 923
request: I was wondering if you can do an imagine where They’re doing the QNA and JJ becomes really flirty and inappropriate towards Y/N and Joe becomes all protective boyfriend.
a/n: sorry it’s been so long since i’ve posted an imagine, like i’ve said i have finals and stuff going on! my two hardest are done on monday so i’ll be back on track after that x
Joe was always protective of the people he loved: his parents, his sister, and especially Y/N. It didn’t help that his friends thought that what was his was theirs, and thought talking about his girlfriend’s body was open for discussion whenever he brought her up. Every time he made sure that they were shot down, reminding them that she wasn’t property to be degraded. She was a person, who had been nothing but exceptional to a group of boys who didn’t always deserve it. But, there was nobody who pushed the boundaries like JJ.
He didn’t know why he asked Y/N to come along and watch him film, but he couldn’t take back his invitation when he saw how excited she was to meet another one of his friends he thought so highly of until then. And after all, it was only supposed to be a Q&A, what would the harm be in that?
When the couple arrived, JJ immediately pulled Y/N into a tight hug, his hands slowly making their way down her waist. She pulled apart before things he got too far. Joe watched apprehensively as his friend whispered “it’s nice to meet you,” into her ear. She smirked at him, trying to remain friendly. But frankly, she was curious as to why he thought a normal handshake or side hug wouldn’t have sufficed.
“Ready to get started, mate?” Joe asked, hiding his frustration with a smile. He was beginning to regret bringing his girlfriend along.
Y/N was visibly uncomfortable at that point, but she walked her way behind the camera to sit on the couch pressed against the white walls. She sat silently as the two began to film. But just before then, she caught JJ’s eyes grazing over her body, focusing intently on her low cut shirt. He knew she noticed, but didn’t seem to care much. It wasn’t until Joe tapped his friend that he snapped back into reality.
She watched them as they began to answer questions, instantly observing how vulgar JJ’s answers were. But, she shrugged them off, chipping the week old polish off of her nails, or scrolling through her phone. When the next question was announced, Y/N’s eyes shot back to the two in front of the camera.
“I like this one, okay. Describe Zoella in one word?” JJ asked, reading the question off of his phone.
“This is a hard question,” Joe started, laughing. “Uhhh, relative, yeah, relative.” Turning over to his friend, Joe said “how would you describe my sister in one word?”
Y/N sat up at the edge of the couch, anxious for what JJ would respond with. She had known him all of fifteen minutes, or less, and yet she could tell he wasn’t one to have a filter.
With a silence lingering for a few minutes, he finally said “great..personality.” It was obvious he had something else inside he was itching to announce.
“That’s two words! Okay, one word to describe my sister. 3-2-1.”
“Bangable!” He blurted, before fake dashing out of frame.
Y/N sat with her mouth parted open slightly, uneasy and shocked. This kid clearly doesn’t care about boundaries, is he really going to post this? She thought to herself, wondering how much more disrespectful he would become before the video was over. She and Joe made eye contact, and she could tell how frustrated he was becoming. But his friend wasn’t done just yet.
When JJ finally sat back in his chair, he placed his arm on Joe’s shoulder unapologetically. “And she’s not the only girl in your life I’d like to have a piece of,” he said, winking at Y/N.
In that moment, Y/N felt nauseous, and even more so, violated. “I think I’m gonna go wait downstairs in the lobby or something,” she mumbled, wrapping her jacket around her. She didn’t want to stick around and hear what else he had to say.
“Oh come on, Y/N, you don’t have to leave,” JJ insisted, shifting his body closer towards hers.
When she just headed for the door, Joe finally spoke up.
“You know what, I think it’s better if we film this another time. Or maybe not at all,” Joe exclaimed, clearly irritated.
“Why, because of what I said about them being bangable? I’m just saying the truth!”
“Do you ever stop to think about how what you’re saying is going to make other people feel? Zoe’s my sister and she watches your videos, Alfie does too. You think we’re all just cool with you saying that? Y/N’s my girlfriend, and she’s literally in the room, you’re fucked, dude.”
“It’s just a joke, mate.”
“Mate, we both know you’re not joking, let me know when you learn how to respect a girl,” Joe spat, reaching for his coat in the corner of the room.
As the pair walked down the hallway, Joe linked his hand in hers. “Look, I’m sorry he was like that, I didn’t think he’d be like that in front of you, or to you, actually.”
“It’s not your fault, you don’t have to apologize for him.”
“I know it’s not but I hate seeing you like that, you don’t deserve to be talked about like that.”
She scrunched her nose, gently squeezing her boyfriend’s hand. “Well, thank you. But all that matters to me is how you treat me, and I’m lucky you never make me feel like I’m just an object.”
“I’d never dream of it, love.”