you tell them joe

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Sneaking Around

Joe trusted Y/N, with every fibre of his being, he trusted his girlfriend.

But when she was constantly sneaking off to who knows where, making up weak excuses, and disappearing for hours at end, that trust wavered. Just a little.

They had always been open and honest with each other, refusing to hide anything from the beginning of their relationship, so it was really odd to have Y/N be so secretive and keeping a secret from him.

He tried asking the boys, because they were close with her as well, but even they got all weird, avoiding answering the question directly.

It seemed like everyone was in on the secret except for Joe.

That didn’t sit well with him.

At all.

After Y/N called out some random excuse before slipping out of the door once again, Joe decided to take matters into his own hands.

So he did the rational and mature thing.

He followed her.

A small part of him did feel guilty, because he shouldn’t be following his girlfriend through the streets of London, but then he remembered she was hiding something from him, and the guilt was gone.

If anyone should feel guilty, it was her. Because she was making him paranoid.

And when he stumbled across what she had been doing, he realized he had every right to be paranoid.

Joe felt his blood boil as she hugged Jack tightly, grinning up at him. And when the younger Maynard placed a hand on the small of Y/N’s back, leading her into the restaurant, Joe figured out what was going on.

He just never thought that she would cheat on him.

Deciding to give them a few more days to come clean, Joe kept mostly to himself.

He let her give him the weak excuses, let her sneak off to be with Jack, and he remained at home, trying to convince himself that what he saw wasn’t real. That the woman he loved was not cheating on him with one of his best mates.

But neither of them came forward, admitting to their infidelity, and Joe was getting frustrated. So he decided to confront them.

“Do you ever plan on telling me?” Joe asked Y/N as they stood in the kitchen.

The other boys were over too, sat on the couch playing a video game. He hadn’t wanted to do this while everyone was present, but he didn’t want to give Y/N and Jack a chance to meet up again.

“Telling you what, babe?” She asked, pouring some chips into a bowl.

“Stop acting innocent!” Joe slammed his hand down onto the counter, making her jump and stare in shock over at him. The boys paused the game at his outburst, glancing over at the couple. “I know!”

“Know what?”

“Really?” Joe snapped, “You’re really going to try and act like you don’t know?”

“Everything okay?” Jack called over, standing from the couch.

“No.” Joe shifted his glare over to the younger man, “Because you two refuse to just admit it already!”

“Admit what, mate?” Jack stepped closer, sending Y/N a quick look, ensuring she was alright.

“That you two are bloody hooking up!”

“What?!” Y/N and Jack exclaimed in unison, staring over at Joe in confusion.

“I think Joe’s lost it…” Conor mumbled.

“You think I’m cheating on you? With Jack?” Y/N gaped over at Joe.

“I wouldn’t ever do that you!” Jack protested.

“Well, why else would you two have been sneaking around so much?”

“Because we were trying to plan you a surprise party, you ass!” Y/N snapped, anger coursing through her body. “I can’t believe you thought I was cheating on you!”

“A surprise party?” Joe repeated weakly, glancing between Y/N and Jack.

“Yeah, Y/N wanted to do something special for your birthday,” Caspar added, standing from the couch, “So we’ve all been meeting up to plan it. But we couldn’t do it as a group, we all draw too much attention.”

“Each of us have been meeting up in pairs, trying to get it all figured out,” Josh continued, standing as well.

“Shit,” Joe muttered, wincing as he noticed Y/N’s harsh glare being sent in his direction. “I’m sorry?”

“Do you not trust me?”

“No! I mean, yes! I do. I do, Y/N. I just…I got paranoid.” Joe pleaded, stepping towards her, “I’m sorry.”

“You should be.” She replied, her face softening, “I cannot believe you thought I was cheating on you. With Jack.”

“Okay,” Jack pointed over at her, “That is the second time you’ve said my name like that. Am I really that bad?”

“Yes.” The boys all said at once, but the couple ignored him.

“I shouldn’t have ever thought that. It was stupid. I’m really sorry.” Joe told her, pulling her closer.

“I wouldn’t ever cheat on you, Joe,” Y/N told him, “I just wanted to do something nice for your birthday.”

“I can still act surprised if you want.”

“You better, I worked hard on this party.”

“I’m sorry, love.”

“You should be. But really, Jack?”


“I know,” Joe chuckled, “I mean, clearly you have better taste.”

“Exactly.” Y/N smiled up at him, reaching up to kiss him.

“This isn’t fair,” Jack mumbled.

“At least he didn’t punch you,” Conor offered, patting his brother on the shoulder. “That would have been my initial reaction.”

Girly Things


You and Joe had been together for a few months now and he had proven himself to be a keeper. Not only was he kind and sweet to you, but those traits were carried along when he met your friends and family, each one of them telling you had a good one. 

You and Joe spent quite a lot of time together, especially more recently as he was heading on holiday in a few weeks and the two of you weren’t too keen on not seeing each other for a week and a half. 

Joe’s busy schedule mixed with you working most of the day would give a normal person a headache when trying to figure out how you two hung out with each other so much, and the answer was simple really, you never went home. 

On Monday, you packed a bag with all your necessities and chucked it in your car before heading to work and after work you headed straight to Joe’s where you would hang out for the rest of the night before falling asleep in each other’s arms. In the morning, you would wiggle your way out of Joe’s grasp, trying your hardest not to wake him up, and would get ready for another long work day. 

Granted, this was a lot more work and meant more time on the road but to you and Joe, it was worth it to see a little more of each other before he left.

Of course this little system that you created had its flaws. You would often forget a few things at Joe’s on your way out of the door, or completely forgot to pack things from your own flat. Neither of these things were that important, just a few work documents that you’d have to go back and get on your lunch break or an extra t shirt which Joe always teased you for forgetting on purpose.

There was one thing however that you forgot about completely which turned your Friday night into a slight panic. 

“Shit shit shit” You said looking through your bag for another tampon before complete dumping out the contents.

“Woah there love.” Joe said coming around the corner seeing the inside of your handbag sprawled across his worktop. “What are you looking for?” He ask wrapping his arms around your torso which you quickly shoved off. 

Joe took a step back which made you wince in embarrassment, “Sorry,” You said turning around to face him and embracing him in a hug. 

“You alright?” He asked, a concerned look on his face. 

“Not really.” You pulled away and restuffed your belongings into your bag before running up the stairs to find the overnight bag you had packed earlier that week. “Thank god!”

“Y/N, what are you looking for love?” You heard Joe’s voice getting closer as he climbed the stairs to his room. 

“Just girly things.” You said standing up from your position on the ground, slightly waving the found tampon side to side as you watched Joe’s face as he caught on. 

“Oh um well are you good? Do you need anything? I shouldn’t be very long at the office, I can stop at the shop and grab some things.” 

You looked at Joe confused for a moment, your previous boyfriends never attempted to want anything to do with your period, all they cared about was that you weren’t pregnant and the rest was left for you to handle.

“Um yeah actually seeing that this is my last one. I’ll text you what kind they are, that should be it really. Thanks.” You said.

“No problem love, see you in a bit.” Joe said walking over to you and kissing your cheek before turning to head back downstairs to grab his shoes and coat before heading out the door. 

2 hours later, you heard the front door open and shut and saw your boyfriend emerge from the around the corner, his hands full of bags. 

“What did you do, buy the whole shop?” You asked laughing as he struggled to put the bags down on the worktop. 

“I picked us up some food and also got a few extra things for you.”

“What kind of food?” You stood up from the couch as Joe laughed at you question.

“Nandos and for dessert we have cake.” Joe said pulling out a small cake from one of the bags. 

“You bought me cake?” You asked as your eyes lit up.

“Didn’t you say you wanted cake yesterday? I saw it in the shop and it looked pretty good. And these are for you, I got 2 boxes so you could have some here.” Joe said handing you a box of tampons and setting the other on the counter next to the food. 

You watched Joe pull out the containers of food and set them to the worktop before collecting all the bags and moving to throw them away and grabbing a few plates. 

“What?” He said setting the plates down on the worktop and seeing you still watching him. 

“You’re great you know that?”

“I’m just helping you out.”

“And not a lot of guys do that, so therefore you’re pretty great.” You said setting the box you were holding down and pulling him into a hug. “Thank you.”

“It’s really nothing love, honestly. Now can we eat?” 

“Will you just accept that you’re a great boyfriend?”

“Fine, I’m a great boyfriend. Now can we eat please, weren’t you the one who was excited to eat?”

You let out a small laugh before rolling your eyes and pressing your lips against Joe’s. “Let’s eat.”

He’ll Break Your Heart

Love  /ləv/

        1. an intense feeling of deep affection.

        2. a person or thing that one loves.

       1. feel a deep romantic or sexual attachment to (someone).

That is how the dictionary defined love.

Jack had a different definition: A sneaky bastard of a feeling that crept out of nowhere and sprung itself on you.

It is a feeling that just appears one day without any warning, a feeling that leaves you breathless and warm, confused and excited, terrified and curious.

And Jack had just realized it was a feeling he felt for Joe Sugg.

He had no idea when or how it had happened. But it had. And there was honestly no denying it.

Because every time he looked over at Joe, Jack felt his heart skip a beat. When the older man smiled at him, he felt his breath catch in his throat. When Joe would touch him, no matter how innocent, it left Jack’s skin on fire. And the younger man would do whatever he could to make Joe laugh, because it was one of the best sounds that existed in the world.

Jack knew he always liked Joe, had found himself drawn to the older man from basically the first day they had met. The two had connected almost instantly, and so it was no surprise to Jack when their friendship flourished and he found himself constantly hanging around Joe. The other little signs, the ones that usually meant you loved someone, had been so subtle that they had gone unnoticed, at least until it was too late.

But he didn’t know the exact moment that made him realize he wanted more than friendship with Joe.

Perhaps it was when Jack had looked over at Joe, who had been smiling at something Jack had just said, and thought how nice it would be to lean over and kiss Joe.

Or maybe it was the moment when Jack found himself craving Joe’s touch on more than just his arm or knee.

There was also the fact that Joe had slowly consumed all of Jack’s thoughts, and he found himself unable to go even a day without talking to the other man.

It could have been one of those moments, or one of the million others, that made Jack realize he had come to love Joe. As more than a friend. No, he was in love with Joe Sugg.

“Oh, Jack…” Conor sighed as he stared over at his younger brother.


“Are you sure?” Josh asked, leaning forward to brace his elbows on his knees, his eyes locked onto Jack.

“I’m fairly sure I wouldn’t have told you lot if I wasn’t.” Jack snapped back, mumbling a quick apology after.

“Jack,” Oli spoke up, a nervous look on his face, “As much as we appreciate you feeling comfortable enough to come and tell us…we worry.”

“Why are you worried?” Jack’s face morphed into one of confusion as he glanced between his friends and brother, all of whom quickly avoided his gaze.

“You can’t love Joe.” Caspar finally blurted out, and the boys all flinched at the bluntness of his words, but also relieved they didn’t have to be the one to say them.

“You can’t really choose who you love, Caspar.” Jack drawled, trying to cover up the fear clawing at his chest. When he had decided to come forward to tell his friends, he figured they’d help him find a way to confess his feelings to Joe. Instead he was receiving pitying looks and was now getting told that he couldn’t have those feelings.

“We get that,” Conor said, and Jack decided that receiving the look of pity from his older brother was the worst, “But what Caspar means is that it’s not safe to love Joe.”

“What the hell does that even mean?!” The younger Maynard asked, “You aren’t making any sense!”

“He’s going to break your heart, Jack.” Josh told him grimly, “And we don’t want to see you get hurt.”

“You’re probably better off not telling him.” Oli shrugged, “Is it really worth risking losing him from your life because of a silly crush?”

“It’s not just a silly crush,” Jack replied, “But cheers for your support.”

“Jack!” Conor called after his brother as he made his way towards the door, “Wait!”

“No!” Jack spun around to glare over at his friends, “I’m not going to sit here and listen to how sorry you all are for me. Remind me to not tell you about my feelings next time.”

The resounding slam of the door caused all of the boys to jump, their worry hanging in the air around them.

“So….” Joe trailed off as he looked over at Jack, “Want to talk about it?”

“Talk about what?” The younger man asked without looking over at Joe, instead keeping his eyes on the movie the two had put on.

“Whatever is making you moody and shit.”

Sighing, Jack tilted his head back and closed his eyes, trying to figure out the best way to respond.

It had been a couple days since he had revealed his feelings to his friends, but had yet to say anything to Joe. That didn’t stop him from still talking with the older man, and now he was over at Joe’s flat for a movie night, and he had been doing his best to ignore the echoing words of his friends telling him that Joe would just break his heart. Because despite everything, Jack still felt strongly for Joe. He was still in love with the man sat so close to him on the couch.

But he really didn’t know what to do.

Josh’s words had left him slightly fearful, because what if Joe did break his heart? And Oli had been right, was it worth the risk of losing Joe completely from his life?


Turning his head to the side, he opened his eyes to see Joe’s worried stare.

“Have you ever been scared of admitting something to someone?” Jack asked, his voice barely a whisper.

“Oh,” Joe blinked, surprised by the sudden question, “I mean, yeah, of course. Is that what’s going on with you?”

“Yeah,” Jack lifted his head, his eyes falling onto his lap, where he picked at a piece of thread, “I realized recently that I liked someone, a lot…but I think I’m too scared to admit it to them.”

“You like someone.” Joe repeated slowly, and Jack’s eyes darted over to him briefly, something in the older man’s tone catching his attention.

“Possibly love.”

“Love?” Joe choked out.

“Sorry, you probably don’t want to listen to me go on about this,” Jack sighed, dragging a hand down his face, “We can just drop it.”

“You won’t know how the other person feels until you tell them, though.” Joe said, brushing off Jack’s suggestion to leave it. “If you really think you…” He paused for a moment, hesitating on the word, “Love this person, then you should tell them.”

“What if they break my heart?” Jack questioned, his voice suddenly sounding small.

“Then at least you’ll know, and you can start to move on.” Joe answered, offering him a gentle smile. “Want to tell me who it is? I’m sure I could help you figure out if they like you back.”

“I’ve already been warned, actually.”

“You have?”

“The other boys,” Jack wet his lips quickly, “They said he’d break my heart. So now I’m scared.”

A brief look of hurt flashed through Joe’s eyes, “The others?”

“I didn’t know who else to tell.”

“You didn’t think you could tell me?” Joe stared over at Jack, and the younger man could see the wall being put up. Of course Joe would be hurt in thinking Jack couldn’t tell him. But if he knew why…

“No. I couldn’t.”

“Well then.”

“Because it’s you.”

The movie continued on, the sounds of it ear shattering in the tense silence between the two. Jack wanted to tear his eyes away, he wanted to run, his heart was racing, and he didn’t think he had breathed in nearly a minute. But he couldn’t do anything but stare over at Joe and wait.



Joe opened and closed his mouth a few times, trying to get the words out, and with each passing second, Jack could feel the tightness around his heart increase. He should have listened to the others. This was all a big mistake.

Just as Jack was working up the energy to leave, Joe surged forward, his lips pressing against Jack’s.

The younger man froze for a moment, and as Joe went to pull away, Jack’s hand found its way to the back of his neck, keeping him in place as he returned the kiss.

The two broke apart, their foreheads resting together, their breath warm against each other’s lips.

“You don’t have to be scared, Jack,” Joe whispered, his hand finding Jack’s free one, “Because I love you too. And I won’t break your heart.”
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1. FIORE!! 

2. In the highly unlikely event that there are indeed alligators behind you, Joe, tell them how cute they are (from a safe distance) for me. lol

3. That clip of Cassidy saying “yes, please” is going to, legit, be the inspiration behind the next chapter of Lewd and Lascivious so if you’ve been keeping tabs on that keep that in mind. ;)

4. I can’t wait for this season omg 


1.05  //   1.20


(I’m starting to number this is order and I totally believe I’ll get to 7345. Have some CC seeing as I just watched the Flash ep with WM)

Leonard made his way back to the Waverider, sincerely wishing Barry would succeed. He had meant it when he said to not sit him at the singles table at the reception. Sara hadn’t stopped laughing when they had shown up together and Iris attempted to play matchmaker at her own wedding before she caught on.

One small change like that shouldn’t mess up the timeline too much. Or, so he hoped.

He reached the ship, smirking when he saw Sara, her usual battle attire shed in favor for old sweats and a faded STAR Labs tshirt, waiting for him.

“Was that Barry?” She asked, amused.

“We really should start bringing him along given how he loves to mess with the timeline.”

“So he has no idea that by recruiting you in here, in Siberia in the past, that he’s actually taking to a future version of you?”

“Couldn’t tell at all. But I’m still dead, to them. Joe could barely look me in the eye and Cisco mentioned it when he thought I couldn’t hear them.”

She laughed and grabbed his hand, pulling him onto the ship.

“At least he still gets to live through asking you to be a groomsman at his wedding. He was so nervous I thought he was going to ask you to go steady.”

“Well the fact it was over dinner in Central City’s most romantic restaurant didn’t help the atmosphere.”

“You still said yes.” He shrugged in a very nonchalant way, but they both knew over the years since his revival he and Barry had become rather close.

“Speaking of…” she continued, playing with the ring finger of his right hand and pouted. “You took it off?”

He bent down to kiss her pout and pulled a ring out of his pocket, slipping it back on his finger.

“For the timeline.”

His answer wasn’t accepted however, as his wife continued to pout.

“How about we find something to drink and I’ll tell you about how your shark week obsession saved my life?”

She grinned and placed a kiss on the ring, her own matching band glinting in the setting sun light.

Fake Couple


Ever since Caspar and had gone got himself a girlfriend, you noticed a shift in Joe’s mood. It wasn’t anything too obvious but to you, someone who’s known Joe his whole life, he seemed different. Distant would be a good word. You noticed how he never really wanted to hang out with Caspar when Maddie was around and how odd he would act when he was forced to, whether that was to film a video or even go out to dinner.

You had talked about it a little with the boys, a few saying that they agree with Joe’s slight mood change while the others just said he was jealous. Not jealous of Maddie necessarily, but jealous that Caspar, once again, had a girlfriend.

The boys weren’t shy with this accusation, telling Joe straight to his face that he was jealous about Caspar and his girlfriend since he was the oldest member of the gang and has yet to have a long term relationship. Joe, as always, would laugh it off saying that he enjoyed living the ‘single life a 25 year old in London’ and before that it was the ‘single life of a 24 year old in London’. The boys would all laugh and turn to you saying that you are Joe’s current longest lasting relationship since you quite literally knew him since birth, you two only being a few months apart, which only caused you to shake your head and roll your eyes.  

All while this had been going on, you and Joe had secretly taken your relationship to the next level. It wasn’t anything super exclusive then, you were just testing the waters to see if you’re life long friendship could be more than just a friendship and you kept it a secret from your friends and family. For years everyone had tried to push you and Joe together saying that you two had a deeper connection than just friends but you both shrugged it off saying that you were better off friends until one night when you began questioning that thought and learned that Joe too felt differently.

A few weeks ago, Joe had asked you the question that you had helped him rehearse in his bedroom so many times when you were growing up, and you had never imagined Joe to sincerely ask you that question. Sure Joe asked you to be his girlfriend, multiple times actually as you sat on his bed watching him pace back and forth his room trying different variations of the question to see which one sounded better out loud. The question was never actually directed towards you, but to the girl Joe had most recently fancied at school.

“Hey love” You heard Joe call out after walking into his flat and closing the door behind you. 

“Hey” You said dropping your things by the door and making your way over to the couch were he sat, laptop propped opened on his lap. “Editing?” You asked wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing his cheek before he moved his head to kiss you properly.

“Mhmm.” He mumbled against your lips before kissing you again. “I’m not going to ever get use to that” He said once you pulled away. 

“Good.” You said with a smile as you came around the couch to sit next to him. “So, when are we telling the boys?”

“Funny you should ask because I invited them around, thought we could tell them tonight. Unless you want to wait?” Joe said closing his laptop and setting it to the side. 

“Tonights fine.” You said wrapping your arms around his neck once again as you pulled him closer to you. “Are they all coming?”

“Yes, Josh wants to also film a video with all of us so it works out.” He said wetting his lips as he eyed yours. 

“Okay” Your words barely coming out as a whisper before pushing your lips against Joe’s once again. If you were being honesty, you would get use to this either.

A few hours later after all the boys had arrived, Josh’s video was finally finished and you all were sitting on the couch, watching a few of the boys play Fifa as you waited for the food you had just ordered to arrive. 

“So guys,” Joe said walking back into the room and taking a seat on the arm of the couch next to you as he waited for the boys to pause their game. “I have something to tell you.”

“Are you finally going to admit that I the champion as Fifa?” Caspar said looking over at his mate who just shook his head. 

“No, its not Fifa related and you know i’m better than you.” Joe said back recalling all the times he had beaten Caspar in their old flat. 

“I don’t think so mate, I’ve been practicing. Haven’t lost a single game against Josh.”

“Yeah but thats Josh mate” Conor laughed.

“He’s only good at cricket, if he’s lucky.” Jack chimed in causing an eruption of laughter. 

“Cheers guys.” Josh frowned. 

“Anyways, something been going on for a few weeks now that we haven’t told you about.” Joe spoke again after the laughter subsided. 

“We?” Caspar ask looking at his mate confused.

“Yes, Y/N and I. Were kind of dating now.” Joe said placing an arm on your shoulder. 

“No you’re not.” Caspar said with a laugh. 

“Yes we actually are.” You spoke up. 

“Well its about bloody time you guys listened to us.” Jack said with a smile. 

“No you guys aren’t” Caspar said again causing his friends to all turn to look at him confused. 

“What are you on about?” Joe questioned, not really sure why his friend was doing this. 

“You’re lying. You two always said you’d never date and then all of a sudden when I get a girlfriend, you get all jealous and find someone who is willing to pretend to be your girlfriend.” Caspar said simply.

“You have to admit, it seems a little weird don’t you think?” Caspar said again after a moment of silence and blank stares. 

“Why are you doing this? I’m not jealous mate. Can’t you just be happy that I finally found someone who makes me happy?” Joe asked, anger bubbling up inside of him.

“Why are you lying to everyone? To Y/N? She’s been in your entire life and you’re just now figuring out that your happy with her? And you are jealous, Y/N’s talked to all of us about it because you’ve been acting weird around Maddie and I.” Caspar said looking between you and Joe. 

The room feel silent once again, no one knowing what to say next. Deciding that you didn’t want to hear anymore of this, you got up from off the couch and left Joe’s flat. One by one the rest of the boys left as well leaving Joe and Caspar alone. 

“Hey Y/N, you okay?”Oli asked after he stepped out of the flat, seeing you sat on the ground hugging your legs.

“What the hell was that all about?” Jack asked his brother who just shrugged. “Are you guys really dating?” 

You lifted and nodded your head as you wiped the tears that had escaped from your eyes off of your cheek.

“So Joe didn’t ask you to pretend to be his girlfriend.” Josh asked as he say down on the floor next to you. 

“No, I don’t even know why Caspar would think that. And yes, Joe and I were happy with each other before be started dating, but we’re happier now.” You said leaning your head back against the wall.

“Hey, its going to be fine. Those two will work it out. Its all just a big misunderstanding honestly.” Oli said placing a hand on your knee.

“I hope so, I’d rather not have those two hate each other.” You sighed turning your head towards the door.

The five of you sat on the ground outside of Joe’s flat for a little while longer before his door opened, revealing a sad looking Caspar. 

“I’m sorry.” He said looking down at you apologetically. 

You pushed yourself up off the floor and walked over to Caspar, embracing him in a hug. “Its alright. Are you two okay?” You asked pulling away seeing Joe stood behind Caspar. 

“Yeah we’re good.” Caspar said looking back at Joe. “I’m really happy for you guys, really.” 

“Thanks mate.” Joe said patting his mate on the shoulder before snaking an arm around your waist. 

Ignoring Joe

Jack was not an expert on love and feelings and relationships.

So when he realized that he had begun to have feelings for Joe, he did the smart and mature thing.

He ignored him.

It was the only solution Jack could come up with, because he honestly had no idea what to do. He had had feelings for guys before, that wasn’t the issue, but it had never been a good friend of his, someone he saw frequently, someone he got along with so well.

Since he didn’t want to lose his friendship with Joe, Jack though that if he ignored the smaller man for a while, his feelings would go away.

Whenever the boys were planning a night out, he checked to see if Joe was joining first. If he would be there, Jack opted out of going out, and if Joe was staying in, then Jack would join the others. This began to apply to more than just nights out in the club. It expanded to dinners, shopping, hanging out, and even filming.

Twitter and Instagram? Jack hid Joe on them.

Every aspect of Joe that was in his life, Jack found a way to ignore it.

But he should have known Joe would figure out something.

“Why the hell are you ignoring me?” Joe demanded after he pushed his way into Jack’s flat. “Did I do something to piss you off?”

“What? No!”

“Then tell me why you’re ignoring me.” Joe stared over at him, arms crossed.

“I’m not.” Jack protested weakly.

“You avoid hanging out with the others if I’m there.”

“I’ve just been busy.”

“You ignore all my messages.”

“My phone’s broken.”

“Twitter and Instagram?”

“Taking a social media break?”

“You do realize how bullshit those answers sound, right?” Joe questioned, his gaze never wavering.

“I’m not ignoring you!” Jack said as a reply, his heart racing as Joe stepped closer.

“Yes, you are. And I don’t like it.”

“And what if I am?” Now Joe was right in front of him, staring at him.

“Tell me why.”

“I can’t.”

“Why not?” Joe’s voice was softer, his body even closer than before.

“What are you doing?” Jack breathed out.

“I know why you’re ignoring me, Jack. And it’s really stupid.”

“If you know, why are you asking.”

“Because I want to hear you say it.”

“Say what?”

“You are so frustrating,” Joe growled before his hand moved to the back of Jack’s neck, pulling the younger man in for a kiss.

Jack’s surprise lasted only momentarily, before he was kissing Joe back, his own hand moving to Joe’s back, pulling the smaller body against his own.

When they pulled apart, Jack blinked slowly at Joe, who was smiling up at him, his fingers playing with the small hairs.

“How did you figure it out?”


“Huh?” Jack wasn’t sure if he had heard Joe right.

“He jokingly said that maybe you were ignoring me because you liked me. And then I started to really think about it. And you were quite obvious about it, but I was also oblivious.” Joe explained, shrugging.

“Do…” Jack wet his lips, noticing how Joe’s eyes followed the movement, “Do the other’s know?”


“Do you want to tell them?”

“No.” Joe replied, pulling Jack in for another kiss.

They talked about it more, deciding to keep it a secret, so they could figure out what exactly it was between them.

Although both were enjoying the thing that was between them. And they were also enjoying keeping it as a secret.

The boys were just happy that Jack and Joe were talking again, completely unaware of the fact that the two were doing more than just talking.

Both Joe and Jack knew that they needed to come clean to their friends eventually, especially when they became official. But they wanted to enjoy living in their own bubble for just a while longer. Joe told Jack that he had to make up for all the time that he ignored him, and he could make it up with kisses. Jack had no complaints over that.

They knew their bubble would be popped, and reality would set back in. So it wasn’t that big of a surprise when a few months after they had been dating, the boys found out.

Jack slipped up, although he blamed Joe. Because they were hanging out at Caspar’s one night, and Joe was leaning against the kitchen counter, smiling all adorably, and Jack had just leaned over to place a simple kiss on his lips, momentarily forgetting that the boys were all there.

“Something you want to share with us?” Josh asked, eyebrows raised as the couple pulled apart, cheeks red.

“When the hell did this happen?!” Oli exclaimed, looking between the two.

“When did what happen?” Conor questioned, walking back into the room. Caspar and Mikey joined the small group, confused looks on their faces as well.

“Joe and Jack, that’s what happened.” Josh smirked.

“Huh?” Caspar’s confusion only grew, and Jack shared a quick look with Joe, who shrugged.

“Jack and I are dating.” He told the others, his hand slipping into Jack’s.

“You are?!” Mikey laughed, “I was only kidding about him liking you! But corr, that’s great!” He clapped Jack on the shoulder. “Was wondering why you stopped pulling so much.”

“It was getting hard coming up with excuses for you.” Jack admitted, laughing as well, but his eyes shifted over to Conor, who was frowning slightly at Joe. “Con?”

“How long has this been happening?”

“A few months.” He admitted to his older brother.

“You care for Jack?” Conor shifted his attention to Joe, who blinked in surprise at the serious tone.

“Yes. A lot.”

“And this thing is serious?”

“Thing? Conor, this isn’t a thing. Jack is my boyfriend.”

“Good.” The older Maynard nodded, “Because I’ve seen people before just use Jack, and I don’t want that happening again.”

“Conor!” Jack tried to cut in, but his brother waved him off, his gaze focused on Joe.

“I don’t want Jack getting hurt. So if you aren’t in this for real, you need to end it now.”

Joe’s grip on Jack’s hand tightened, and he met Conor’s stare. “I wouldn’t be with him if I wasn’t in this for real. I like Jack, a lot. I don’t want to hurt him either.”

“Alright then,” Conor relaxed, smiling at the couple. “Congratulations then!” He patted Joe on the shoulder, “But just so you know, if you do hurt him at all. Well, you don’t want to know.” His tone was cheery, but his words serious, and Joe nodded, his own body relaxing as Conor turned away.

“Time to drink! We have a new couple to celebrate!” He said to the others, leading them out of the kitchen so Jack and Joe could have a moment alone.

“I’m sorry.” Jack said instantly, turning to look at Joe. “For outing us. And for Conor being crazy.”

“He just cares.” Joe told him, smiling. “And it’s fine, we had to come out at some point.”

“I know. But we hadn’t talked about it.”

“Jack, honestly. It’s fine. But you know we have to come out to my sister now.”

“Oh gods. She’s going to kill me.”

“Nah,” Joe headed for the living room, tugging Jack along with him. “She’ll just terrify you much like Conor did with me.”

“That’s reassuring,” Jack mumbled as they joined the others.

I Almost Forgot

“Come on, babe.” Y/N smiles sadly at Joe, who pouts a little, but allows her to pull him away from the car and towards the airport.

“Can’t you just, I don’t know, not go?”

“You know I can’t.”

“But I can pretend you can.”

Laughing lightly, she turns to face him, stepping back out of the flow of foot traffic. Joe drags her suitcase closer, righting it before he looks down at her.

“You’ll be visiting me soon. And we have FaceTime, and snapchat, and texting, and phone calls.” Y/N tells him, fingers brushing through his hair. “You’ll barely notice I’m gone.”

“Yeah, I will.” Joe replies.

“Most guys would be excited to have some time away from their girlfriend.”

“Not months away.”

“Only three. But really, with how much you’ll visit, less than that.”

“Can I come with you?” He asks weakly, their fingers dancing together at their sides.

“We aren’t going through this again.” She sighs, leaning forward to wrap and arm around him. She can feel the tears pricking at the back of her eyes again, and part of her really wishes she hadn’t accepted this new role.

But they both knew it would help her acting career immensely, and while yes, it would suck with her being in a different country for a few months, it would all be worth it.

“Let’s go.” Y/N says, stepping back. Their fingers lace together again as they start walking. They’re slower than the crowd around them, people dashing to catch their flight, but the couple isn’t in a rush. They made sure to come early so they could have time to say goodbye at their pace.

Once her luggage was checked and out of their hands, they made their way back to the seating area. There was still time before she had to go through security. Time for them to say goodbye.

“I love you.” Joe tells Y/N, arms around her as he looks down into her eyes.

“And I love you. Thank you for letting me do this.”

“Like I’d be able to stop you.” He chuckles softly, “But you’re going to be amazing. And I can’t wait to tell everyone that that’s my girlfriend on the big screen.”

“Don’t do that.” Y/N blushes, burying her face into his chest.

“I will, because I’m so proud of you. No matter how much I’d rather you stay here with me.”

They fall into a comfortable silence, arms around each other, the sound of the people and announcements dancing around them.

Pulling back, she glances at the clock. It’s time.


“No.” He replies, his grip tightening slightly.

“It’s time. I have to go now if I’m going to make my flight.”

“Then miss it.”

“I can’t.” When Y/N steps back, Joe reluctantly lets his arms fall from around her. Her heart breaks at the wetness in his eyes, and she lifts a hand to his cheek, her thumb brushing gently across it. “I’ll be back before you even know it. Alright?”

“I’m just going to miss you a lot.” He replies softly, leaning into her touch.

“And I’m going to miss you so incredibly much.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

With a sigh, she picks up her carry on bag, taking a step back. He wants to reach out, to pull her back into his arms, but he knows she has to go.

He watches as she turns to go, before she turns back around, throwing her arms around him tightly. He hugs her tightly, closing his eyes at the tears threatening to fall.

“I almost forgot.” She mumbles into her ears, shifting her head so their lips connect.

The kiss is simple, sweet, and filled with love. It’s also wet, and he isn’t sure from who’s tears.

“I love you so much, Joe.” Y/N mumbles against his lips. “Don’t forget me.”

“Never.” He tells her.

And again, he lets her step out of his arms, smiling at him even as the tears fall down her cheeks.

“I’ll see you soon.” She waves at him, and Joe’s eyes follow her as she heads towards security. He watches her until she’s lost in the crowd, and even then, he remains standing there.

It takes him another ten minutes before he forces himself to leave, heading back to the car.

Only a couple of weeks until he visits her. Only a couple of weeks until she’s back in his arms.

The Ballad of Joe Yogurtsack: A True Story of Fear, Friendship, Theft, and the Worst Roommate I Ever Had

The first time I met Joe, he was standing in the middle of my kitchen, offering me stolen yogurt from a large black garbage bag.

The kitchen was in Minneapolis, where I was renting a portion of a house while I interned downtown. The food, he told me proudly, he had lifted from the breakfast buffet of a nearby hotel. The man was my new housemate.

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goddessofbadbitches  asked:

You mentioned on one of your gallagher girls posts that joe is the biggest zammie shipper ever and I'm literally laughing so hard because ITS SO TRU

I am approximately 3002% sure that Joe took a good look at Zach, took a good look at Cam, took a sip of his coffee and said, “What a fine Sunday afternoon… perfect weather for setting up the strongest power couple in the western hemisphere.”  Like, seriously, all of CMH is just Joe setting Zach and Cam up.

  • First of all, DC.  I mean, enough said, right?  You cannot tell me that Joe didn’t look at the two finest young Pavement Artists he knows and put them on each other’s tail.  You cannot tell me that Joe didn’t think that they were the only two who could keep up with each other.  You cannot tell me that Joe didn’t look at two of the kids he loved most in the world and say, “Ha.  This’ll be fun.”
  • Then there’s the brush passes in Roseville.  Oh god, do not get me going.  Cam literally turns to Bex first.  Like, Bex is definitely going to be her partner – no doubt about it – but then Joe is like, “Nuh uh.  Zach,” and he basically requires that the two of them touch hands at some point that afternoon if they want to pass the assignment.  JOE.  
  • Cammie looking in the pitcher and catching Joe and Zach’s reflection at the waffle bar.  We’ll never know what they were saying – I’ve looked for years and haven’t seen any evidence – but I am at least 89 percent sure that Joe Solomon was being the beST WINGMAN THAT CAMERON MORGAN COULD HAVE EVER ASKED FOR. Zach and Joe could talk about Cam for ages they are both totally amazed by her oh god I’m crying
  • When that scene got cut from the book (siiiigh the best ones always do), we had Cam and Zach detecting lies with each other.  Why was Cam doing this CoveOps exercise with Zach and not, say, her best friend Bex?  I’ll give you one guess.  That’s right.  It’s because JOE.  FREAKING. SOLOMON.  Told her to partner up with the person across from her.  When has Joe ever cared about who partnered with who?  Answer: never.
  • Also, I’m pretty sure that Joe bribed Madame Dabney into making them dance in C&A but HEY.  THAT’S NOT OFFICIAL. THATS JUST THE SHAMELESS ZAMMIE SHIPPER IN ME.
  • Anyways, I’m fairly certain that the main reason Joe kept pushing them together is because he wanted them to team up and form an alliance because he knew that they would work well together and that, together, they’d be one of the strongest teams out there.  Cam and Zach challenge each other time and time again, and Joe has sworn to teach those two as much as he can before they leave the safety of his classroom.  Part of that vow was making sure that they had people in their lives who would help them continue to grow, even if he wasn’t around to make sure it happened.  Whether he meant for it to end romantically or not isn’t as important as the fact that he loves them both, and he wants them safe, and he knew that they would watch out for one another. In the end, romance probably had very little to do with his motives.
  • But Zach is a good kisser so
You’re An Idiot

When Joe stepped into the terminal and saw the frown etched across Josh’s face, he knew that she had called him.

Sighing, Joe pushed the hair out of his face and trudged forward, exhaustion already weighing him down from the long flight.

“Don’t start.” Were the first words out of his mouth as he came to a stop in front of Josh, who simply crossed his arms and stared down at him.

“You’re an idiot.” The taller man finally commented, spinning on his heel and stalking towards baggage claim, leaving the shorter one to scramble to keep up with the long strides.

The two remained silent as they gathered Joe’s bag and made their way outside of the terminal, climbing into the back of their taxi. Not until they were on the road, heading away from the airport, the warm South African air hanging around them, did Joe speak.

“What did she tell you anyways?”


“So helpful.”

“You were an idiot, Joe.”

“You’ve only heard her side!” He tried to protest, shifting in his seat to look over at Josh.

“Do I need to hear your side? Or should I just assume that she’s right, considering she usually is.”

Joe opened his mouth to speak, but snapped it shut when he couldn’t think of what to respond with. Instead, he shifted again, staring out the window to his left, lips pulling down into a small pout.

“Thought so.” Josh mumbled, looking out his own window.

“You made it!” Caspar grinned and pulled Joe into a hug as he walked through the door. “Welcome back to South Africa!”

“Cheers.” Joe smiled, sending Oli a quick nod over Caspar’s shoulder.

“Must have been a pretty boring flight.” Oli smirked back, and Caspar looked between him and Joe as Joe sent Oli a small glare.

“Did she tell you as well?”

“Nah,” Josh piped up from behind, stepping around Joe and into the house. “I told him.”

“Told who what?” Caspar asked, his head turning to look at them.

“Just tell the whole bloody country, why don’t you?” Joe mumbled, pushing past Caspar to toss his bag onto the couch.

“Alright.” Josh grinned, turning to face Caspar. “Joe and Y/N got into a incredibly stupid fight, which is why she’s not coming here for New Year’s Eve anymore.”

Caspar’s mouth dropped open in shock, and he stared at Joe, who rolled his eyes, shifting on his feet as all three boys stared at him.

“I’m not the only one to blame!” He finally yelled out, throwing his hands into the air.

“You’re the reason Y/N isn’t here!” Caspar snapped back. “What did you do?!”

“I didn’t do anything!”

“Clearly you did, or else she would be here!”

“It’s not my fault!”

“Yes it is!” Caspar’s hands were clenched into fists at his side, his eyes narrowed at Joe, who in turn had crossed his arms tightly across his chest, his own eyes glaring back at Caspar.

“Come on, you two.” Oli spoke calmly, stepping between them. “Joe just got here, let him go get settled. Caspar, why don’t you and Josh run out and grab us some food?”

“Sounds good.” Josh replied for Caspar, throwing an arm around the blonde’s shoulders, leading him towards the door.

After the two had left, Oli turned to look at Joe, who shook his head and grabbed his bag, heading towards the part of the house where the bedrooms were.

The next couple of days weren’t much better. Caspar had decided that Joe had ruined the trip, and barely talked to him.

Oli tried to get the two to make up, and when that failed, he turned to Josh. But the ginger simply shrugged and said there was nothing to be done, not until Joe realized the stupid mistake he made.

Unbeknownst to the others, Joe was starting to realize it.

He had begun to check his phone more frequently, hoping for a message from Y/N, any sign that she was trying to reach him down in South Africa, and while there was never anything from her, there was the photo he had set as his background.

One of his favourites of the two of them, faces pressed close together, smiling broadly into the camera.

He loved that picture, because they were so clearly happy in it.

She hadn’t been happy before he left for the holiday.

Because Josh was right, Joe had been an idiot.

He didn’t even remember what the fight had been about any more, that was how stupid it was. All Joe did remember was the harsh tones and stinging words they had thrown at each other, the tears that left streaks on her cheeks, and the heart broken look in her eyes as she turned and walked away from him.

At the time, all he had felt towards Y/N was anger. But now, laying on his bed alone in South Africa, being ignored by two of his best mates, Joe felt alone. And empty.

There were multiple times he had tried to call her, but he could never bring himself to let the phone ring.

He just wanted to see her, to tell her he was sorry, that he had been stupid.

Instead, he was in South Africa.

Which wasn’t working for Joe, he decided.

Springing off of the bed, he marched into the living room where the other three boys were. They all looked up at him in surprise when he entered.

“I’m going back to London.” Joe told them firmly, expecting cries of protest.

“About bloody time.” Was the mumbled response he got from Josh instead.

“Have you booked your flight yet? When’s your car coming? What time will you be getting in?” Caspar started to list off questions, and Joe simply blinked over at him.

He shifted his gaze to Oli, who shrugged. “It’s the right decision, mate.”

And as Joe’s plane landed back in London, the evening of New Year’s Eve, he knew as well that it had been the right decision.

After climbing into his car, he pulled out his phone, finally making the call he should have days ago. But after it rang and rang, with no answer until her voicemail cut in, Joe knew the only way to get her to listen was to show up at her door.

So he sat back in his seat, watching the passing lights as his car made its way down the roads. Joe just knew he had to make things right before the new year was rang in. He refused to end the year on this note with Y/N.

“What are you doing here?” She practically spat at him when she swung open her door, revealing Joe.

“I was an idiot.”

“That doesn’t answer the question.”

“I shouldn’t have gone to South Africa. Not without you.”

“But you did, Joe.”

“I know, Y/N.” He sighed, running his fingers through his hair. “And it took me going there to realize I was an idiot. Well that, two angry and disappointed South African’s and one upset pale British boy.”

He watched as Y/N’s lip twitched, fighting back a smile at his words.

“I’m sorry, love.” Joe reached out, taking one of her hands in his. “I don’t even remember what started the fight, because it was so ridiculously stupid. Because I’m stupid. I’m sorry. Please, don’t let the year end with things like this.”

“It was pretty stupid, wasn’t it?”

“If I could remember it, I’m sure it was.”

“I don’t remember either.” She admits, her fingers slipping through his, tugging him closer. “But I do remember you leaving the country.”

“I’m sorry.”

“And you should be. Completely ruined my New Year’s plans.”

“So you’re still free?”

“I’m tossing up a couple of different party locations.” Y/N finally smiled up at Joe as he snaked an arm around her waist, his other hand still linked with hers.

“How about a party for just the two of us, in your flat?”

“That sounds like the best option.”

“Thought so.” He replied, kissing her quickly. “So let’s get inside.” He started walking backwards, grinning as she stumbled slightly, giggling.

“I’m going to fall!” Y/N’s hand slipped out of his, so she could wrap her arms around his neck. Joe, in turn, moved his now free hand around her waist as well, keeping her from tumbling to the ground.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got you.”

throam movie but in the style of a really shitty teen movie.

“hi, im ryan ross. im just your average rockstar. im not ‘glam’ or 'new wave’, im just me. i play shows, get totes wasted, and score hot chicks, like my girlfriend, jac.”

*camera pans to spencer, holding drumsticks and smiling softly* “that guy over there is spencer smith. weve been best friends since the beginning. hes the drummer, in case you couldnt tell.”

*camera pans to pete, joe, and brent, looking menacing* “them? thats pete wentz, our manager-slash-resident bus fetishist, and my other bandmates, joe trohman and brent wilson. im not like them, im different. i care about the music, they care about fame.

*camera pans to brendon, reading a book with an unreadable expression on his face* ” and him? hes our roadie, brendon urie. hes so mysterious, and kinda hot, not in a gay way. i really wanna know him better… sadly, im just ryan ross, your average rockstar.“

*cut to title screen while eleanor rigby plays*

Shocktober at Tulley’s Farm || Joe

Joe masterpost found here

Word count - 1,163

Summary - The one with the flirty clown.


The Halloween season was in full swing. Leaves were changing color, scary films were on every channel, and the shops started selling giant bags of candy at half price. You were already thriving off of the autumnal vibes. You constantly bundled up in scarves and sweaters, drinking hot chocolate or pumpkin spice lattes, and often forcing your boyfriend, Joe, to join you in a festival fall photo shoot down the colorful streets of London. This was most certainly one of the greatest times of year. Perhaps, you would argue, even better than Christmas.

Today was the day you and Joe would join some of your YouTube friends at Tulley’s Farm for Shocktober. You were ecstatic. While you were a baby when it came to scary things (you always screamed the loudest at jump scares in the horror films) you somehow loved them. It was something about always being on the edge of your seat and never knowing what was around the corner that excited you; as long as you managed not to shit your pants.

When you and Joe arrived at Tulley’s, the whole group was already there. You made your rounds, hugging Jim, Caspar, Zoe, Alfie, Niomi, Mark, and all the others before quickly finding yourself at Joe’s side again. Joe laughed as you clung to him, your eyes darting around as if expecting a clown to emerge even whilst you were simply in the queue. “You’re so cute when you’re scared,” he teased you, pushing your hat down above your eyes. You pouted and adjusted it back on your head.

“Not scared,” you replied. “Just excited and a little tens-” You weren’t able to finish your sentence because someone snuck up behind you and grabbed your shoulders, shouting in your ear and causing you to scream. You turned and slapped Caspar’s arm.

“Right,” Joe laughed, pulling you close to him again. “Not scared.”

The first thing the group did was ride the haunted hayride. You were seated in between Joe and Jim, your hand gripping Joe’s tightly. Your adrenaline was pumping so hard, you jumped as soon as the tractor started moving. Joe just kept laughing at you. However, as soon as people started jumping on the truck, his laughter quickly ceased and was replaced with strings of curse words. You could tell he was trying to act tough. Whenever you jumped or screamed, he would wrap his arm tighter around you. You knew he was inwardly shitting his pants too. You both were having a blast though. Something about being scared was just fun to you two. Secretly, a part of you just enjoyed finding another reason to be close to Joe, and secretly, a part of Joe enjoyed that too.

Once you left the tractor ride, you were whisked away to the actual haunted house portion. There were different rooms and corridors, many filled with different themes. You and Joe were towards the front of the group, meaning you were always the first to be targeted for a jump scare. People with blood covering their faces would approach you with hunched backs, jumping in your face and screaming. Joe always yelled back, as if trying to get them to shut up. You couldn’t help but laugh at him. “Bloody hell, (Y/N), what are you laughing at?” he asked wide-eyed.

“No matter how many times you tell them to shut up, they won’t listen,” you teased. Before Joe could make a snarky reply back, a zombie man jumped out and startled another scream out of the group.

When you got to the clown room, Joe’s mood shifted slightly. You could tell a part of him was a tad more afraid than before; Joe always did hate clowns. Whenever one jumped out at him, he would grab you and hide behind you. “Quit using me as a shield!” you laughed, pulling him out from behind you. “Buck up, babe!” Joe stood up straight and puffed out his chest.

“I don’t know what you’re on abo-”

Once again, he was interrupted, this time, by a clown making some sort of hysterical noise that was between a laugh and a scream. “Oi! Leave us alone!” Joe finally fake-whined. “I just want to go home!” The girl just laughed again. “No! Stop it!” Everyone was laughing at Joe until the next person jumped out and made them scream.

You got to the last room which was filled with scary men covered in blood carrying chainsaws. “Fuck this!” Joe shouted. The man ran up to him, holding the chain saw high in the air. “I just want to get through!” Joe told him. The man just yelled again and waved the chainsaw closer to you. “Okay, okay, I get it you’re not ready for us to leave!” You laughed and pushed Joe forward, urging him closer to the door. As the man charged towards the rest of the group, you and Joe managed to escape the haunted house.

You immediately burst out laughing as soon as you were on the safe side. “Bloody hell, (Y/N)!” Joe laughed with you. “I really didn’t think you were going to make it out of there without shitting yourself!”

“Me?” you laughed. “I’m sorry, but who was crying about going home as soon as Miss Flirty Clown approached him?”

“She was flirting with me?” Joe asked sarcastically. “Huh, never thought I’d be able to pull a clown. Maybe I should go back in there and get her number.”

“Oh yeah, let me know how it goes getting past chainsaw man.”

“Yeah, I guess it’s not worth it. I’ll have to find someone else, then.” He paused. “Say, are you single?”

“Ah, no, sorry, I’m actually taken by some loser who hid behind me during half of the attraction.”

“Sounds like an arse.”

“Mm, only a little.”

Joe laughed and wrapped his arms around you. Before he could place a gentle kiss to your lips, Alfie and Caspar ran up to you and grabbed you both, screaming in your ears causing you to jump. “I hate you boys!” you laughed at them, slapping them repeatedly. Joe was doubled over laughing at you. You rolled your eyes playfully and ran over to him, jumping on his back and wrapping your arms around his neck.

“What are you doing, monkey?” he asked.

“I thought you said you liked it when I ride you?”

Joe laughed loudly and bounced you up a little higher on his back. “You cheeky thing,” he teased.

“Come on lovebirds!” Jim called to the two of you. The group had started walking towards the exit of the farm without you two even realizing. “We’re going out for some coffee and hot chocolate.”

“Yay!” you cheered from Joe’s back. “Onward, trusty steed!” Joe laughed and ran to catch up with the rest of the group. You grinned and kissed his cheek, but not before briefly turning your head to make sure no zombie was chasing you to your cars.