Joey Jordison x Reader

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"This album's gonna be fucking sick, guys!" Corey squeaked happily. We just finished the recording of our first album and we're on the way to our shared homes. The only way that we could practice together and be together all the time was to rent three apartments, two with three members and one with four. Corey, Mick and Sid together, Shawn, Craig, Paul and Chris together and Joey, Jim and me together.

"This shit's fucking dope!" Sid yelled from our also shared Van's trunk while smoking weed, as always. I giggled a little before resting my head on joeys shoulder. "Are you tired?" He asked softly, to which he got a small nod in response. "We're almost home, okay?" Joey said while laying his head on mine. I felt a little smile Forming on my face.

Joey and I always had this great friendship ever since we met when we were young. For a while I actually thought i was in love with him, but I figured it wouldn't work anyways and tried to move on. I was sure I had moved on a long time ago, but for like two months I've been questioning my feelings for him. I've always loved him, but I thought it was just platonic love. Now it feels like real, genuine love. I did think about telling Craig and only Craig, but I think I can deal with it myself.

"Hey sleepyhead, wake up!" Corey sung weirdly. I opened my eyes just to see how Mick picked me up and carried me inside.

"Thanks Mick." I said sleepy, while walking over to my bed. "Goodnight Creed." He said while walking outta the door. "Night..." I sighed, letting myself fall into my bed.

"Goodnight Cole..." I heard Joey just before drifting off to sleep.

*joeys pov*

I looked at Cole sleeping oh-so peacefully. "Goodnight Cole..." I whispered.

She was just different, and I didn't know if she was different in a she's my best friend typa way or, well, more than that.

I sighed. "What's wrong, Joey?" Jim asked.

"What? Nothing. Everything's...everything's fine. Perfectly fine." I said, giving him an exhausted smile. "Imma go to sleep now, night Jim." I sighed, laying down on my bed.

"Goodnight."

*coles pov*

I woke up to some random loud noises, Jim must've dropped a plate again.

I walked into the kitchen just to find Corey and Craig sitting in our kitchen while Jim and Joey were preparing breakfast for them. "Where're the others?" I asked, sitting next to them. "Probably asleep." Corey answered. "And you're so desperate for food you even let Jim cook?" I joked. "Hey! I'm not even that bad..." he said offended. "But you drop every plate you touch." I giggled.

[a few days later]
"Yo guys!!" Corey yelled as he walked through the door of our apartment, everyone sitting in the living room. "What's up shithead?" I asked.
"Our album's blowing up like crazy!!"
"Is it?" Joey asked excited.
"It Fucking is!"