Joey Jordison x Reader

2

We were on tour for like 10 months now and honestly it's just fucking exhausting.
I was sitting in the sink of the dressing room, looking at me in the mirror. "We're on in 15mins guys!" Corey said.
I held my mask tight, looking down at the piece of plastic as Joey walked towards me. I looked at him and once again was questioning my feelings. "Are you gonna tell me what's up?" He asked as he leaned on the wall, pulling his mask up and leaving it on his head. "Nothings up." I said, looking back at my mask. "I'm not that stupid, Creed." He said, giving me a soft smile. "Just don't worry about it." I said, hopping outta the sink. I heard Joey sighing as I walked away.

We were walking off stage, Joey on Mick's shoulders as always. "Let's just get into the goddamn busses and not fuck around backstage." I sighed as I looked at Mick. Joey pulled his mask off, looking at me.
I looked away as he sighed at put it back on.

We had two busses. The first one with Corey, Shawn, Chris, Sid and Paul and the Second one with Mick, Craig, Joey, Jim and me.

As soon as I entered the bus, I walked straight towards the bunks and dropped onto mine. I closed my eyes and immediately drifted off to sleep

After a while I woke up again. It was pretty dark, yet I decided to get up. I walked over to the "kitchen" and saw Joey sipping on a beer. "Oh you're awake." He said, giving me a warm smile. I walked over to sit next to him.
"Are you gonna tell me what's wrong now?" He asked, staring at me. I shook my head, looking down. "It's just...nothing really. Just forget about it." I said, smiling at him.

Joey put his beer down, still staring at me.
"Do you need a hug?"
"Yeah, that'd be nice." I nodded, just before he could pull me into his arms. I smiled as he was holding me tight.
I looked up at him. He was still looking at me.

"Joey?"
"Yeah?"
"What does love feel like?"