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hello! welcome to the first part of this completely unhinged fanfic, hope you enjoy! here is the playlist for the fic:
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3UmRwjBtYL68D2X0GzKOZF?si=02c8d877c02f4457
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It all started with the golden globes.
Well not really. Joe always knew about Paul, like heard of his shows, but never really got to know him. But when Taylor finally convinced him to watch "The Deceived", he never complained once. After a ton of re-watching the season, he was searching up paul on google for the 14th time that week and saw a headline, normally Joe tried to avoid the media, having been friends with taylor through reputation, but this particular headline caught his attention.
It said "paul mescal and phoebe bridgers have tied the knot! We always knew they'd be endgame!".
Joe's heart sank, although he knew it was silly to fangirl as a grown adult, but he still was a little bit heartbroken. Joe knew taylor was friends with phoebe although he would never ask taylor to confirm or deny.
Joe and Taylor were an "endgame couple" according to the tabloids, but what the tabloids didn't know was that Taylor was a lesbian. Joe was a beard, but the longest beards taylor has had, they had a good story "wanting to be private", wanting "space" but that was a load of bullshit. Tree Paine only said that because it was hard for Joe to kiss taylor and vise versa because they were two gays, trying to be straight for the public. However they were friends, and had moved in together, at first to convince the public but they enjoyed it now.
So, when Joe received the invitation for the golden globes, he nearly broke his phone trying to see if paul would be there, and after a ton of google searches, and scrolling, he found out paul would be there. He collapsed with exhaustion on his bed sighing a contented sigh, as taylor came in to congratulate him and say goodnight, he was already asleep.
The next morning Joe wakes up with a sudden burst of confidence, and basically runs to taylor. He rushed into the room and as he caught his breath taylor lazily said
"what in the world would have caused you to run into the kitchen at the asscrack of dawn while im having my morning coffee"
"I needed to ask you if phoebe and paul were actually engaged" joe panted.
"And why would you need to know this information" taylor challenged
"Well, maybe, i just maybe, liked the deceived a little too much and maybe, maybe i've been fangirling over him and maybe we may be going to the golden globes together and maybe i want to know if i have a shot" joe rushed out.
"SCORE 1 FOR TAYLOR" she shouted jumping up from her seat.
"What-" Joe started.
"I was right, I knew you'd like it!" Taylor interrupted.
"Ok, ok, you were right, can we cut to the chase? Is Paul engaged to phoebe?" Joe replied.
"Joe, can we sit down?" her face suddenly stiff, her eyes cold.
"Yess?" Joe said as he sat down.
"Heres the thing with phoebe, you know how i've worked with her?" taylor spoke softly
"Yeah, why" Joe asked cautiously
"Well..."
