My Patient...Or Maybe More Than That (Joey Jordison x Reader)

27. Fight or Flight

Y/N's POV

I felt Joey slightly nudge me, awakening me in the process. "The interview is out baby" Joey spoke. I swiftly got up, finding some shorts and a tank top before running out to the living room. Joey had already plugged the laptop into the TV, the other guys waiting for me to wake up. Corey abruptly left, heading outside to smoke a cigarette. I sat down at the table as Joey pressed play. He came to the table, also sitting down on the opposite side of me. The interview started to play, I wasn't nervous as I thought the interview went well.

Jim and Sid came to hug me when they heard I said they were my favorite Slipknot members. "You're too sweet Y/N" Jim gushed as he hugged me. Sid also hugged me but opted to not speak. Everything was going great until I heard So the next part of the interview will be fan questions that were sent in. Julie asked When's the last time you guys had sex? That's when I remembered what we had done.

I watched myself stand up, then turn around while Joey gripped my ass, and finally shook my ass. "Oh come on, you guys really didn't do that" Paul blurted. Joey and I started to erupt into laughter as I saw him slap my ass.

"What was I supposed to do? They asked me and I answered" Joey giggled.

"To be fair we were still high" I added.

Mick started to chuckle, "You can't even control yourselves on camera." That was the first time I heard Mick speak in any other way than monotone.

"First off, fuck your bitch and the clique you claim. Westside when we ride, come equipped with game. You claim to be a player but I fucked your wife" Sid shouted once he heard me say 2Pac.

Everyone scoffed when they heard the threesome question. "How did they get away asking you guys this shit?" Clown questioned.

"I don't know but they sure did" I replied.

The interview continued as I heard The last fan question is from Dante. Have you guys ever fucked in the mask?

"I mean you guys handled these questions like champs" Paul said, impressed with our calm and collected answers.

"It's not over" Joey laughed.

Missionary or doggy?

"Of course you said doggy Joey" Chris chuckled.

Something in particular you guys like about it?

"He did not just ask that" Sid yelled.

"Oh yes he did" I chuckled.

Do I need to make her stand up and turn around again?

No need for that, I understand.

Joey started to laugh, "Did you hear his voice? All nervous and shit."

"I gotta say this interviewer had balls to ask you guys this shit" Paul stated. The interview soon ended, seeing both Joey and I hug him.

"Still don't know why you hugged him" Joey scoffed.

I retorted, "You hugged him first I was just trying to be nice."

"You know he felt your tits" Joey spoke, agitated.

I started to speak in an annoyed tone, "Joey I can't control that when someone hugs me they feel my tits"

Joey tried to assure me, "I'm not upset, just makes me feel icky after he asked us all those questions."

"Who gives a fuck what he asked us? We did the interview and I think it turned out great" I countered.

He sombered, "I'm just being protective Y/N. I now realize how many guys are beating their dick to you."