Kut! (JoostxReader)

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I am so sorry for not updating for so long, life got in the way but I have very big plot points planned for the next few chapters and I am very hyped, I hope you are too!

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"Sorry for not texting, I'm gonna visit my brother, gonna be back tomorrow."
18:46

That was all that Joost sent me. After Apson and Max decided to join Stuntje and his girlfriend in a park I texted Joost. I had thought about Max' words. That we maybe should do something outside of the studio together. Sober. Texting Joost cost me a lot of effort, therefore I only innocently asked how he was doing, wanting to see what he would reply. My text was four hours old now.

I read Joosts text again. It was reasonable, I could not feel bad about him being gone to visit his injured brother. I hated myself for the small pit that formed in my stomach. To not think about it any longer, I rolled a joint and got to work on my own music. I worked until 4 am, slept until 1 pm, immediatly smoked another joint while having breakfast and got right to work again after that. Max sometime texted me asking if I wanted to join them in a park since the weather was again very nice but I declined and wished them a nice day.

I smoked and worked until 1 am and did not even think about stopping when I suddenly heard a key in the door. I immediatly turned around, my hand instinctively grabbing my phone and unlocking it. Maybe it was a robber with a key.

At first I did not trust my own eyes when Joost opened the door. I thought I just had smoked too much and started hallucinating. He stopped on the doorstep and smiled at me. His blonde hair was even more chaotic than usual, his face slightly red and he was breathing quite heavily, indicating that he either ran here or took a bike.

"Hi", he said before I could say something. "Hi", I replied. I was still staring at him in a bit of disbelief. It was the middle of the night, he looked like he was in an absolute hurry and I thought he was at his brothers place? Or was it already Monday? I really could not tell which day it was, nor if I was happy that Joost was here now. I absolutly threw myself into my music, the studio was a mess and so was I. When Joost texted me that he would be gone for some time I was honestly disappointed. But I arranged myself with it, even if that meant to fill me with weed and soft drinks and bury me in work.

"You look ... busy", Joost finally said after inspecting me for a bit too long. I just laughed and turned back to my laptop, slightly embarassed about my appearance. Joost obviously tried to sound polite. I tried looking busy, clicking around in my thousand files when I felt Joosts hand on my shoulder.

"You okay?", he asked, his voice much softer than before. I should actually be the one asking if he and especially his brother were okay.

"Yeah sorry", I said, trying to sound as stable as possible. "I just think I worked for a bit too long. And maybe smoked a bit too much." My eyes wandered around the working desk and all the empty soft drink bottles that stood around.

"Guess our stash is empty then", Joost laughed when he noticed too. I cracked a small smile as he sat down in the office chair next to me.

"Enough about me, why the fuck are you here?", I said, suddenly changing the topic and looking at him. He laughed and tried to look offended. "Sorry, I did not know I was not allowed to visit you", he replied, playing the victim now and throwing his hands up in innocence. I knew it was just an act but the way he even admitted he was here for me and not the studio made my heart jump for a moment. I just smiled and saved my project for the hundredth time, before finally closing it.

"You wanted to work on something?", I then asked, leaning back in my chair and giving him a challenging look. Joost lifted an eyebrow, his eyes piercing me. "No", he simply replied. His voice sent a shiver down my spine. It was difficult to hold up the eye contact but I was determined to not be the one to break it. From one moment to the other the atmosphere changed, now being thick and heavy. But the tension was not uncomfortable, just fucking exciting.