Your Love Is My Drug

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Joe's POV
We walk out of the studio with smiles on our faces. (y/n) however, was a different story. "You guys go ahead and get on the bus, (y/n) and I are going to get Starbucks." I say. "We are?" He/she says. "Yeah, I figured you were famished. I know I am." "Your always famished, but see you guys later." Sal says. (y/n) and I start walking together when she/he grabs my hand. "Oh my god, I feel like I'm in middle school again." "Bessy never holds your hand?" "Not really. She's more of a kiss and tell type." "Wow. And here I was thinking she was the perfect wife." "She is, but--" I stop myself when I see (y/n) flinch. "Are-" "I'm fine." She/he replies snappy. "You don't-" "Let's get the Starbucks and get on the road. I'm tired and want to kiss you." Immediately after he/she says that last part they blush really red. "Oh, so you want to kiss me?" "Yeah. But I like all of you guys." She/he stops after seeing you flinch. "Joe-" I kiss (y/n).

Y/n's POV
Twice in one day? I'm lucky.

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