middle of the night

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Au : Joe isn't famous and doesn't live with Caspar (i cri this is true now)

Imagine #11

You tossed and turned around your bed, nightmares crowd your unconscious brain, creating terrifying images and sight. Lucky enough though, someone was knocking on your front door loud enough to wake you up from the horrific dream. You knew you were supposed to be glad but as you glance at the clock and it states 1: 58am you grew suspicious and anxiety kicks in. Your brain wasn't helping at all, jumping on different conclusions that let just say, isn't very comforting.

As you walk- more like tiptoed downstairs, you passed by the kitchen to grab a frying pan in case. Walking towards the door send shivers running down your spine and made your breathing hitch, the cold and dark surroundings gave out more tension. You slowly made your way as the knocking got louder, you twist the frypan's handle and reached out for the knob.

"Y/N!" Someone whisper-shouted from the other side of the door, you let out a sigh when you heard the all too familiar voice of your best friend, Joe. "Please answer." You hear him plead. Confusion replaced your anxiety, couldn't he just call you through his phone? You cursed at yourself for getting lost on your thoughts as you open the door.

"Hey." He greets you with a nervous smile, soaked from his head to toe as water poured down his figure. He looks extremely bothered, with messy and damp hair and eyebags that emohasized the definition of messy that you used to describe him at the moment.

"What're you doing here?" You hissed, partly annoyed. You didn't know why, but you were annoyed. The knocking, thats probably it; although it saved you from your nightmare, you were unsure if your parents heard it and woke up. You mean, it was incredibly loud if it reached you from upstairs and woken you up while your parents are downstairs; which is close to the front door actually, but then again they are heavy sleepers and if they woke up, shouldn't they have been checking now?

"C-can you let me in first?" He shuddered, damnit it was raining! Why didn't you let him in earlier? He could a catch a cold for goodness sake! You gave him a nod and quietly gestured for him to go to your room while you close and lock the front door, he did as told and headed upstairs first. Great! Now there's a puddle of water on the floor and the stairs leading to your room. You let out a groan and started cleaning it up by a random towel you found in the kitchen (when you returned the pan)

Finally, you finished cleaning up and headed to your room, where Joe stand in the middle; water still dripping. You guessed he figured he couldnt do anything until he's out of his soaked clothes, another groan escapes your lip as you scurried to find some clothes that could fit Joe. Thankfully, you had a few clothes that he owned that he left when sleeping over here a few times.

"Here" you handed it to him while he went to your bathroom and you cleaned up the puddle, and finally he got out the bathroom with his new attire, thankfully not dripping anymore.

"So, why?" You asked trying to start conversation but toning down your voice a little

"Mom and Dad got in a fight again" he sighs and started explaining what was happening, although you intend to listen, you're eyelids couldn't help but grow tired. Joe's eyes widen when you drop on the floor, unconscious. Of course he was startled and started getting all panicky and stuff, you were half-awake but you didn't have the energy to even lift a finger. Joe then settled with the thought of just putting you to bed, he carried you bridal style for a short amount of time just to get to the other side of the room. Finally putting you down, he took a moment to admire your feature and couldn't help but remain calm despite the harsh storm and blowing wind.

Letting out a sigh, he placed his hands on top of yours and said in the sweetest voice "if only you knew how much I love you"

(ノ*゚ー゚)ノヽ(*゚ー゚*)ノ

So there's that! Anyways I tried to make it as realistic as I possibly could and I hope you guys enjoyed that.

And holy sh!t i haven't updated in 9 months!

I love you guys lots, byeee!

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