local {joji x reader}

ten

"you're joining us tonight?" ian asked from the doorway.

"i was planning on it." you turn around to him. "am i not allowed?"

"uh- no it's just i'm surprised." you laughed.

"gotta get a move on my life sometime." he laughs and walks away. you look at yourself in the mirror, you were wearig a marroon flowy long sleeve shirt with black pants.

you liked the outfit, it made you look good and best of all it covered your scars. they were smaller but still visible.

you looked up to see joji standing in the doorway now, not noticing you had seen him.

"you can stop staring now." you joke looking to him. he smiled.

"i don't know if i can. you just look so beautiful." you felt your face turn into a light shade of pink.

"oh shut up." you turned to walk to him.

"i mean it." he said, then leaned in for a sweet short kiss.

"what was that for?" you laughed.

"couldn't help myself."

"come on you two we're leaving soon." max said from the hallway. you proceeded to follow him to the front door.

"same place as last time?" ian asked putting on his jacket. max nodded.

"sounds like a fun night." you said as you headed towards the door. you all piled into max's van and were on your way.

once you got there you started to look around. it wasn't too ghetto but it also wasn't the nicest bar you've been to.

you all went inside and took a seat in the nearest booth. you were immediately greeted by your waiter.

"what can i get you guys tonight?"

"a round of shots would be excellent." max responded as the guy wrote it all down.

"round of shots coming right up." he clicked his pen and was off.

"you having fun yet?" joji asked you.

"not until the shots get here." you joked and you both laughed. you felt joji squeeze just a bit harder on your waist.

"here you are." the waiter said bringing the drinks rather quickly.

we drank up and ordered another round. the night was going great. you were so glad you had gotten out of the house for once and just let loose. life was finally coming together for once.

until...

"so you are fucking y/n?" you heard a familar voice approaching. as he got closer you knew exactly who it was:

h/n.

"i'm sorry do we know you?" max asked politely.

"we don't." he looked at you "she," he pointed at you "and he," now pointing at joji. "do. so my question still stands."

"can we not do this here?" joji asked calmly.

"oh boy look at that!" h/n yelled drawing attention to your booth. "the whore's boy toy is standing up for her."

"hey don't call her that, man." joji defended.

"what are you going to do about it?" h/n asked and joji sprung up angrily.

"joji, don't." you pleaded.

"oh shut the fuck up slut." h/n said.

"i told you not to call her that!" joji swung a punch and hit him straight in the jaw. the bar fell silent as they watched it all unravel.

h/n backed up holding his head in his hand. unfortunately this time, h/n was sober enough to take the blow. he laughed and hit him back in the eye socket.

"that's what you get for the last time you messed with me."

joji stayed up and grabbed h/n's shirt, punching him twice very hard.

"joji no stop!" you screamed. you wanted to get up and do something but you were frozen in your seat. they fell to the ground as joji continuously hit him. max had to pull him off because he was getting to be too much.

h/n was still conscious when joji was pulled off. he inched away.

"fuck you man you can have her." he got up and started walking away. "i hope you're fucking happy." he said then turned to leave.

you looked at joji who was out of breath on the ground. you didn't know what to say, so you just got up and started walking to the car.

you didn't know who to talk to or what to think but you were clearly upset. it was unbelievable all of this.

why did you go out again?