Speak to Me (Joji x Reader)

Goodnight

Joji's P.O.V 

I unlocked my apartment door and stepped in. The TV was still on so I looked to see who was still up. Chad was still passed out on the recliner, and Ian was asleep on the couch with his head propped up by his hand. Max wasn't in the living room anymore. I rubbed my eyes and brushed through my hair with my fingers. Filming had really exhausted me. I'm always pretty tired, though I slept well in Y/N's bed last night. It was a nice change from falling asleep all alone in a bed big enough for two. Y/N's path to sleep was rather peaceful, though she mumbled a bit in her sleep. She didn't toss and turn, she laid still. When I had woken up she was much closer to me, her head nestled in the crook of my neck. I slipped out of the bed, trying not to wake her up. She immediately noticed my absence and mumbled into the pillow. She turned, and I could see her face. She looked gorgeous for someone who was on the cusp of falling right back to sleep. 

"Hey." a tired voice came from behind me. It was Max leaving the bathroom. "Y/N get home safe?" 

"Yep. Didn't seem too excited to go back to her place though." I answered him. 

"Her boyfriend seemed kind of ticked off at us." he said. I smiled. 

"What'd you think of her?" I looked at Max, who was leaning against the door frame of my bedroom. 

"She's great. Real funny, real nice. Hot, too." he smiled wide at me. 

"I know. And you haven't chilled one on one with her yet. She really seemed to like you guys, though." 

"It's a shame we're leaving in a few days. You'll have to invite her out with us." Max said, walking towards the spare room. "Goodnight George." 

"Night." I said, and headed towards the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and washed my face. I was so ready to pass out in my bed. When I got in my bedroom, I plugged in my phone to charge. It vibrated and lit up, and I was disappointed to see no texts from Y/N. I guess it's because there was no reason to, and I never asked her to text me. I wanted to talk to her. I loved hanging out with her and the boys, but I really wanted to talk about her and her boyfriend. I was curious to know what she really, truly thought of him. I picked up my phone and began typing. 

Me: max and i say goodnight. thanks for chilling with us

I sat there for a while, feeling like an idiot for texting her after I just saw her. I got more and more embarrassed with every minute that passed. She's probably cuddled up in her bed next to H/N, sleeping. I can tell he doesn't really love her, he just loves that she belongs to him. Sure, he came to see her. But it was merely to approve of her situation. My phone vibrated and I almost fell off my bed reaching for it on the table. 

Y/N: Is it weird that I miss you

My face heated up a bit. She's just tired and probably a little drunk. 

Me: haha you'll see us tomorrow 

Y/N: No like I miss you right now, I can't sleep

She's drunk. 

Me: you only drank two beers when you were here, u good?

Y/N: Lmao can you fuck off

Me: no

Y/N: Are you sleepy?

Me: no

Y/N: Then come down here

Y/N: I mean if you want to lol

I was already up and out of bed. I threw on my gray vans, though I decided against putting a shirt on. I walked into the kitchen and heard the TV was still on, so I quickly ran in and shut it off. I lifted Ian's head off his hand and placed a pillow underneath it so he'd sleep better. I quietly said goodnight to him and Chad, and headed out the door. I took the stairs, and walked the halls to Y/N's apartment. Was H/N still there? I had forgotten all about him. Maybe he left. I guess I'll just find out. I was at the entrance of 350. I knocked three times and waited outside. I probably looked like shit, but that's alright. I heard the shuffle of feet, and the unlocking of Y/N's door. 

The door swung open and I was met with a genuine smile. She was wearing pajama shorts and an oversized light grey t-shirt. Her eyes were slightly red and puffy, had she been crying? I smiled down at her. Her hair was down and brushed. She had no makeup on, and smelled like soap and coconut shampoo. She looked amazing like this. I was in awe of her in that moment, and I knew she could tell. She stepped closer to me, and snaked her arms around my torso. She buried her face in my bare chest for a moment, though before I could react, she had already moved away. I frowned slightly from the loss of contact. She was looking down now.

"Are you gonna come in?" she said, looking behind her. 

"I'd love to." I responded, and took my shoes off as I entered. She was no longer looking at me. "Are you okay, Y/N?" I asked, turned her shoulder gently so she would look at me. She smiled, but her eyes showed intense sadness.

"Yeah. I told H/N to beat it." She moved further into the kitchen, and into the light. It was then that I noticed that she was wearing face makeup. But why? She looked all ready for bed.She didn't have any other makeup on other than that. 

"Really? Why?" I asked, looking at her face a little harder. She had a split lip and a cut on her nose. "Y/N, what is that?" I cupped her face in my hands. 

"What? Oh I just fucked up and tripped. It split my lip." She was a terrible liar. 

"Did H/N do this?" I asked, anger rising in my voice. 

"No-god, no!" she said, forcing a laugh. Her face was bright red. 

"Look at me Y/N, please don't lie to me." I pleaded with her, and I saw tears welling up in her big eyes. 

"Okay." she said, sounding defeated. "He hit me. But I made him leave. He's gone now." her voice was cracking. I was pissed, and I could tell she knew that. "Hey, it's all good. I'm fine now. I just want to sleep. I'll take this stupid makeup off." she moved my hands away from her face and headed towards the bathroom. Should I talk to H/N? It's not really my business, but what he did was terrible. I can't imagine what kind of person you'd have to be to hurt someone like Y/N. I headed towards her bedroom. I slipped into the side of the bed I had slept in last night and waited for her to come back. 

I can't believe how close I am to her after knowing her for only two days. I feel this need to protect her, though I know she's good on her own. It's like I want her to want me to be there for her. And I feel as though she's doing this now, she's just pretending like she isn't. I heard the bathroom light switch flick off, and watched a tired Y/N come into the room. The cuts on her face were now accompanied by bruises. One on her right cheekbone, and one on her nose. She smiled lightly at me, and I could see the sleep already beginning in her eyes. She made her way to the bed, and cuddled into my side. I wrapped my arms around her, and brushed my fingers through her hair. It was so soft, and slipped easily between my fingers. I held her tired frame and I looked down at her. Her eyes were closed, and she was breathing steadily. 

"Thank you for coming down." she said slowly and quietly. 

"Of course. Your bed is comfy as fuck so I wasn't gonna pass up this offer." I said, and she laughed a little.

"I'm so glad I met you. You've been nothing but nice to me." she said, trailing off a little. I reached for the lamp and turned off the light. She sank into my side, and wrapped an arm over my chest. I unwrapped my arms around her, and laid my head on the pillow. She took her arm off of me and copied my sleeping position. We both laid there, untouching. Our heads laid on separate pillows. I snaked an arm around her perfectly curved waist and pulled her close to me. Though it was dark, I could tell she was smiling. I kissed her forehead lightly, and rested my forehead against hers. 

"I'm glad I met you too." I said. She brought a hand up to my cheek and cradled it for a moment. Her head lifted from the pillow slightly, and I could feel her getting closer to me. My lips quivered, and I could feel my cheeks burning. She kissed me quickly, and I moved my hands up to the back of her neck to pull her in again. I wanted to kiss her for hours. She was so soft, and kissed me with passion I'd never felt before. When she pulled away all I could think about was how many more kisses I wanted to share with her. 

"Goodnight Joji." she said in the sweetest voice, and nestled herself into my chest. 

"Goodnight Y/N." I said back, and we drifted to sleep.