Speak to Me (Joji x Reader)

Work

Your P.O.V.

I rolled over to find Joji in my bed again. He was still asleep, so I got up and made him breakfast to repay him for making it for me. I looked in the cabinet, and found that he had bought me pancake mix when he did my grocery shopping the other day. I made us blueberry pancakes, along with plain pancakes as well. I prepared a plate for him, poured him a glass of orange juice, and walked into my bedroom holding everything. I placed the drink and plate on the side table next to his side of the bed, and gently shook him awake. He made a low groaning sound and buried his face into the pillow. 

"Stopppp" he dragged the word out. 

"Wake up, I gotta go to work later." I said to him. He rolled over to look at me. His hair was a mess, sticking up all over the place. He had pillow lines on his face, he must've slept pretty hard. 

"Really?" he said, propping himself up. "Fuck, I wanted to go out and do something today." 

"Well it'll give you more time to hang out with the boys. Here." I said, handing him his plate of food. A smile formed on his lips as he looked down at his pancakes. I placed the butter beside the plate, and handed him his glass of orange juice. 

"Marry me?" he said, taking a long sip of his orange juice. 

"I'm not the marrying type." I said simply, digging into a pancake with my fork. 

"These are so fuckin' good." he said, mouthful of food. "Thank you." he said through chews. 

"Of course, you made me food the other day." I said, and we finished our food in hungry silence. 

"How long are you working for today?" he asked, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. 

"11 till 5." I said. "Not bad at all." I said, taking our plates to the kitchen. I looked at the clock. It was 9:45. I began washing the dishes, and Joji came into the room. He was still sleepy, I could tell by the way he dragged his feet when he walked over to me. He had walked up behind me, and wrapped his arms around my waist, holding my from behind. 

"Well are you working tomorrow?" he asked me. 

"You really are clingy, huh?" I asked him, turning the water off. I turned to face him, and he had placed his hands on the counter, keeping me stuck between his arms. 

"God no." he said, laughing dryly. "But I do wanna show around New York still. I guess it would be better to do when the boys leave." he said, letting out a small sigh. I looked up at him, examining his face for a moment. The bags under his eyes seemed to be lightening a little. He noticed me looking at him. 

"What?" he said.

"The bags under your eyes are going away." I said, smiling slightly up at him. 

"Ever since you came around, I've had no trouble with my insomnia. I fall asleep like a baby when I'm in your bed." he said, moving his arms, walking to my door. 

"Leaving?" I said, following him. 

"Yeah, you have like an hour to get ready for work" he said. 

"Shit. Alright, I'll get on it." I said, turning to go to my shower. He grabbed my arm as I had turned, and gently took my face in his hands, placing a small and passionate kiss on my lips. 

"Thanks for breakfast. Maybe I'll see you after work?" he asked me. 

"Yeah. I'll see if I have time, I might not be up for it." I said to him. "But I'll see tomorrow. I don't have work." I said, and he smiled while he laced his fingers between mine. 

"I'll see you." he said, placing another small kiss on my forehead. He dropped my hand and opened the door. "I heard you last night, by the way." he flashed me a quick smile and shut the door, leaving me blushing. So he did hear me tell him that I loved him back. I shook off the embarrassment and started to get ready. I took a shower, and did my hair and make up. I left my apartment building and pulled up to my work at 10:50. 

"New girl?" A mans voice greeted me. 

"Yeah, that's me." I said to him. He was in his 30's, had a slight beard, and was dressed in casual attire. He looked me up and down, and raised his eyebrows once he met my eyes. Creep. 

"You'll just be clearing tables today." he said to me, and I nodded. "It's a pretty straight forward job." he said. "Just bring the dishes and trash to the back and let the kitchen staff handle it from there." he looked at me as I stood there for a moment. "Well, that was your training. Get to work." he said, and turned to leave. 

I waited for people to finish their meals, and took away all of the gross shit they left behind. Dirty napkins, dirty plates, pieces of gum, etc. It wasn't too exciting, but hey, it was getting me paid. My break started around 2, so I went to the break room to check my phone. When I arrived, I had seven messages. 

Joji ❤️️❤️️: how's work?

Joji ❤️️❤️️: hey Y/N, it's max. hope you aren't suffering too much at ur new job. 

Mom: Hey honey, I know it's your first day of work but I wanted to know how it's been going! 

Mom: Call us later if you get the chance!

Joji ❤️️❤️️: me and the boys are going out tonight, we won't be back till tomorrow

Joji ❤️️❤️️: im gay

Joji ❤️️❤️️: sorry that was max

I texted my mom back and told her that work was going well, and decided not to text Joji back until I got out of work. Where were they headed tonight? I was really curious. I sighed and put my apron back on and headed out. Only three more hours I thought to myself.