joji miller imagines

the prettier sibling

- ur ian's lil sis who comes to LA, and you meet joji at a party -

your pov

"y/n, it's a party not a strip club," ian mumbled, referring to your dress. he popped  his head into his guest room. you were visiting la, because you missed your brother and needed a change.

"fuck off" you sighed, pulling your dress down your thighs a little more. "well, people are here, so come upstairs whenever" he nodded, then closed the door behind him and walked back to the party.

you looked at yourself in the mirror one more time, admiring your dress, and your hair which was down, was rolling down your shoulders and back like waves made of honey.

you smiled and grabbed your phone, then left the safety of your room, and walked upstairs to where the party was.

you walked over to the drinks table and pushed through tons of people, you grabbed a cup and quickly emptied a beer into the plastic cup.

then turned around, trying to look for someone you could talk to. your eyes landed on one of ian's friends from middle school, ben.

you walked through and tapped him, making him turn around, "y/n! hey! it's been so long!" ben smiled, pulling me into a hug.

"i know, i know" i laughed, "god, you're not 13 anymore are you" he chuckled, referencing to my body. "i guess not," i nodded, sipping my beer.

ben and i caught up for a while, him continuing making you giggle every once in a while, you did have a major crush on him when you were like 14, and now you're 19, a lot has changed.

you felt a stare on you so you looked to your right, and saw joji miller, the joji miller, staring at you, your palms got sweaty, you adored his music and kinda liked him too.

joji

"so yeah, that's how you become a fucking pro at pokémon go" max muttered, taking a drag of his cigarette.

i nodded, continuing to listen to him talk when my eyes started wondering, there's gotta be someone interesting i could be talking to.

and then, my eyes landed on the most beautiful girl i had ever seen. she had on a tight dress, and she had the most gorgeous hair.

"who is that?" i muttered breathlessly, "that's ian's little sister, she's off limits" max chuckled, looking over at her.

"i'm gonna go talk to her," i decided, "joji, ian will kill you.." max warned, gripping my arm to try to stop me from walking away.

i wiggled out of his grip, and walked through the crowds, over to the girl.

the guy she was talking too walked away, so now was my chance. "hi, i'm joji" i smiled, thrusting my hand towards her, "y-yeah i know, i'm a big fan" she smiled softly, shaking my hand.

she was more beautiful close up.

"that's awesome" i grinned, "so, you're friends with my dick of a brother?" she giggled, and oh my god, it was the prettiest noise ever, i had no idea a giggle could be pretty.

"yeah, i guess i am" i nodded, "so, you've got to tell me every little embarrassing thing about ian's childhood," i smiled, propping my hand up on the wall.

"oh definitely, you're not even ready" she smirked, taking a sip of her drink. "do you wanna go outside, it's really hot in here" i asked, "sure" she nodded and i lead her outside, and into the cool air.

we sat down on the porch, "so, how horrible is it living with ian?" she giggled, wrapping her arms around herself. "well, it's quite interesting to say the least" i laughed.

"hey, are you cold? do you want my jacket?" i mumbled, beginning to slide jacket off my shoulders, "no, i'm okay" she smiled, "nah, i insist" i shrugged, sliding the jacket onto her shoulders " thanks," she spoke softly, "no problem" i replied.

"i think you're the prettier sibling, by the way" i smiled, and she laughed, maybe her staying here wouldn't be so bad.

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SHOULD I MAKE THIS INTO A FIC!???

all the love, xx

-L.L