Joe Mazzello imagines

birthday

in a few hours, your birthday would start. birthdays weren't really exiting until you met joe. it would now be the 4th time to celebrate with him. he told you a few days ago he is going big this year, making you slightly concerned because he always brings more gifts than asked. now you're in bed. joe is still by your side with his hand on your hip. he always does that to make sure you're still there, it's actually adorable when you think about it. before you knew it you fell asleep.

"hey! y/n!" y/n!" he whispers while shaking your arm lightly. "it's your birthday!" "i know, that happens every year." you sarcastically say. he picks you up and drags you out of your bed "and what was that for?" you ask, still in his arms he doesn't answer. he puts you on a chair in the kitchen, covering your eyes. "ready?" "i guess." he pulls his hands away to reveal a big breakfast. almost a buffet. your eyes sparkle you give him a hug and a kiss on his cheek. "how long did it take you to make it?" you ask. you were still kind of tired. "that doesn't matter. i made you happy!" you smile. "maybe you should check the oven!" he says giving an obvious wink. you wander to the oven, you already see a gift inside of it. "really?" he takes a sip of his coffee, still looking at you. "i wanted to be original." you open the oven and then the gift. it was a box full of face masks and body products. "we're gonna have a spa day soon." you tell him while smiling you kiss him happily. after that, you eat your breakfast, which was a lot, and listen to joe telling how much he loves you. he is the most precious man alive. after that you cuddled with joe on the couch.

"y/n! come to the bedroom! quick!" you notice he already left the couch. when you walk in you see joe, looking at the bed. "my charger is under there." he points under the bed. "can you get it for me?" you look under the bed when you see another gift, badly wrapped. "what is this, joe?" you couldn't stop smiling. you get the gift and open it while sitting on the bed. "holy shit! a bass guitar!" he laughs. "i know you wanted one, that's why i bought you the best one." you hug him "thank you so much!" "you're welcome, princess." the bass guitar includes a handbook and a few more basic things. "now i can be john deacon, i only need a perm. wait what does that stand for again?" you jokingly say. "come here you, maniac!" he chases you around but it doesn't take long before he catches you. he starts tickling you making you laugh like crazy."what if i told you there's another gift? well, it's quite big." you laugh. "stay here!" he quickly runs off leaving you alone. you can't stop smiling because he's such a beautiful person. he comes back with a giant cardboard box. "unwrap it!" when you open it you see what it is. it's a giant framed picture of you and joe from a photo shoot. "joe that's beautiful!" you cry a little. "everything for my girl." "where are we hanging it?" "in our bedroom of course!" later that day joe surprised you with a few more gifts.
a gift card for your favorite clothing store, some of your favorite books and matching pyjamas for you two. joe is the only person who can make birthdays more exciting than they already are.