Oneshots- Joe and Dianne 💜❤️

Live tour: its ON

Dianne's POV:
So much travel.
I love touring but I'm so tired of the long coach journeys. The major blessing this time has been Joseph Sugg, the best boyfriend a girl could dream of.
A boyfriend who is currently playing with the roots of my hair and has let me dribble down the front of his new jumper for the last two hours.
Who has given up half his wardrobe to Keep me warm on this tour. Opening my eyes, I glance up at him to see him seemingly asleep, head rested against the window and hair flopping in his face. He's adorable like this! Shifting my weight to grab my phone from my back pocket, I take a quick picture of us. His hand begins to slowly untangle from my hair and slide down to my hip, stroking the exposed patch of skin on my hip.
He has such a habit of doing that and I am NOT complaining. Such a small thing can mean the world to me and the fact that he does it without thinking...I love it.

I snuggle back into a sleepy Joe and attempt to amuse myself. Everyone around me is asleep so I absent mindedly scroll through social media, liking some of the recent fan edits and some of the things I have missed from my family in the last few days. When that's done, I turn to candy crush.
Even that is boring.
I really do have the attention span of a kid I swear. Joe looks so peaceful...but I'm bored...but he's peaceful...
Following a brief mental battle with myself, I begin to poke his face gently. "Joe..." I say, poking his cheek again. "Joeeeee" I complain, rubbing his nose, cheek, stroking his ears and tugging his blond mop softly. Stirring, his crystal blue eyes flutter open, he looks down at me before sighing and stretching his neck. "Dianne Buswell. Can't a man sleep in peace? You're so annoying!" He moans, pulling me up his body slightly. "I tried being patient! I tried keeping myself entertained but I'm bored and everyone is asleep and we haven't even had a rest stop yet!" Breathing deeply, flashing my puppy eyes at his and I watch as his face softens...sucker!
"What do you want to do then Reddo? We are pretty limited in a coach." He whispers, winking at me and earning himself a sharp slap from me. Chuckling heavily, he readjusts our position so he's comfortable, "seriously though. What can we do to pass time until we get to the rest stop? OH! Tell me more about Australia! I still haven't heard all the stories!" Seeing him this excited over my home, it does a special something to my heart. I can't wait for him to meet my family.

We chat for what feels like a lifetime, Joseph is so invested in everything I tell him and I swear I see him blush when I mention that Billy and Mia already refer to him as Uncle Joe. We are suddenly distracted by a yell. "Finally! I have needed to pee for two hours now!" Katya screams, being rewarding by a chorus of laughter as she dances down the bus as it pulls into a service stop. Contorting myself to stretch my stiff muscles, I pull Joe to his feet and we head out to stretch our legs. Joseph heads off to the toilet while I stock up on food and snacks for the remainder of our journey. What type of sandwich does he want? Or a salad? And where has he disappeared to? It's be ages!

Joe's POV:
After being so rudely awakened by my darling girlfriend, I decided it's time for payback. Telling Di that I needed to pee, I disappeared off out of her sight.
Revenge time!
Giving her enough time to head into the shop and wander about, I creep back into the shop under the cover of one, very tall, Graziano Di Prima. I duck behind shelves until I manage to get behind her.
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"GOTCHA! It'll be the chicken salad for me my love!" I exclaim, grabbing her waist and lifting her up. "Jooooeee! I hate you! My heart stopped! And I dropped my basket." She whines, "you idiot!" Flouncing off, no doubt in search of sparkling water, I run after her and place my chicken salad into her basket, along with twirl bites and some chocolate covered pretzels that I know she loves. Hopefully they will sweeten her mood a little. As the cashier scans the items and gives the total, I reach over Dianne and tap my card before she even has a chance to take hers from her purse. Grabbing the carrier bag with one hand and Di with the other, we walk towards the coach, swinging and giggling.

Stepping back into the bus, we are greeted by cheering and clapping- "finally lovebirds! We thought we were going to have to leave without you...thought you'd fallen down the big!" Stacey jeers. "Nope, nope, just scaring the shit out of Lady Di, that's all!" I quip, guiding us back to our seats. Settling down beside each other again, we begun unwrapping the various lunch items we bought. Lifting her sandwich to her nose, her face scrunches and her button nose wrinkles comically. "Dianne? What's wrong?", she holds it up to me, "smell this. I think it's off but I can't tell and I can't afford to get ill." She seems pissed so I lean down to smell it and next thing I know, I'm nose deep in her Mexican bean sub! She giggles hysterically, "I....you...fell for it!"
"Alright yeah very funny Di, I'll give you that one. Well played." I grin, licking the filling off my face before leaning in to rub my nose on her face. "No stop! Joe don't! Please! Mercy!" She screams as I tickle her, our lunch all but forgotten about. The light hearted fun carried on until we finally reached the hotel- honestly the last part of the journey flew in. Arriving in our room, I manage to scare her one last time before she muttered the famous last words.

"It's ON!"