Oneshots- Joe and Dianne 💜❤️

Day off: Emptiness

Joe's POV:
Comfort. My own bed. Daylight. Wait daylight?! What time is it?? Rolling over, I open one eye, just enough to read the alarm clock on my bedside table, before scrunching them closed again. 11.30am! What is this? Stretching out, I reach towards Dianne's side, searching for the heat her body gives...she's like a radiator I swear! I'm met with emptiness.
Her side of the bed is stone cold...where the bloody hell is my girlfriend? The one thing I want more than anything else right now is a cuddle from my reddo. Issue is that I'm too lazy to get up and find her. "Diiiiiiiiiii? Dianne where are youuu?" I whine...it's weird, my voice is almost echoing. After a minute, I hear shuffling outside our room and feel someone staring at me, "you called Joseph?" She smirks, leaning against the doorframe in a sports top and her knickers. "Don't you own clothes Di? In fact don't answer that, I know you do! They are lying everywhere around the place! How aren't you cold?" I jest. Still leaning in the doorway, she laughs, tossing her hair...I am one lucky guy. "I was under the blanket downstairs with my coffee, I was fine...I'm chilly now. What was it you wanted?" She replies. Quick as anything, I wink and reach for her, connecting our hands and pulling her into my chest. "You." I state before giving her a peck on the lips as she settles down against me, snuggling into my chest. Instantly that earlier feeling of emptiness disappears. It reminds me of that first night we spent together.
*FLASHBACK*
Attempting to start my morning stretch, I'm suddenly aware of an unfamiliar pressure on my right hand side. What? The memories of last night come flooding back to me; Dianne falling asleep, putting her to bed and her soft, sleepy voice asking me to stay with her.
Opening my eyes, I steal a glance at the gorgeous redhead, cuddled into my chest, one hand gripping my shirt lightly, the other against her face. I'm overwhelmed with nerves...what if she regrets it. What if things are awkward between us? I've done it now. Maybe I can sneak out before she wakes. Shuffling away, trying to slide out from beneath Dianne without disturbing her but I fail. Miserably. As I move, she holds on tighter, burying her nose into me and with that, all my anxiety melts away. She DOES want me. Smiling down at her, I'm met with her hazel eyes staring back at me, a gentle smile gracing her lips. Then she does something with shocks me. Reaching up to steal a kiss from me, she throws the covers up and bounces out of bed, leaving me all alone. "Come on Jospeh! Time to dance!" When she left...and emptiness takes over. I could get used to her being here.
*END OF FLASHBACK*
I will never know how I got this lucky. Being able to wake up beside Di, months later, is amazing. I know she heads off on tour with the girls soon so I'm going to savour every little second like this. I'm going to miss her around the place. The cupboards being left open and the fridge. Her belongings EVERYWHERE; the bedroom, the living room, the bathroom I mean EVERYWHERE. Scaring her when she's trying to raid the chocolate cupboard when she thinks I'm not watching. I'm drawn from my thoughts by Dianne's groggy voice, "Joe? Have you any plans for today? I'm going to fall asleep if we lie like this much longer...you're so comfy." Tracing light patterns down her spine, "I need to edit a vlog and do some work for margarvine but other than that, we can do whatever you want my love. Give me about an hour and a half and im all yours." Kissing her head, I roll from under her and begin to get ready for the day. Sooner I start work, the sooner I get back to Di.

Dianne's POV:
Jospeh has to back to his actual job. He isn't my dance partner anymore, he's back to Thatcherjoe today. After a cuddly morning, he disappeared into his office and is yet to resurface. So far I've watched an episode of friends, cleaned the kitchen and started washing our tour clothes. I can't help it, I feel almost...empty. This is the first day I've not spent dancing with Joe or exploring a new city with him. I just don't know what to do. I throw myself off the sofa and I start rearranging the furniture. I'll apologise later. Creating a makeshift dance floor, I link my Spotify to the Bluetooth speaker and hit shuffle. Shallow by lady gaga is first to play and I just dance, choreographing and styling it as I move. This is actually shaping into what could be a nice rumba for Joe to learn for his performance with Shirley! Almost an hour later, as I reach the end of the routine, I'm distracted by my boyfriend, clapping as he leans against the doorframe. "How long have you been standing there? I didn't even notice you!" I pant, grabbing my water bottle from the sofa before flopping on the floor. About "10minutes, maybe more...I can't help it, I forget just how good you are because you had to dumb everything down for me. You're so talented...how did I get so lucky? I'm so sorry my work too longer than I thought." He blushes, finding his way to the floor beside me and I rest my head against his shoulder while I catch my breath. Stretching myself quickly, I pull Joseph towards the loveseat and instantly draping my legs across him with my head resting against my favourite fluffy pillow and Joe's hand finding its way to my thigh. Honestly, this is my favourite place in the world. I'm going to miss this everyday.

Looking back, Joe and I have spent a minimum of 6days a week together since September. At least. With the exception of the time I spent in Australia. I don't know how I'm going to cope leaving for days at a time, home for a day and then leaving for days again. It's crazy how one person can make such a difference, change your outlook and your life in general, all in such a short space of time. For gods sake, I've moved literally across the world, leaving my entire family behind with only minor nerves and yet I have full blown separation anxiety about leaving my boyfriend for a few weeks at a time. We have talked about this and we have promised to FaceTime first thing every morning and just before bed but without him beside me...it just feels...empty. So for now, I'm going to hold him close and just enjoy every second we have. I know this...us...is for the long term but I want to make every second special. With that thought, I close the gap between us again, our bodies pressed against each other as we drift off into our own world.