It's in the little things: One-shots x2

Feelings: STUPID.

Hey guys! This is quite different to my usual style of writing, a little bit darker and different to reality (as we know it). It involves talk of mental health, unhealthy relationships and other serious topics but I hope you enjoy it all the same! 💚

This one is for @iconicxcool who wanted some more drama and @Rosey286 who wanted a little bit of Ex-boyfriend back story

Joe's POV:

A typical morning in the Suggwell household: the all-to-familiar redhead, literally crying with laughter as I continue to impersonate Homer Simpson, for no reason other than to hear those infectious giggles. I know I've always said that I love to entertain but seeing my own girlfriend react this way to a half-arsed attempt at entertainment makes me really believe that I have a future here. "Right my lovely, let's get you fed. What would m'dear like for breakfast?" Slipping into a Wiltshire tone now, I reach out to grab her hands and pull her to her feet and into my chest. "Noooo Joseph, do Homer again pleaseeeee!" she whines, bouncing on the balls of her feet like a child as she looks up at me with those irresistible puppy eyes, causing me to chuckle at her enthusiasm over something so small. "Di babe, i'll do Homer again after I feed you, its nearly lunch time and neither of us has eaten since 7pm last night. Just put the video on while I cook, how does eggs and toast sound? Some avocado maybe?" I reason, dropping little kisses on her forehead every few seconds, quietly hoping she approves of my breakfast idea...seen as I forgot to go food shopping last night like I promised I would.

Whoops...

"Mmh yeah that does sound good Joseph! Do you have your earphones handy? I'll listen to the video through them and look at you so its like you are actually saying it!" Her hands slipping into my pockets, searching for my airpods whilst she grins at me, that famous, childlike innocence playing on her face as she finds what she is after, pulls away and perches on the barstools in front of the hob. Scrolling through YouTube in search of my impressions videos, she is truly distracted so I glide over to the almost- empty fridge, grab the eggs and set to work cooking us some breakfast. Putting the eggs back in the fridge, I spy a rogue back of bacon hiding on the bare shelf...may as well completely empty the fridge at this rate, might even clean it before I restock it. " Hey Dot, fancy some bacon with it? Dot?" Looking over at my girl, she is totally absorbed in whatever video she is watching, paying no attention to the real me what-so-ever.

Virtual me is clearly so much more interesting right now...

"DIANNE!" I yell, waving my arms around like a lunatic in a desperate bid to get her attention, actually succeeding this time. "Yes Joseph? You alright there?" she replies, hesitant to take her eyes off the screen for even a moment. "If you weren't so busy watching that tosspot on YouTube, you'd realise THIS tosspot has been trying to get your attention for five minutes now. I asked if you'd like any magic bacon with your breakfast little one?" I smirk, pulling a daft face at her. I can tell she's thinking, the cogs are whirring and I can almost see the steam rising as her brain processes what's being said..."No thank you, I don't like meat for breakfast." She smiles, hesitating slightly before continuing, "Wait bacon isn't even meat is it? It's pork right?" The confusion is written on her face, clear as day.

I don't think.

Not for one second.

"You're so STUPID at times Dianne, god almighty! Your stupidity really makes me laugh!" At this stage, i'm pissing myself laughter so I can't do anything but reach a hand across the table to pat her head fondly.

She flinches and ducks away from my touch, shuddering violently as the sobs rack her tiny body.

What the flying fuck have I done now, I've genuinely hurt her and there is no going back from this.