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

" I wish things were different Di...but they aren't"

Hey guys! I'm back! I can't lie, I am really struggling to find the motivation to write these days but i'll get there! This one is from Joe's POV this time, enjoy and let me know what you think!

COVID-19.

Well I never expected this in my lifetime...a war maybe? Climate change, well definitely, it is sadly inevitable...but I could never have anticipated a global pandemic to take over our lives, in the lead up to summer 20'. I can't lie, my emotions are all over the place following the government order of isolation and social-distancing, which has single handedly save lives across the UK but of course, has lead to The Joe and Dianne Show being postponed, after months of hard work. It is currently 9am on day...10 of self isolation? Day 11? I've lost count now if i'm honest but once again, I've woken up alone and cold, with my girlfriend absolutely nowhere to be seen, surrounded with nothing but that stuffed sloth she sleeps with and white sheets, stained with the remnants of red dye. I don't actually know why I keep putting the white sheets on; Dianne has lived here for almost a year, has been staying over for a year and a half and yet i'm still shocked when I find new stains...I will NEVER learn.

In a way, this isolation/lockdown period should be a good thing because it does mean I can spend some more quality time with Dianne after the last few crazy months. Between August and December, we hardly saw each other due to our insane schedules but we managed to spend all but two nights together, which was definitely better than nothing, so I know I should be grateful for the break in our work lives. In the year and a half we have been together, I can't remember a time where we have been able to spend more than three weeks, together and completely alone with each other, without rehearsals, without interviews and appearances or without guests and visitors, so in a way, this is almost a relationship test I suppose. Can we really co-exist, in a small apartment, without falling out or arguing excessively- we really have never been together for this long.

Glancing at the clock-10:35am; have I really lost an hour and thirty five minutes to my own thoughts? I really need to get up before I waste anymore of this day...which has already been too long might I add. I can vaguely hear Dianne choreographing something downstairs; a dance of some form that I will undoubtedly get roped into joining for her livestream...again. That girl DOES NOT STOP.

Like...ever.

Since we have been isolating, she has filmed a new youtube video pretty much every day, she has planned and presented a livestreamed workout including cardio, yoga and pilates, as well as choreographing new dance routines which she posts on her IGTV and of course, her constant tik-toking. It's like she can't sit still, her mind is so busy and so creative! She always has something to be doing, something to think about- she can't just sit and cuddle on the sofa, with the TV on, like a normal person, she has to be moving about, fidgeting and making noise. I guess that is just her way of avoiding boredom and making the most of a bad situation but I'm not entirely the same. I do feel kind of guilty in a way because I have spent most days in my office, playing the walking dead, starting the VR series again and doing pretty much all the things I did back in my carefree bachelor days- its been productive in a way because at least I have revived the gaming channel and managed a few GTA sessions with Oli White and I am planning a new vlogging series- its my way to escape the constant noise and movement in the house. As I make my way downstairs, I can see Dianne dancing her heart out in the kitchen, singing loudly and slightly out of tune; I sneak past and duck into the office, sighing loudly as I drop into my gaming chair- all these thoughts swirling round my brain; the little personality traits that I hadn't noticed before, the subtle shift in our relationship and all my battling emotions.

I wish things were different Di...but they aren't.

So today?

Today I am going to do something totally different, something I haven't done before and something that will hopefully create some new, fond memories for us and show my beautiful girlfriend just how I feel about her. These few weeks together just constantly remind me how quickly I fell in love with Dianne; her chaotic energy and ever-lasting ability to get me involved in her upbeat dances and her workouts, keeping me fit when im not gaming as well as allowing us to have a laugh together, doing crazy things. Every morning, when she gets up at the crack of dawn, instead of waking me up...she simply presses a gentle kiss to my temple, cheek, nose, whatever she can reach, whispers "Good morning little one, I love you," and disappears downstairs, leaving me to sleep a little longer, knowing that I am not quite a morning person yet...It really is the little things that matter the most. She is constantly reminding me that she loves me, that she believes in me and that there is no one else she would rather be stuck in isolation with...she builds me up when i'm not feeling great, she bounces of my own energy when i'm feeling good and her humour is...