abyss ↣ joe sugg au

twenty seven

[Trigger Warning: mentions of depression/suicide]

It was really starting to feel like summer now and Charlotte still hadn't even attempted to find a job, but staying at home all day, painting the walls with only a sheet wrapped around her and a stray Joe around her waist occasionally, always seemed more appealing.

They had done the bathroom first, painted it a light pastel blue and it had been very therapeutic, even though they'd had to evacuate the room several times a day due to the paint fumes making them feel nauseous. They'd just finished moving the bed out into the living area now, covering everything else in old towels and Charlotte was setting to work on the farthest wall, lathering it in white.

Joe wondered in a few minutes later, huffing and naked. His skin was still damp from his shower, hair dripping water onto his collarbones. He was due to leave for his art class in three minutes.

"I like your outfit choice for today." Charlotte mocked, reloading the roller with white paint.

"Shut up. We moved everything and I don't know where my clothes are." He huffed, voice becoming more distant as he began to search the living room.

"Here, have this." Charlotte called, taking the trusted MTV top off and flinging it at Joe as he put his head round the door.

He disappeared then, returning two minutes later wearing the top and black jeans with rips at the knees. He sat down behind her for a brief second, long enough to cage his thighs around hers and to hook his head over her shoulder.

"Good work soldier." He hummed into her neck and she swatted him away playfully.

"You must remind me to lose my clothes more often, if this is the consequences." Joe said, referring to Charlotte's half dressed state. He tickled her naked ribs to accentuate his point and she threatened to hit him with the roller if he didn't 'go embark on his hobby and leave her to slave away.

Joe planted kisses on her shoulder and her neck and her cheek before getting up and reluctantly leaving.

Charlotte filled the next few hours with painting, stopping only to change the song on Joe's playlist which was playing loudly and cursing every time she tried to remove a hair from out of her eyes, but got white paint on her face instead.

When Joe returned, he lent in the doorway for a while whilst Charlotte re-tied her hair into a messy ponytail and bent down to pick up the roller once more.

"Fuck, you're cute."

Charlotte shot up, wiping her hands off on her dungarees and springing over to Joe to place a peck on his lips. Joe took this opportunity to swirl Charlotte around so her back was against his chest. He hooked his chin over her shoulder and hummed in appreciation as he took in Charlotte's DIY.

"Is it okay?" Charlotte asked, instantly noticing a few streaks.

"It's perfect, honest." Joe mumbled against the back of Charlotte's neck, kissing there teasingly afterwards so Charlotte squirmed.

"Where's my roller?" Joe asked, searching around the near to empty room.

"Here." Charlotte moved a stray sheet and threw Joe the roller, which he caught expertly although he had a cigarette and lighter in hand.

Charlotte set back to work then, with Joe's help. They didn't talk much, as the music filled the empty space, but Charlotte couldn't help but notice when she heard a click. It was darker now, and Joe's face was illuminated by his camera screen when she turned to face him.

"You didn't." Charlotte groaned, bounding over to Joe.

"I did." Joe giggled (giggled). He moved away from Charlotte so she couldn't see, but continued to look at it anyway with a smug smile teasing his lips.

"I don't even know you. First the compliments and then the spontaneous photo taking - you sicken me." Charlotte mocked until Joe wiped the pout of her face with a kiss.

They both noticed a moment too late when Joe crowded Charlotte into the corner of the room that it was the same one Charlotte had spent the entirety of the day painting. Charlotte froze, peeling her back off the wall with her mouth hanging open. Their gasps turned to childish giggles though, when Joe turned Charlotte around to examine her white back.

It didn't last long, because the giggles were muffled by Joe's lips back on Charlotte's. The familiar cooling burn of Joe's lip ring everywhere and Charlotte decided she didn't care about the paintwork anymore.

"You're deleting that photo." Charlotte groaned as Joe nipped at her exposed collarbone.

"M'not. It's for my photography course." Joe mumbled against her skin, laying open-mouthed kisses to anywhere he could reach.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever." Charlotte smoothed her hands down Joe's sides and tugged him closer.

"S'true. Now I only have to take photos of four other of my favourite things." Joe raised his eyebrows before ducking his head down to catch Charlotte's lips once more.

"Hm-- is that so?" Charlotte tugged at the bottom of Joe's shirt now.

It took a while for the answer to come as Joe nosed at Charlotte's cheekbone, encouraging her to tilt her head upwards to feel the metal ring once again. Joe's tongue darted out to swipe at Charlotte's bottom lip, nearly breaking through.

"I have to show them in three weeks at a presentation and then I've finished the course." Joe breathed heavily. Charlotte's heart was sure to snap as she met Joe's eyes and realised they were a new, magical kind of blue. They were light even in the dark and laced within them was the look of excitement and pride.

#

Joe swore this was his favourite place. He was currently lying on his bed, that Charlotte and himself had pushed in front of the wide window in their living room. Charlotte was napping with her hair still damp after the shower sex they had. The view of the sky was so much better from here and Joe was certain it would be his second photograph.

He was tired but the stars were calling for him, congratulating him for the feeling he felt set deep in his stomach that he dared to call happiness. He missed his sister like mad, maybe his parents a little -- and he was sure to bring up the idea to Charlotte about visiting Brighton again soon, but right now he didn't want for anything else but to just stay here forever. He couldn't wait for Charlotte to wake up to tell her as much.

THIS IS SHABBY AND I'LL PROBABLY GO RE-EDIT IT BUT IT DELETED THE FIRST TIME

comment or star if you want smut because idk