Joseph Trohman. One of the biggest flirts you ever met, right behind Pete. You were always the main target to his charm. Being on tour with him and the guys didn't help anything. It just meant he was with you every step of the way.
"Hey (Y/N), is your daddy a Baker? Because you've got a nice set of buns!" He said to you as you were walking past him. Everything he said would just make you blush a deep shade of red. Finally you thought it was time for a little payback at Joe. You were walking to get a soda from the mini fridge when Joe appeared with a smirk on his face.
"Dang! If you were a tropical fruit, you'd be a Fine-apple!" He said. You just smiled.
"You're the real fine-apple cause is your name homework? Because I'm not doing you and I should be." You countered smoothly. Joe's smirk faltered and little specks of red appeared on his cheeks.
"(Y/N) I'd be happy to oblige you on that. You're just like my little toe, because I'm going to bang you on every piece of furniture in my home." He said bring the smirk back on his face. You almost lost all your willpower, but held your ground. You grabbed hold of his shirt.
"Is this cotton?" After waiting for a response you moved down to his crotch area.
"Oh, this must be felt." You smirked. Joe's face was completely red by now and Pete walked into the kitchen area.
"Woah! Not by the food ya freaks." He exclaimed walking out of the room quickly. You looked at Joe and you both started laughing.
"Okay, you win this round. Nice pick up lines by the way." Joe chuckled. You moved your hand away from his crotch and laughed.
"Thanks." You replied. You turned to walk to your bunk when Joe grabbed your arm.
"Sugar, I wanna go down on you." He whispered in your ear before kissing your neck. He winked at you, as you walked away pleasantly confused.
A/N: I almost cried while writing this. I'm so stupid that it's laughable. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and I'd love if you'd check out my Adopted by Patrick Stump fanfic if you already haven't. Hugs and kisses!
