Joji One Shots

Stir Fry

Requested by thetwinkinpink
Word count: 926 words
A/N: I honestly forgot about the prompt that you gave me, but I remembered that you wanted fluff and added a little bit of the other stuff to it 😅 I hope you enjoy it regardless

I stared at the clock on my laptop, waiting for it to turn. Since 19 minutes ago I counted every minute, every second until I could end my shift and return home. The last few seconds were here.

How many seconds? I thought.

20 seconds. I organized my desk so that it wouldn't look messy when I left. My eyes darted to the laptop when I was done.

10 seconds. I put on my coat and placed my briefcase on my lap. My eyes returned to the screen.

5:00pm. Yes! I clocked out on my laptop, then shut it and shoved it in my briefcase. Without hesitation I got up and headed straight for the door, trying to avoid eye contact with my boss so she couldn't throw more paperwork on me.

"Goodbye Ms. Levitan, have a great weekend!"

"Before you leave, could you just file these papers Mr-

"Sorry, can't! I already clocked out!" And with that, I was out the door.

I rushed down the steps and into my car, which had already been running by the time I got to it, thanks to the remote in my pocket. Practically jumping into the driver's seat, I buckle up and start my drive home.

Normally I take my time leaving because the more work I get done today, the less I have to do on Monday. Today was different because I'm cooking dinner with my adorable boyfriend Joji. He told me that he wanted to practice cooking more, and I didn't want him to do it without me. We've been doing this every week for the past month, and he's been improving very quickly. We've now reached a point where he would make the entree and I would make dessert. He said he'd be making stir fry today.

The drive home from work was a short one, only 5 minutes long. I parked my car and picked up my briefcase, rushing inside in excitement.

"Babe? I'm home!" I smiled, waiting for him to greet me.

"Hey babe, I'm in the kitchen."

I peeked my head to look at him. Joji was bobbing his head to some boom bap as he stirred some mixed vegetables in a pan, some rice was cooking separately in the rice cooker. He turned to look at me with a proud grin on his face.

"How was work?"

I shrugged, putting down my briefcase before wrapping my arms around him and kissing his cheek.

"Same old same old. How's the songwriting going?"

He curled his lips in, looking into space.

"I wasn't into it today..."

I let go of him, sliding off my blazer and tilting my head in confusion and heading back to the livingroom.

"How come?" I grab a hanger from the closet, still within earshot as I hang the blazer and put it away.

"You were in my head all day..."

I peeked my head into the kitchen, giving him an oh stop it face.

"Really! You were!" He gave back an I'm not shitting you face.

"That's so unlike you, usually you always have something to write about."

I headed over to the bedroom to change quickly before returning to the kitchen.

"I dunno I just... I was thinking about all the fun we've been having together when we're cooking and then I started to miss you."

Joji turned around to grope my buttcheeks.

"You are too fucking cute, you know that?"

I smirked, wrapping my arms around his waist again and peppering kisses against his neck. Then I helped him add the rice to the vegetables.

"I can't wait to finish eating this so I can cuddle the shit out of you." I nuzzled my face against his neck.

"What if we just ate dinner in bed?" He leaned his head against mine, reaching his hands under my shirt to rub my back.

I looked up and made eye contact with him. "That's a good point actually, we should do that."

"What about dessert?" He looked up at the ceiling as if he was contemplating whether or not it was really necessary.

"Ugh, I'll just UberEats something, would that be ok?" I kept my eyes on him.

He waved his hand, tasting the stir fry and reaching for some seasoning.

"Yeah, yeah it's fine." Joji pecked my forehead before sprinkling the seasoning and stirring it in.

After a few more taste tests and sprinkles the stir fry was finally finished. Joji plated the food in paper plates and we carried them to the bedroom to watch tv and cuddle.

We decided to watch a romantic movie and nitpick all the cliches, eventually getting bored with it and having a staring contest.

Joji was doing very well, and I was one mistake away from blinking. I could see him smirking at me from my peripheral.

"Give up yet?" He chuckled.

"In your dreams." I stuck out my tongue.

Joji quickly pecked my lips, the sudden movement making me flinch.

"Fuck yeah, I win!" He raises his arms.

I pushed him over in protest. "You fucking cheated!"

Playful bickering devolved into a wrestling match. Neither of us could manage to pin each other down, so we continued to wrestle until we got tired.

He ended up nearly asleep, his head resting on my chest as I stroked his hair.

"You still cheated." I mumbled as I stared at the ceiling.

"Is it really cheating if you liked it?" He gave a light smirk, his eyes closed.

"You stupid jerk, don't ever change." I took his hand and kissed it.