You're running out of your apartment from Joel, your abusive boyfriend.

"I miss you."

Dealing with financial issues, romance, and your parents. All surrounded by the fact that you're working for Joji Miller. Well you hold the camera.

Basically you run into Joji after just moving to NY and you don't know who tf he is, but after getting to know each other he offers to take you to see some shit in NY!!!!

I keep his music on repeat. I can't help but want to listen to his voice. It's like honey dripping down my throat and soothing my stomach. The raw emotions poured into his music reflects him. The honey in my belly melts once it hears his voice playing. So sweet and so sticky. One thing I learned is that bees make sweet and supple honey, yet they sting.

"You drink too much. It won't drown your demons y'know." "I know. I'm just trying to drown you out."

"We shouldn't be doing this, Joji." I tried to reason, but my words held no weight. His grip on my waist tightened, pulling my body down to his so I was now straddling his hips. He gave a pleased smile as he pulled the straps of my top down my shoulders. "You're mine, remember?" He mumbled, sitting up just enough to scatter hot kisses on my neck and I knew I was done for. ~COMPLETE~

Just a Joji Miller x Reader fanfiction. Max and Ian are also in that story. Smut ya horny cunts phahaah

Just another Joji x Reader.

A story about you and Joji, I swear it's not trash Warning btw -smut -language -satire -S M U T