We Were Something, Don’t You Think So?

Series Summary: You are a Russian Grand Duchess in a time of revolution. Ben Hardy is a British government official tasked with smuggling you across Europe. You hate each other.

Chapter 1: Tobolsk, Siberia

Chapter 2: The Middle Of Nowhere

Chapter 3: The Trans-Siberian Railroad

Chapter 4: Moscow

Chapter 5: The Saint Petersburg–Moscow Railway

Chapter 6: Saint Petersburg

Chapter 7: The Gulf Of Finland

Chapter 8: The Baltic Sea

Chapter 9: The River Thames

Chapter 10: London

Chapter 11: Buckingham Palace

Chapter 12: The Atlantic Ocean

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I have a Joe imagine being posted tomorrow. I know it’s my first in a long time. I’m sorry I’ve been gone so long guys, but I’m starting to feel like me again ❤️

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Please feel free to send in any requests you have for the following:

TGM (beau cyclone Simpson, Pete maverick Mitchell, all of the dagger squad.)

Top Gun 1986 (mav, goose, iceman, viper etc)

Marvel (Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Bucky Barnes, Loki Laufeyson, Doctor Stephen Strange etc.)

The Hobbit & LOTR (Thranduil, Kili etc)

Queen (Band) x reader (I write for all of the members so request if you would like)

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Also, I do write fem character x fem!reader fox’s so feel free to ask for those too.

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The Present Race

Fandom: RPF, American Actor RPF, British Actor RPF, Bohemian Rhapsody Cast

Pairing: Joe Mazzello x Female Reader

Characters: Joe Mazzello, Female Reader, Gwilym Lee, Ben Hardy, Original Female Character, Original Child Character, Rami Malek,

Word Count: 1100// Rating: Gen

Summary: It's time for a birthday but who will win first place in the present race?

Tags/ Warnings: Tooth Rotting Fluff, Kids, Babies, Birthday Parties, Borhap Cast, Friends, Established Relationship, Requested Fic, Request

Notes: working my way through requests. They're now closed till after halloween challenge

REQUEST - @borhapgirlforlife19

Can I request a fluffy Joe Mazzello × fem. reader oneshot where it's their daughter's first Birthday and they have a party at their house with Joe's family, reader's family, and the Borhap cast there? Also, Joe sits on the floor opening her gifts with his daughter beside him and she helps Joe tear off the wrapping paper and she lights up when he shows her the gifts and everybody takes pictures and gushes over how adorable she is?

‘Oh open mine first,’ Rami said grabbing a sleek square parcel off of the floor and handing it to Joe. He was sitting on the floor of the lounge, piles of presents around him and his daughter, Ellie, in between his legs. She was watching everyone excitedly though she didn’t quite understand the reason they were all gathered around was for her. It was her first birthday and though Joe and Y/N hadn’t gone all out with a massive birthday party they had invited their close friends around for dinner and cake to celebrate. 

‘Oh yeah put us all to shame,’ Ben chuckled as Joe took it off his friend. 

‘Yeah, get in first and hope we can’t outdo right Rami?’ Gwilym said with a smile. 

‘What can I say,’ he shrugged, ‘there’s a reason he picked me to be godfather.’ 

‘We picked,’ Y/N said coming to sit down beside Rami on the couch. 

‘Shall we just get our coat, Ben?’ Gwilym said with a chuckle. 

‘Think we better had mate,’ Ben chuckled. 

Before anyone could say anything else Ellie made a frustrated noise. She had been sitting looking up at Joe who was unknowingly holding the present just out of her grasp. Joe noticed her and said, ‘oh sorry honey.’

He placed the package on the floor where she immediately started to paw at it grasping the neat wrapping in her chubby grip. With a giggle of excitement, she yanked at it squealing as chunks of it started to come off in her hand. 

‘Be careful mate,’ Ben said, ‘she might have your hand off.’

‘She’s got good taste,’ Rami said. Soon enough Joe started helping her and they pulled off all the wrapping paper until it was completely unwrapped. It was a small shoe box which once Joe opened revealed a tiny pair of trainers. 

‘Are those trainers?’ Ben asked.

‘Not just any they’re bloody Gucci,’ Gwilym said with a whistle. 

‘Nice,’ Joe said, ‘I mean she will one hundred per cent kick them off after five minutes but they’re pretty neat.’ 

‘Oh they’ll be on the floor of any store we go to within seconds but they’re pretty cute I must say,’ Y/N said.

As if to prove her parent’s point Ellie took that opportune moment to grab one of the shoes in her scrunched-up fist and launch it out towards where the boys were sitting though it somehow went backwards clunking Joe on the head. 

‘Ouch,’ Joe said which only made her giggle. 

‘Well that was worth it even if she won’t wear them,’ Rami laughed. 

‘Yeah very funny,’ Joe grumbled. His moaning wasn’t taken notice of for long though as Ellie was up off her bottom and crawling towards the neat pile of presents a little way out of her reach. She grabbed out for one but Joe merely leaned forward and took it out of her reach. 

‘Dada,’ she grumbled though her pout seemed to retreat as he placed it in front of her. She immediately started tugging the paper off. 

‘I guess we’re not allowed to know who this one is off are we El,’ Y/N chuckled. 

‘It’s me,’ Gwilym said as Ellie continued to ravage what was now showing to be a big box. The box was brightly coloured something that seemed to get the baby’s attention immediately. 

‘What is it?’ Rami asked peering over Ellie’s head which was blocking his view. 

‘This pull-along toy thing,’ Gwilym said, ‘it’s a caterpillar you pull along. Meant to help with walking and stuff. And it’s good for motor skills and-’

‘And you did pages of research right Gwil?’ Joe chuckled. 

‘Well you gotta get it right, right?’ he asked, a little tinge of pink now across his cheeks and nose.

‘Well if not just throw cash at it right?’ Ben said. 

‘Hey just because that’s what you do with all the girls in your life,’ Rami said holding his hands up and making a laugh ring out around the room. Even Ellie giggled along oblivious to the joke she’d missed. 

‘It’s lovely Gwil,’ Y/N said looking at the ornate wooden toy her daughter had seemingly lost all interest in as it was discarded with the shoes as she headed back to the other present that was laying just out of her reach. 

‘Looks like she’s not too fussed,’ Rami said. 

‘That’s because our girl has taste,’ Ben said sliding off of the couch until he was sitting in a similar position to Joe, legs splayed around the present that was in front of him. Ellie crawled to it, pulling herself up on the large box as she got there. She stood wobbling slightly. 

‘What do you think El?’ Ben said, ‘should we open it?’ 

‘Open,’ she giggled banging on the box with her chubby fist. 

‘You don’t have to tell me twice,’ Ben said pulling wrapping paper off the box with little help from Ellie. 

‘What is it?’ Gwilym said. 

‘A baby drumkit,’ Rami said.

‘Oh great,’ Y/N said. 

‘Yeah thanks man,’ Joe said as Ben opened the box and pulled it out. It was a plastic stand with individual sections that could be played. Buttons and knobs for turning. Bright lights and things to fiddle with littered the small console. 

‘Hey,’ Ben said, ‘it’s our job to make sure she drives you up the wall. Besides, it’s not just a drumkit. It’s a complete set of musical instruments in one handy console.’ 

As if that was her cue Ellie started banging on some of the buttons making it whizz to life. A sickly-sweet voice rang out saying, ‘dog!’ which was then followed by a woof. Ben moved around, his hand on Ellie’s side keeping her upright as she started to smash the buttons under her fingers. A cacophony of animal noises rang out around the room not waiting for the machine to finish speaking before it was announcing the next one. 

‘Am I back in the running for best present then?’ Rami said looking between his friends. 

‘Let’s see how long it takes the batteries to run out before we make a decision huh?’ Joe chuckled. 

‘You like it El?’ Ben said looking into the baby’s round hazel eyes. She nodded, ‘gizza kiss then,’  Ben said placing his cheek in front of her as two chunky fists slapped him roughly in the face before drool-covered lips placed a kiss on his cheek. 

‘Now there’s a review we can’t compete with,’ Gwilym said. 

‘What did you expect?’ Y/N laughed, ‘Ben’s got a way with women.’ 

Hey everyone! so i’m planning on doing ships again, and then most likely going to get back into writing fanfic again. here’s the fandoms and people/characters i’m intending on writing for! if anyone has any other suggestions though! please let me know!

The Beatles

paul mccartney

george harrison

ringo starr

i’m not too sure about writing for john lennon, though he used to be one of my comfort people back in the day, i’ve obviously matured and learnt of his problematic behaviour, and therefore i’d like to hear other people’s opinions on writing for him before i make any decisions.

Queen

freddie mercury

brian may (MY LOVE🫶🫶🫶)

roger taylor

john deacon

Other Musicians

eddie Vedder

dave grohl

kurt cobain

slash

stevie nicks

elvis presley (and austin butler as elvis)

Criminal Minds

spencer reid

aaron hotchner

derek morgan

emily prentiss

jennifer jareau

penelope garcia

david rossi

elle greenway

Spiderman

tasm!peter (garfield)

spider-man 1,2 and 3 (maguire)

also please note that i don’t write for any other marvel characters!

Actors

adam driver

andrew garfield

borhap cast (gwil, ben, joe, rami and lucy)

Stranger Things

mike wheeler

nancy wheeler

will byers

jonathan byers

joyce byers

jim hopper

eleven/jane hopper

dustin henderson

max mayfield

billy hargrove

steve harrington

robyn buckley

lucas sinclair

eddie munson

Phantom Of The Opera

erik destler (the phantom)

christine daae

raul de chagny

there’s probably so many more fandoms i’m willing to write for, so please send me suggestions🙏🙏

also, as of now, all of my writing will be x reader!

SHIPS AND REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!

Happy Birthday, Mini-Deacon: Joe Mazzello x Fem! Reader; Feat. OC Daughter

@borhapgirlforlife19​ asked: Can I request a fluffy Joe Mazzello x fem. reader long oneshot where it’s their daughter’s first birthday and they have a party for her at their house with Joe’s family, reader’s family and all of the Borhap cast there? Also, Joe is sitting on the floor opening his daughter’s presents with their daughter beside him and their baby helps him tear the wrapping paper off and she lights up at the presents she gets when Joe shows them to her and everybody takes pictures and  just gushes over how cute she is?

(I got this idea from attending a 1st Birthday party a couple of days ago.) ☺️

Definitely! Thank you again for the request! I am going to add a little special surprise at the end, to make it more exciting! 

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Today was the day! The day of your daughter, Jessie Virginia Mazzello’s first birthday! It was an exciting day for sure. 

“Joe, you got everything?” You called from the kitchen. It was 9:00 in the morning and you were busy making the cake for your special girl. Joe walked out of Jessie’s room, carrying the sleepy one year old, dressed in a Queen Onesie, gifted to her by her loving uncle and aunt, Rami and Lucy. 

Over the onesie, she was wearing some black shorts. Joe was going to take Jessie to visit her Uncles Gwilym, Rami and Ben while Lucy was to come over a little bit later to help you wrap the presents and decorate. Though she had only turned one year old, it was one step closer to becoming the girl she wanted to be, though Jessie didn’t know it yet. Joe walked into the living room, setting the day bag down on the cough, hoisting Jessie up a little bit more to get a better grip on her to keep her from slipping. He looked through the bag, making sure he had all the essentials; fresh diapers, wipes, Jessie’s favorite toys to keep her busy, a bottle that he could fill with Jessie’s favorite flavor of juice, which was apple juice, and her favorite blanket, knitted for her by Anita and gifted to the young girl a few days after you had come home with the newborn. Joe started patting his pockets, looking for his keys. 

“Keys, keys, hey babe, have you seen my keys?” He asked, loudly yet quietly enough to not startle the half asleep one year old in his arms. Finding them on the counter that wasn’t cluttered with dough and flour, you grabbed them and held them up. 

“Here. Catch!” You tossed the keys to him, which he expertly grabbed with his free hand. Putting them in his pockets, he grabbed the day bag and rushed over to press a kiss to your cheek. 

“See you later this afternoon, babe.” He said. You smiled at him and pressed a kiss to his lips. 

“Have fun. Tell the boys I say hi and I can’t wait to see them again.” You said. You then gently pressed a kiss to your daughter’s head. “I’ll see you later this afternoon, sweetheart. Be good for daddy and your uncles.” You said quietly. The toddler whined a bit and nuzzled her head into Joe’s neck. With that, Joe quickly left the house, leaving you to continue with the cake and await for Lucy to arrive with presents galore and the streamers, candle and birthday hat for Jessie. Dusting off your hands, to got back to work with waiting for the cake to be done baking so that you could get to icing it and decorating it. 

~~~

At exactly 10:00 on the dot, a knock resounded on the door. 

“One minute!” You shouted, dusting your hands off on your apron once again, you quickly rushed over to the door and opened it. A huge smile burst across your face when you saw your best friend. 

“Hey!” You shouted, giving a quick hug to Lucy Boynton, the actress who played Mary Austin in Bohemian Rhapsody. Lucy smiled and kissed both of your cheeks. Seeing that her arms were full, you quickly took some of the load from her arms. 

“Good morning. I’m not late, am I?” Lucy asked, walking into the house. You closed the door once again. Lucy took off her shoes, pushing them with her feet to settle beside your own. You shook your head. 

“Nope. You’re right on time. The cake just came out of the oven. I’m just letting it cool and then we can get to decorating both it and the house.” You said. Lucy squealed in excitement. 

“Yay! I can’t wait! Um, where should I put these?” She asked, gesturing to the seven presents gathered in her arms. You pointed to your and Joe’s room, just around the corner. 

“You can set them in mine and Joe’s room for now,” you said, following after with the streamers, the candle, and the party hats. After setting all the party stuff down on the bed, the two of you made your way into the kitchen. The cake was sitting on a stand, already cool. Lucy sighed. 

“Ugh! I can’t believe Jessie’s one year old now! It seems like only yesterday you had gone into labor and brought the little bundle of joy into the world!” Lucy said. You sighed and nodded. 

“She’s getting bigger and bigger everyday,” You said. You quickly got out the icing and other cake decorations. The first cake you made was going to be a simple, white frosting with an assortment of sprinkles on top for Jessie. The other one you made was a two tier birthday cake that would be decorated with white frosting, some golden, circular sprinkles, and some pink swirls around the bottom. The batter was made with a little splash of Brandy, specifically for the adults to enjoy. You set out the frosting and sprinkles. Lucy clapped her hands. 

“What can I do to help?” She asked. You sighed, resting a washed hand onto your forehead and sighed. 

“Um, well, I want to start with Jess’s cake first, so it will be ready when they get back, so, um, you could start by taking the first cup of white icing and scooping it into a decent sized bowl.” You said, getting our the right bowl for her to use. Lucy nodded and got started. 

~~~

After four hours of decorating both cakes and carefully wrapping both cakes in plastic wrap to keep them from drying out in the fridge, as well as wrapping the presents in your and Joe’s room, you and Lucy were reclining in the living room, propping your tired feet up on the coffee table. The two of you were nursing some wine spritzers. A small glass of red or white wine with some soda water. You looked at the clock hanging above the kitchen. 

‘It’s one o’clock,’ you thought. ‘Joe, Jessie and the boys should be here any moment.’ You thought. As if on cue, the door opened and the excited chatter of four men and the excited blabber of a one year old filled the house. 

“Hey babe! We’re home!” Joe shouted. You gave a wave and a tired smile. 

“Welcome home, babe.” You said. You set your wine spritzer down on the coaster, you got up and walked over to your husband and daughter. You gave Joe a kiss and then turned to your smiling daughter. Joe handed her to you. You gently lifted her over your head smiling. “Well hello, you spoiled birthday girl!” You said laughing. You brought her down to hold her close and pressed a kiss against her cheek. “Are you ready to celebrate your birthday with your family?” You cooed. Jessie let out a flurry of babbles and coos, which you took as a yes. Rami smiled and walked over, taking her from your arms, which you allowed. A few weeks before your due date, you and Joe had talked to Rami about being Jessie’s God Father. Rami was Joe’s best friend, and, should anything happen to either you or Joe, Rami would be the one to raise and take care of Jessie. Rami happily accepted. Though you and Joe didn’t plan on going anywhere anytime soon. 

“So, what shall it be, birthday girl? Cake or presents first?” Rami asked, smiling at his God Daughter. 

“Bah, bah, bah, bah.” Jessie let out a few babbles in response. Rami leaned his ear towards Jessie, pretending to understand what she was saying, making everyone laugh. 

“Oh, cake first and then presents? Well, as the birthday girl commands, to the kitchen!” Rami commanded, making Jessie laugh. The rest of you followed. 

“Holy shit babe! This cake is awesome!” Joe said. You had carefully brought out the cake meant for Jessie, unwrapping it and setting it on the table. 

Ben elbowed his friend in the side, making Joe wince and glance at Ben. “Ow, what the heck?” He asked. 

“Watch your language in front of Jess, mate.” Ben scolded. Jessie was sitting in her high chair, happily laughing and clapping her hands. You chuckled and nodded, getting out some matches to light the candle. 

“Ben is right, Joe. You should watch your language in front of Jess.” You said. Joe looked at you. 

“Babe, come on. It’s not like she can hear us. Isn’t that right, Jessie, my little princess!” Joe cooed, gently tickling her tummy, making Jessie laugh. You chuckled. 

“You never know, she could read lips.” You teased, making Joe stick his tongue out at you childishly. “Okay, are we all ready to sing?” You asked. A chorus of, “Yup”, “Go for it”, and “Ready when you are.” Resounded in the room. Rami walked over and dimmed the lights a little. Not enough to plunge the kitchen into darkness, but enough that the lit candle would stand out. Striking the match against the box, you held your hand in front of the flame, protecting it from the air. You then lit the number 1 candle, the flame lighting it instantly. Moving away from the candle, you waved the match back and forth to put out the fire. 

“Happy birthday to you~ Happy birthday to you~ Happy birthday dear Jessie~ Happy birthday to you~” Everyone sang. You walked over to Jessie’s side. 

“Let’s blow the candle out together, baby,” you said. “One, two,”

“Pthhhhhhhh!” Before you could even count to three, Jessie was spitting at the candle, trying to get the little flame to go out. This caused everyone to laugh, extremely hard. After recovering from your laughter, you leaned down next to your daughter again. 

“Here, let mommy help.” With one swift breath, you blew the candle out. Everyone cheered and clapped. Joe cut a small square of cake off for Jessie, plating it and serving it to her. “Oh wait! Her bib!” You shouted, rushing over to the laundry room and grabbing her bib. You carefully slipped it around her neck, letting it rest against her chest to save the Queen Onesie from being attacked by a toddler with cake. Jessie immediately dug into the cake, smearing the icing all over her face and her hands. You clapped your hands. “Now, for the adult’s cake!” You cheered. Gwilym looked at you in shock. 

“You made two cakes? How did you ever have the time?” He asked. You took the cake out of the fridge, carefully unwrapping it. 

You winked at Gwilym. “A chef never reveals her secrets.” You teased. 

~~~~

After much cake eating, Joe decided it was time to open presents. Joe sat in the middle of the living room, Jessie sitting in his lap. Lucy handed Joe what looked like a wrapped up stuffed animal. 

“This one is from Anita and Brian. They’re very sad that they can’t be here, and they give their love and best wishes to the birthday girl.” Lucy said. Joe nodded and smiled at Lucy. 

“Thanks Lu,” Joe said. He held the present in his hands. “Let’s open it together, shall we, Jess?” He asked. He started to tear the paper off then let Jessie do the rest, taking some of the paper away when it went towards her mouth. Once all the paper was removed, there lay a stuffed badger and a note. 

‘Dear Jessie and Family. Brian insisted we send you this. This is from Brian’s Animal Sanctuary. We figured that, when mummy and daddy are away, Jessie would have a little friend to keep her company and to protect her from nightmares. It is for Jessie to name when she is old enough. Much love, Brian and Anita.’ Jessie stared at the stuffed badger in wonder then hugged it tightly. You gently placed your hand over your heart and pouted in happiness. Brian and Anita’s love still reached your daughter, even if they were miles away. Ben walked up and handed Joe a smaller package. 

“This one’s from Roger and Sarina. It’ll make more sense once you open it.” Ben said, rolling his eyes a bit when handing Joe the package. Again, Joe opened the package a little bit then let Jessie open it all the way. Joe then burst out laughing, holding up a pair of drum set earrings. 

‘When Jessie is old enough to pierce her ears, promise me you’ll take a picture of her wearing these, please? For her Papa’s sake? Love Roger and Sarina.’ You chuckled and took the earrings from Joe. Next up was Rami. He had gifted Jessie with some new, extremely fuzzy pajamas, each with their own fun little quote. Lucy gifted Jessie with some new nursery rhymes to read before bed each night. Ben gifted Jessie with some new hair ties and bows to put in her hair. And Gwilym got her a framed picture of the Borhap Cast with Brian and Roger. And finally, it was your turn to give your present to your baby girl. You handed Lucy your phone, which you had been using to take pictures through out the afternoon and the evening. You took an envelope from the coffee table and sat before Joe and Jessie. You fiddled with the letter. 

“So, um, this is kind of a surprise for both you and Jessie, Joe,” you said. Joe looked at you confused. You handed him the envelope. Carefully opening it, he took the letter out of it and set the envelope to the side, out of Jessie’s reach. He opened it and read the contents. He then covered his mouth with a surprised gasp, a smile forming on his face. Ben looked at him, slightly confused. 

“Well, what’s it say mate?” He asked. Joe cleared his throat and read the letter out loud. 

“‘Dear Joe and Family, 

My name is John Richard Deacon, the retired bassist for the band called Queen. I know that you looked forward to meeting me face to face, Joe, and I am still not willing to allow that. However, some friends of mine told me that it was the birthday of a certain Jessie and it would make her day if I wrote to her, so here I am writing to you all. I wish you all the best life. I pray that you all remain a happy family for the rest of your days. I also offer you this advice. When times get rough, either with Jessie growing up or tension between you and your beloved rise, Joe, always remember the unbreakable bond you all have. That bond is love. It was by this love that you and your wife first met. It was by this love that the two of you were married. And it was by this love that you brought Jessie into this world. I pray that this love and this relationship with your daughter makes you stronger, not only as individuals, but as a family as well. Happy birthday, Mini-Deacon. Best regards, John Richard Deacon.’.” Joe finished. The room was filled with silence until Ben broke it. 

“Holy shit. I-I can’t believe you got a letter from the John Deacon!” He said excitedly. Joe glared at him. 

“Hey, language mister!” He chided, causing everyone to laugh. A tired yawn caught the attention of the group. You smiled and walked up, picking Jessie up from Joe’s lap. 

“I think someone is tired,” you looked at everyone. “Feel free to stay as long as you like, everyone. I’m going to put Jessie to bed and I’ll join you all shortly.” You said. You walked to Jessie’s room and got her dressed into one of her new pajamas, making sure to take the tags off. You gently lay her in her crib, laying the stuffed badger close to her. Turning on the baby monitor, you pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead. “Good night, Mini-Deacon. Sweet dreams.” You whispered. You turned off the main light after turning on the night light and closing the door, keeping it cracked lightly. You knew that you were truly blessed. You had the best husband and the best daughter in the world. 

~~~

@borhapgirlforlife19​ I hope you like this. I really wanted there to be some interaction between John Deacon and the actor who portrayed him in the movie. I also thought it would be something nice to add in the end. 

I remember you doing a Ahkmenrah (i hope i spelt that right) x reader fanfic and i was wondering if you still wrote for night at the museum could you do one but with the reader being gender neutral please.

Have a lovely day/night

hey anon unfortunately I’m not doing any borhap cast/other roles they’ve done fandom. Any time I try to do those fics I just hit a MAJOR bump and can’t get the words flowing as the other fandoms that I do write for. I’m sorry but I can’t do the ahkmenrah request.

for fandoms that I will and won’t write for please look to my pinned post on my page.

Naughty wife.

Warning: SMUT (+18), language, mentions of alcohol.

W/C: 1.5k

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You were having dinner, alone. After an exhausting day at work the only thing that would make you feel better was your favorite food and a good wine. You put your favorite sitcom on tv so you would feel less lonely.

You missed Joe so much, he was in London filming Bohemian Rhapsody. The last time you saw him was two months ago when you flew to the UK to surprise him for his birthday.

He wanted you to call him tonight, before going to sleep. You knew that it was pretty late in London but he was going to say up only for you.

As you finished dinner, you went upstairs. You stood in your bedroom while looking at yourself in the mirror, phone pressed to your ear. You were slightly tipsy and wanted to sleep but you didn’t care, you wanted to hear his voice before.

“Please Joe, pick up already.” You mumbled and kept staring at your reflection. Why wasn’t he picking up? Did he fall asleep?

You got frustrated and threw your phone on the bed. You huffed. You had to to something. Something that would make him regret not answering your call.

You grinned devilishly and started to get rid of your clothes until you were only in your underwear. You picked your phone up again and pressed record.

“So, Joe”, you giggled. Suddenly, the whole thing got funny. Blame it on the alcohol. “Why didn’t you pick up when I called you?” You were filming your reflection in the mirror and pouted. “It would have been a nice call, you know…”, you said and walked back to your bed, turning the camera, showing your face. “You know how I am when I’m drunk.” You said and removed your bra. “You could have seen this.” You started to massage your breast. “All of it.” You said while holding your phone further away to film your stomach and more.

Your hands kept moving down your stomach, into your panties. You moaned and bit your lip, making sure your body was full on screen. “I could have moaned your name, Joey.” You groaned while rubbing yourself. “But you’re not here.” You removed your panties and spread your legs to show him how wet your were and what he was missing. “Just imagine, what you could do to me, your dear wife, if you were actually here.” You moaned louder and let one finger disappear into your throbbing core. “Oh.“ You started to pump faster. You shouted and cursed as added a second finger. You were extra loud to make sure you would annoy him and make him lose control. I fact, he was the only one who could make you scream.

You imagined he was there, with his body over you and pumping in and out of you. With that on your mind, you quickly reached your high and put the camera back up, so your face was on screen. “You’d better pick up that damn phone call.” You grinned before ending the video.

You bit your lip and sent him a message. “Watch this when you’re alone. Make sure you are really alone.“ You pressed send and added the video.

You left your phone on the nightstand and laughed. You knew he was going to punish you for that.

You woke up to the sound of your phone. You groaned and reached over to pick up without checking who was calling “Hello?”

“(Y/n), what the fuck?” You heard Joe groan.

It took you a moment to realize what he was talking about. “Oh, you watched it?” You smirked. You tried to imagine his reaction.

“Yes, fuck, (Y/n) I watched it in the middle of the set with everyone around me.”

“What!” You screamed. He laughed out loud. “That’s not funny.”

“Calm down, no one saw a thing. I was alone when I watched it. Why did you send me this when I wasn’t there? God, (Y/N), when I come home… I’ll show you what happens to girls like you.” He said.

“Girls like me?” You asked with a grin. This would be fun. “Yes, little bad and naughty girls like you. What you said in the video, blaming me, you’ll pay for that” He threatened.

“You won’t be home for weeks” You reminded him.

“But I won’t forget it.”

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You were laying on the couch. The house was so empty without Joe. It seemed enormous when you were on your own.

You sent the video two days ago and he was back to his normal self. He answered none of your calls. You got slightly worried. What if he was sick and didn’t want to tell you so as not to worry you?

But suddenly, you heard the door was being opened. You walked through the house and saw him. He was standing there, closing the door. He left his luggage in the corner and stared at you. He shouldn’t be here. He was supposed to be gone for at least two more weeks.

Joe didn’t say anything when he approached you. He grabbed your face and kissed you roughly. You wrapped your hands around his neck and he lifted you up, so you could put your legs around his waist.

“I’ve been thinking of you all the time, honey.” He groaned and kissed your neck while walking you into the living room. “I’ve watched this video for hours and you could imagine what I did…but I need more.” He said and lay you on the couch. “I need everything. I need to feel your touch. Your lips. You.” He bit his lower lip and brushed his thumb against your lip. “I’ve missed your lips so fucking much. Your beautiful lips around my cock.” He leaned down and kissed you hungrily, exploring your body with his large hands. “You’ve been a bad girl, (Y/n), you had fun without me.” He sat down on the end of the couch and watched you. “(Y/n), you know what bad girls have to do, when they’ve been caught?” You nodded and bit your lip. Slowly, you unzipped his pants and let his erection spring free. He was so hard, waiting for you to do something.

You smirked and twirled your tongue over his tip, enjoying his reaction. He hissed and grabbed your head. You licked his length and took as much as you could into your mouth.

He moaned satisfied and you took him deeper, down your throat and gagged slighlty. You knew he loved it, so you did it again and moaned to send vibrations over him.

His moans filled the room and you bobbed your head up and down, licking and twirling around him, until he couldn’t hold back any longer. “Fuck.” He cursed as he came. He looked at you and laughed exhausted. “Good girl. Now let me pleasure you.” He grinned and pressed you down.

First, Joe got rid of his clothes, then started to undress you slowly. He took his time to admire every part of your body, massaged your breasts, licked over them, and made you even wetter. It’s been a long time.

His tongue wandered down your body, over your stomach until he reached the spot where you wanted him the most. “Who is the only one who can make you come?” He asked you and stroked over your thigh.

“You” You breathed.

“Who? Sorry, I didn’t hear that.” He smirked down at you.

“Fuck, Joe, you. Only you. Now do something please.” You yelled desperately.

He chuckled to himself and disappeared between your legs. He licked your folds slowly, adding pressure with his thumb over your clit and his tongue disappeared in a fast pace in and out of you.

"Oh, Joey.” You moaned and tugged his hair. He always did magic when he was between your legs. His tongue twirled over your soft spot and he stared up at you, watching every reaction. You felt your orgasm build in your stomach, but suddenly he stopped. You gasped and wanted to protest when he slammed his rocking hard cock into you.

"Fuck.” You screamed out of pleasure. He could have warned you at least.

“You’re so wet and warm, (Y/N). Just for me, right?” He breathed and pumped in and out of you in a rapid pace. You knew he wouldn’t be gentle.

"Joe…” You moaned and scratched over his back. He didn’t notice you were leaving marks over his body, he was lost in the moment.

His thrusts were hard and fast and with every move he took, the couch moved over the floor.

"Will you ever record yourself again?” He asked you but you couldn’t say anything, he was blowing your mind.

His thrusts became harder and deeper and you knew he was close, just like you. With a loud scream of his name you came all over him and he did the same shortly after.

"Oh my God.” You breathed and started to laugh. “I should send you more of these videos.” You chuckled.

“Didn’t you learn your lesson?” He asked you and gave you a quick peck.

“Yes, I did. With these videos you would come home to me faster than imagined.” You stated and brushed through his hair. "I missed you, Mr. Mazello.”

“I missed you too, Mrs. Mazzello.” He kissed your forehead and held you in his arms.

The house didn’t feel empty anymore. 

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Baby You Were My Picket Fence

Series Summary: You are a first grade teacher in sunny Los Angeles, California. Ben Hardy is the father of your most challenging student. Things quickly get complicated in this unconventional love story.  

Chapter 1: Bad To The Bone

Chapter 2: Should I Stay Or Should I Go

Chapter 3: Light My Fire

Chapter 4: Dream On

Chapter 5: Paradise City

Chapter 6: Have You Ever Seen The Rain

Chapter 7: Let It Be

Chapter 8: Kickstart My Heart

Chapter 9: Sympathy For The Devil

Chapter 10: I Want You To Want Me

Chapter 11: White Wedding

Chapter 12: Welcome To The Jungle

Chapter 13: Peace Of Mind

Chapter 14: Smoke On The Water

Chapter 15: The Chain

Chapter 16: All Along The Watchtower

Chapter 17: No One Like You

Chapter 18: Surrender

Chapter 19: Stairway To Heaven 

Chapter 20: Home Sweet Home

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being a babie with mazzello | hc

a/n : HIIII welcome back to my writing! I miss all of ya so much :-] the other day i was hit with this thought of just being ababie arpund joe so here's a hc about that. Also, i wanna thank y'all for sticking with me when i was unactive several days ago...it means a lot to me!

also, i'm Chloe! Figured i will reveal my name after a while. People call me coco or cookie sometimes, so...let's be friend, i guess?

anyway, enjoy this hc!! ♡

•••

so we all know about the virus, honestly i think i'm the latest person to write about this

but joe freaking mazzello 'course cannot stay sane that long without you, his 24/7 childhood best friend

so he asked you to move in with him when the whole quarantine thingy started

"Come on!!! You will have the world-famous, fanfastic dino-shaped pancakes by Chef La Mazzello every morning, (Y/N)."

that was his effort to persuade you

of course you said yes

"Fine, but it's only because of the pancakes."

no (Y/N) we ALL know it's because you're head over heels for him!!!

moving-in day

it's not the first time you've stayed at his house

but you were pretty nervous with the idea of living with him, everyday, him seeing you without any makeup, or anything

ESPECIALLY your habits of cleaning products...you tend to use baby shampoo and soaps

when you put your johnson baby wash in his bathroom, Joe frowned

"Whose baby is staying here?."

you stuttered, "uhh...it's weird, but, it's mine...dONT LAUGH OKAY JOE-"

too late

joe's dying on the floor

(((((bathroom floor))))

"(Y/N) yOU'RE AN ADULT."

you tickled him as an escape of your embarassment, feeling shy

"OKAY STOP STOP I'M SORRY!," he laughed

then ruffled your hair

"Even if you use dog shampoo, i'd still.."

you freezed

what's he going to say?!

joe took a moment before finishing his sentence

"....m-make yOU DINO-SHAPED PANCAKES! come on, (Y/L/N)! let's unpack your clothes after this."

then he went out of the bathroom

leaving you

red

and possibly close to having a sheer heart attack

grocery shopping with joe

on some days, joe (and you) is waAY to lazy to make efforts to eat

but at the same time you guys are hella hungry

so you guys order the classic chinese take-outs, or pizza maybe

but also in some days, you will go out grocery shopping with him and buy ingredients for dinner (with masks of course, wear your masks everyone!!!)

joe will grab cooking ingredients and other products

like milk

dairy-free milk because we all don't want joe screaming

anyways

Joe also grabs some chips

and snacks

then there's you grabbing baby snacks

gerber

happy baby

teethers cookies

all the good stuff

"Why..are you???????"

"Stop shaming my snacking behaviour!!! It's good okay,,," you said then running into another aisle

leaving mazzello

grinning

like that joe smile we all love

"Gosh, such a cutie..." he mumbled, then pushing the cart, following you

also he paid for the groceries even though you insisted to pay

ugh i love him

dinner time with joe

joe's not actually the worst italian chef

but he does need constant guiding and sometimes can be sloppy

you guys were cooking baked spaghetti that night, and thankfully it went okay

joe almost spilled the whole sauce from the pan but luckily you were there to stop him

so while waiting for the food to cook

joe decided to play some music off of his phone

and guess what he played

nope

not queen songs

BABY SHARK

the first verse came and you were laughing out loud

"Joe what the fuck???? What is thiiiis?."

joe is already bopping his head and throwing some dance moves

drop it like it's hoooooot-

"Aw come on baby (Y/L/N), bABY SHARK DOO DOO DO DO-"

so you joined him

AND YOU KNOW THE DANCE MOVES

yeah the clapping hands thingy

you guys were dancing so hard you both were sweating

Joe picked you up with his arms

you were a laughing mess and tried to get out of his grip when you both fell into his couch

you on top of him

and him under you

"....joe?"

for a moment you thought joe is going to kiss you

and he reached you cheek

DING!

the oven dings

joe shuffled and you quickly stood up

"I'll check it!," you said while running to the kitchen

SIS your heart was POUNDING because was he going to kiss you????

joe was also a blushing mess

"mazzello you dumb...," he whispered while rubbing his face

then chased you into the kitchen

dinner went a bit awkward

because you both are dumb dorks

but it went over and you guys washes dishes together then got ready for bed

bedtime!!!!

Joe does have a guest room in his house

but he said that the room is currently unavailable

under the following reasons of

"it's messy," and "it has a lot of stuff in it!." "my room's more spacious."

he really just want to have you with him in his bed (Y/N) come on!!!!

so you agreed to sleep with him

because of course you also can't wait to cuddle with him

ehm okay moving on so

you changed into your pajama

and it has gudetama patterns

joe chuckled when he saw you after changing your clothes

"I swear (Y/N), you're a baby trapped in an adult's body."

you pull out your tongue playfully then joined him

joe was scrolling his instagram, and you were checking out your emails

joe then pulled you closer to him

"You're cold, you need more warmth from me," he said, as an excuse

you smiled and rested your head on his shoulder

you did not realize it, but you were feeling sleepy and slowly you lulled off on his chest

joe waS SO hAPPY AND IS A BLUSHING MESS I TELL YOU

because this is exactly the thing he loved the most about you

the domestic side of you, your bare face and your sleepy figure

he turned off the lights as careful as possible

he don't want his baby to wake up

he cuddled you closer and realized

this is what he wanted to see before he's off to the clouds

so let's all hope the man will gain the courage to ask you out

because he can't wait to give you

his baby

more warmth every night :-)

Almost midnight

Happy new year everyone! Here’s some Ben Hardy fluff, bc that man has stolen my heart. This might not be my best work, but I really wanted to work out this idea, plz be nice xoxo

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5 hours till midnight

You smiled as you looked in the mirror. You finished your makeup with a red lipstick and took a second to admire your work. Your eyeshadow was sparkly and your liner sharp. It was new years eve and you were about to head out to a party that one of your friends was hosting. You were wearing a cute jumpsuit covered in glitters, black sneakers and a black belt around your waist. Your phone buzzed and you saw it was a text from your best friend Lucy.

Hey! We’re on our way!

You quickly typed your reply, saying you were headed to the party as well.

You grabbed your coat and purse and closed the door of your apartment behind you. The cold breeze made you put your coat high up. Small foggy clouds were formed by your warm breath. You quickened your pace to get a bit warmer.

You were excited to see your friends again. It had been a while since all of you had been together. Joe was the one to suggest you’d celebrate new years eve together and everyone agreed with excitement. So he went ahead and rented a big house so everyone could go there and stay for the night. Earlier that day you had dropped off your night essentials, such as your toothbrush and your pyjamas. Gwil and Joe were already there to prepare everything.  Joe was sat on the ground with a pile of garlands next to him, which he was trying to untangle and Gwil almost saw blue from the number of balloons he had blown up. You quickly came to the rescue and helped them with their preparations. After that, you went back home to get ready.

After ten minutes you arrived at the house. It was located near the centre of the city. Judging by the music coming from the house, the party had already started. You rang the bell and Joe opened the door for you.

‘Y/n!’ he exclaimed, excited to see you again.

‘Hi!’ you smiled as you put your coat on the coat rack. ‘You managed to get everything ready in time?’ you joked as you gave Joe a hug.

Joe laughed as he pulled away, ‘Well, it almost turned to shit after you left. We almost broke the glass table when Gwil tried to put up the last garlands.’

You looked at him in disbelieve, but you have known them long enough to know he wasn’t joking. You shook your head and chuckled. The two of you walked to the living room and you were greeted by Lucy and Rami.

Lucy let out a small squeal when she saw you. Your smile grew wide and you quickly made your way towards her.

‘You look amazing,’ Lucy said as she pulled you in her embrace.

‘Thanks! So do you, as usual,’ you winked and Lucy stuck out her tongue. You greeted Rami as well and chatted with the pair for a bit.

‘Hey Y/n!’ you heard behind you. You turned around and saw Gwil walking out of the kitchen.

‘Glad you didn’t demolish this entire house after I left,’ you said as you greeted him.

Gwil looked at Joe with a betrayed look in his eyes. Joe just shrugged, causing you to burst out in laughter.

You started chatting with Lucy, Rami and Gwil as Joe welcomed more people to the party.

4 hours till midnight

It started to get more crowded, but there was someone still missing. Lucy spotted you looking around and she grabbed your hand and walked away from the others.

‘Where’re you going?’ Rami asked slightly confused.

‘Oh, just some girl time!’ Lucy smiled as she dragged you towards the kitchen. You sat on the counter as Lucy got the two of you another drink.

‘What’s up?’ you asked. She handed you your glass and you took a sip, carefully eying Lucy.

She looked at you with a smirk, ‘Could ask you the same thing.’

‘Wha-’ you started, but then you stopped. The look on Lucy’s face said enough.

‘Oh, stop it,’ you fought the urge to smile and quickly took another sip of your drink. She was, of course, talking about Ben.

Ben was one of your closest friends. You didn’t see each other often due to his busy schedule as an actor, but that only made your friendship more special. You’d facetime often and when he was in town he always came to see you. You had started to develop feelings for the man that went beyond friendship, and it made you terrified. Not ever did you want to lose what the two of you shared. Lucy had quickly realized what was going on and often teased you about it. You made her swear not to tell anyone, because god knows what would happen if any of the boys found out.

‘He texted he would be a bit later,’  Lucy told you, bringing you back to reality.

‘Oh,’ was all you said.

‘You know what would be a really good new years resolution?’ Lucy sat beside you on the counter.

You looked at her and shrugged.

‘Telling Ben how you really feel about him,’ she whispered.

‘Oh no, nope, not doing that,’ you immediately shook your head.

Lucy giggled, ‘Come one, Y/n. Anyone can see something is going on between you. You guys are like lovesick puppies.’

‘Luc, Ben doesn’t feel about me that way,’ you sighed, looking at the half-empty cup in your hands

‘How do you know?’

‘I just do,’ you said.

‘Well, who knows what the new year has in store for you,’ Lucy nudged your shoulder, making you smile.

A few seconds later, your ‘girl time’ was interrupted by Gwil.

‘Uh Y/n, there’s someone who wants to see you, and he’s very urgent about it,’ he weirdly wiggled his eyebrows.

You felt your heartbeat started to quicken and a sight blush rose to your cheeks. You heard Lucy holding in her giggles and you hopped off the counter and basically sprinted to the living room. Your eyes scanned the room and they finally landed on Ben. He spotted you in the door opening and showed that beautiful smile of his. He opened his arms and you jumped into them without hesitation. He closed his arms around you and lifted you off the ground for a second. It had been a while since you had seen him, and it felt so good to be in his arms again.

‘Hi’ you breathed, still in his embrace.

He smiled into your hair as he tightened the hug, ‘Hey.’

You pulled back and looked into those bright green eyes that you had missed so much.

‘It’s so good to see you again,’ he said as his eyes bore into yours.

‘You too,’ you felt your cheeks grow hotter by the second. ‘Glad you could make it.’

From the corner of your eyes, you saw Lucy looking at you with a huge smirk on her face. Ben saw her too and greeted her, ‘Lucy, how are you?’

‘Good! Heard you’ve been busy filming?’ Lucy answered and Ben nodded, telling more about his upcoming project.

2 hours till midnight

You had been talking and laughing with your friends for the past hours. These were moments you really treasured. It didn’t happen often that all of you could spend time together. In the meantime, Gwil had brought out some board games and you were now fanatically playing a game of monopoly.

‘You gotta pay rent!’ Joe yelled as he spotted Gwil’s pawn on one of his streets.

‘You’re too late! It’s already Rami’s turn!’ Gwil yelled back. Rami tried to shush them, without any success.

Lucy, who sat next to you, leaned towards to as you were watching the chaos with mini houses and fake money in front of you.

‘Y/n,’ Lucy whispered discreetly, gaining your attention.

‘Hmm?’

‘Ben is staring at you.’

You turned your head to look at her. ‘No, he’s not.’

‘Look for yourself then,’ she smirked.

You narrowed your eyes at her, not sure whether she was messing with you or not. You looked back at the board and casually looked up to Ben, who sat across the table. Your eyes caught his and for a split second, your heart stood still. He didn’t look away, he just sent you a soft smile. You felt your cheeks heat up again as you smiled back. Ben looked away when rami handed him the dices.

15 minutes till midnight

‘Okay guys,’ Joe stood up from his chair, ‘I’m gonna find someone to give a new year's kiss when the clock strikes midnight,’ he announced dramatically. Seconds later he started to giggle uncontrollably, probably caused by the amount of liquor he had already consumed. ‘You guys should do the same!’

‘Jesus Joe, how drunk are you?’ Gwil laughed. Joe waved his comment away and left the table, off to find his new year’s kiss.

‘I’m gonna get the champagne ready!’ Rami said. Lucy joined him and Gwil and Ben went to get another drink, leaving you alone at the table. You sighed. You wished you had Joe’s confidence at the moment, but on the other hand, you were glad you didn’t. Your mind went back to what Lucy had told you. What if there was a chance Ben had feelings for you too? Wouldn’t you have noticed?

You stood up and walked upstairs, in need of some fresh air.

7 minutes till midnight

‘Have any of you seen Y/n?’ Ben asked. He came back from the kitchen, but couldn’t seem to find you anywhere in the living room.

‘Maybe she went to the toilet?’ Gwil shrugged as he handed some people champagne glasses. Ben nodded as he watched everyone get ready for the countdown. After some time, Y/n still was nowhere to be seen.

‘I’ll go look for her,’ Ben said as he put his glass down.

‘You sure? It’s almost midnight,’ Gwil said. ‘I’m sure she’ll be here any second.’

‘Yeah, I’ll be right back,’ Ben nodded as he quickly looked in the kitchen and the hallway, but you weren’t there either. Ben quickly made his way upstairs as he looked at his watch.

3 minutes till midnight

You took a deep breath as you enjoyed the fresh air. It helped to clear your mind a bit. You were lost inside your own head, until a voice made you jump.

‘There you are.’

You turned around to see Ben behind you. He walked across the balcony and stood next to you. ‘It’s almost midnight,’ he softly said.

‘I know,’ you nodded.

‘Don’t you wanna go look for someone to give a new year’s kiss?’ he showed a small smile as he looked at you.

You chuckled, ‘If I had more to drink, maybe.’

You both looked to the sky in a comfortable silence. There were already some fireworks going off, and faint music was heard from downstairs.

1 minute till midnight

‘Hey, Y/n,’ Ben broke the silence.

You looked at him, practically drowning in his eyes.

‘Yeah?’

Ben opened his mouth to say something, but it looked like he couldn’t find the words.

‘What is it?’ you asked softly.

Ben exhaled sharply and shook his head.

In the background, you heard the people downstairs making a lot of noise. They started to count down.

10

9

He just looked at you. There was something in his eyes, but you couldn’t quite figure out what it was.

8

‘I just,’ he started his sentence, but he never finished it.

7

His eyes went from your eyes to your lips and it felt like everything around you stood still.

6

He slowly closed the space between you until your noses were touching.

5

4

He looked into your eyes once more before pressing his lips against yours. You sighed into the kiss. You hand quickly sneaked around his neck and into his hair. His soft lips moved perfectly against yours as he deepened the kiss.  Ben’s hands were on your waist, pulling you even closer to him. The fireworks outside started to go off, but all you could focus on was Ben. You smiled against his lips. You felt like your heart was beating out of your chest from happiness. You slowly pulled away and opened your eyes to look at him. Ben was smiling like an idiot. You brought your thumb to his lips to wipe away some red lipstick. You giggled as he pushed a piece of hair behind your ear.

‘Happy new year, Ben,’ You whispered.

‘Happy new year, Y/n,’ Ben whispered back.

Happy new year, indeed.

Last Christmas - Joe Mazzello x Reader (Holiday Series!)

Joe used to love Christmas. It was his favourite time of the year; usually spent with his family and friends drinking and eating way too much. But truth be told, he was dreading Christmas this year. Because one very important person was missing from his life. And it was all his fault. The whole sad story began the last year. Well…really 20 years ago, but shit hit the fan last December. You and Joe had met your first day of college. You’d been distracted, trying to fish your phone out of the bottom of your over-filled bag when you’d collided with an equally distracted ginger who’d been attempting to find the right building for his afternoon class. The map and all your books were sent crashing onto the concrete, which was quickly followed by furious apologies from both bruised parties. After embarrassed introductions you’d realised you were both heading to the same Intro to Literature Class and decided to walk there together (Joe was extra relieved as you’d been to that building that morning and he could follow your lead). And you were very kind, only teasing him for 5 minutes about him having been walking away from the Arts building. With a furious blush colouring his cheeks, he checked the map again only to groan loudly when he realised he’d been holding it upside down. And with that, you found your best friend. And that was how it stayed for the next 2 decades. The two of you were utterly inseparable, never going more than 2 days without speaking in-spite of his horrendous schedule. But it was always made easier with your job being an Associate Professor at NYU and your semester breaks were always spent jetting off to wherever Joe was in the world. He was always apologising and offering to pay for your airfare but you constantly refused, saying that you really didn’t mind. 

And that wasn’t a lie – wherever Joe was, that was where you wanted to be. 

Because you were hopelessly, completely and utterly in love with him. It took you an embarrassingly long time to figure it out, but in your final year at USC together you’d seen him hooking up with a girl from his Screenwriting class on the sofa when you came home early from your Shakespeare lecture. You’d immediately ducked back out into the hall, red hot tears stinging your eyes before it clicked in your brain. There wasn’t anything you wouldn’t give to be that girl. But the fear of losing your best friend had you locking those feelings away in the deepest, darkest corner of your heart, concealing it from the world – and most particularly Joe. Of course a few people figured it out over the years; your mum, your siblings and your best friend Kate. But they were kind enough to keep it to themselves. Because to them, Joe was the dumbest man alive for not seeing what was right under his nose all along.

It was Christmas 2018 when everything changed. Joe was home for the holidays for the first time in three years and he was celebrating with a blow-out party at his Brooklyn apartment. Every one of his friends was invited; his other actor friends, college mates and of course his best friends from Bohemian Rhapsody. You’d been so relieved when you’d got the invitation 2 weeks ago. There was something you’d been desperate to tell your best friend – but it was definitely an ‘in person’ revelation and you’d been pre-occupied visiting your extended family before the holiday season kicked off. 

So. There you were. Standing by the large living room windows of Joe’s apartment with a glass of champagne clutched tightly in your hand as you watched the thick flakes of snow drift down to the power-covered street below. “What’s got you looking so thoughtful over here?” a deep voice asked from over your shoulder. Looking into the dark glass you could see a familiar mop of blonde curls and turned to smile at Ben. There was an unlit cigarette dangling loosely between his lips and he was rugged up in his coat, scarf and beanie. Obviously about to head outside to abide by Joe’s ‘no smoking in the apartment’ rule. “I’m trying to work up the courage to tell Joe” you murmured. Ben immediately gave you a sympathetic nod, taking the cigarette from between his lips to fiddle with it aimlessly. “God, I don’t even know how you’re going to do that” “Me neither,” you sighed, “but it has to be done” “Good luck” he said with a half-hearted smile. “I’d do it now if I were you. If he plays another round of beer pong you can tell him but he’ll forget by morning” A loud chorus of cheers punched through the music; Joe’s team had evidently just won the game as you could distinctly hear him calling Sebastian “a little bitch”. “Go before you lose your nerve” were Ben’s parting words of wisdom before opening the window and climbing out onto the snowy fire escape. You took a steadying breath, willing the fingers clutching your glass to stop shaking. Before you could change your mind you crossed the small living room, downing the rest of your drink as you went. “Joe, I need to talk to you” your voice barely carried over Mariah Carey’s ‘Santa Baby’ that was pouring out of the speakers – but your best friend still heard you. When he turned you could see the slight redness discolouring his hazel eyes, but he was still relatively conscious so you’d have to settle for that. “Excuse me, gentlemen” Joe announced to his friends, who all gave him varying heckles in response, “but my petal needs me” Normally that nickname would have turned you into a giggling mess, but that night it shot a white hot stab of guilt through your chest. Joe pulled you into the deserted hallway, the crooning of Mariah deadened slightly. “What’s up, petal? This better be important to interrupt such a stellar beer pong tournament” he teased, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his dark jeans. “I…I” you stammered, heat rising in your cheeks. God this was so hard. Joe raised his eyebrows in a silent ‘go on’ gesture and the words spilt out of your mouth. “I got a job offer” “That’s great!” he grinned after a slightly stunned silence. “Don’t know why that was so-” “At the University of St Andrews” you finished. Joe paused, his arms half raised to give you a celebratory hug. “As in-” “The UK. Yeah” The Christmas carols and excited cries of Joe’s friends fell away, leaving you and your best friend for more than half of your life in silence. “Have you accepted it?” he asked after a while, confusion knitting his eyebrows together. You shook your head, your gaze falling to the toes of your black boots. “Do…do you want to go?” “I think so” was your meek reply. A soft scoff escaped Joe’s lips which had your head snapping up. “What?” “I’m sorry, petal, but I just don’t buy it” he shrugged, crossing his arms over his chest before leaning against the corridor wall. “Your whole life is here. Why would you want to leave that?” “My ‘whole life’?” you questioned, years of resentment suddenly boiling like magma inside your stomach. “My family isn’t here. Kate isn’t here – she’s in Scotland. The only things I have in New York are my job and you” “Then stay for me” he grinned, but there was something akin to fear clouding his eyes. “I can’t do that, Joe. Not anymore” you sighed, the decades of unrequited love crushing down on your shoulders. “I can’t spend the rest of my life following after you with the sadistic hope that one day you’ll finally see how goddamned in love with you I am” There it was. The dirty little secret that had been weighing on your heart for 20 years. Fear gripped every cell of your body, freezing you to the carpet. You waited for him to laugh. Or yell. Or just do anything other than stare at you. What felt like a decade passed, the only sounds were the thundering of your heart and the muffled sounds of Joe’s guests, who were completely unaware of your heart wrenching confession. “I should go” you managed to whisper through your aching throat. You turned to walk away but Joe’s hand shot out, wrapping tightly around your wrist. “Joe” the name was barely a whimper but it was all you could get out before Joe pulled you towards him, crushing his lips against yours. You responded immediately, wrapping your arms around his neck. His lips were everything you’d ever thought they’d be, warm and soft and felt like home.  “What about the party?” you asked, reluctantly pulling back but resting your forehead against his. “Fuck the party” he whispered, his breath hot against your lips. “Stay. With me” You weren’t sure if he was talking about the job or you current situation, but you didn’t think too hard on it, allowing him to pull you into his bedroom, every other person in the apartment already forgotten.

You slowly blinked awake, roused by the cold winter light streaming in passed the open curtains. Snuggling back into your pillow you stretched out your arm, expecting to find Joe’s warm body next to you. But instead your hand wrapped around a sheet of paper.

Petal, Had to go, early meeting. Help yourself to anything in the fridge. Call you later. - Joe

The butterflied that had erupted when you remembered the events of last night faded slightly. Who had an early meeting on a Sunday? As you re-dressed in your sequinned party outfit you told yourself that this was normal. Joe’s schedule had always been strange, and your best friend was constantly complaining that there was no such thing as “weekends” in the entertainment industry. So when you stepped out onto the frigid Brooklyn sidewalk in last night’s outfit you were convinced that you’d hear from Joe that night. Except that you didn’t. Or the night after. Or the night after that. 

It was 3 days before Christmas when Joe finally surfaced. And it wasn’t even with a phone call. You were sitting with Ben and Gwil in their hotel suite, waiting for the two of them to finish preening so you could all head out for dinner before the two would return to London the next day. “Which glasses?” Gwilym asked, holding out two pairs. “Clear and square or black and round?” “Clear. Can see your eyes better” you answered immediately. The brunette grinned as Ben chuckled, sliding the plastic frames onto his nose. “So, tell us again how you scored that job?” Ben requested from his place in front of the mirror as he artfully applied gel to his blonde curls. “The school year went back in September” “All I know is that one of the professors got a little too friendly with a first year student. They thought it best to avoid the scandal and get someone in to take over. The press would have had a field day if he kept teaching” “I have to say - there is something kind of hot about the whole ‘Professor-Student’ dynamic” Gwil admitted, flopping down next to you on the end of his bed. “What exactly did you get up to at uni, Mr Lee?” you teased gently, but a full on belly laugh followed when he turned a violent shade of pink. “You know, I don’t think I want the answer to that” “Here here!” Ben agreed, his green eyes still fixed on his reflection. “so…after last night” he started, his eyes flickering to you in the mirror, “I’m guessing you’re not accepting the job?” “Still waiting for some more information” you murmured, your eyes falling to your fingers. “But…no. I think I’m staying” Both Ben and Gwilym watched a secretive smile twist your lips and they shared an excited glance. “So….anything happen last night you want to tell us about?” “I don’t kiss and tell, boys” “Ooooh!” they chorused. You let out an embarrassed laugh, your hands flying to cover your burning face. “Get it gurl” Ben chirped. All you could do was laugh louder and lean forward to bury your face in the comforter. “Stop teasing her and get ready, Benjamin” Gwil commanded, pointing to Ben’s lack of pants. “We’ll miss dinner at this rate” “Yes, Mr Lee” the blonde drawled as he turned back to the mirror. After a few minutes Ben finally moved away from his reflection, instead relocating to his suitcase where he began to stare at his pant options. “Typical” Gwilym chuckled, pulling his phone out of his pocket. You followed suit, clicking on your Instagram app and scrolling through the latest photos. There was one of Kate, clearly dressed up to go on a date, another one of your cousin at her friend’s baby shower. But there was one that stopped you cold. You’d always meant to delete her. As soon as you’d found out Claire cheated on Joe she’d been persona non grata in your life and you’d thought it had been the same for your best friend. But the photo that glared back at you screamed the exact opposite. Claire had her arms wrapped so tightly around Joe’s middle it looked like she was trying to snap his spine, a ridiculous grin on her stupid face. The simple caption read “Finally got the one that got away! Best Christmas ever!” Ben’s question of the name of the restaurant you were going to fell on deaf ears and when the boys noticed your lack of reply they tip toed over to peek at the screen from over your shoulder. Both gasped quietly but you couldn’t tear your eyes off that fucking photo. “Is that the girl that –” Ben started but you cut him off. “Yep” “With his-” Gwil added and you nodded quickly. “Yep” “On his-” Ben continued. “Yep” you replied. “Jesus Christ” Gwilym muttered, still staring at the image on your phone screen. “I love Joe, but what a twat” “I’ve – I’ve got to make a call” you murmured robotically, standing up from the bed and heading out onto the balcony without a backwards glance. It was for the best that you didn’t turn around really, as you would have seen Ben mouth ‘Fuck’ to his best friend. Joe picked up after three rings, hesitation clear in his voice. “Hey, Petal” he managed to get out before you jumped down his throat. “Are you fucking joking, Joe? Claire?! Have you had a stroke I didn’t know about?” “I can explain –” he tried again but you were faster. “This is what you do after I tell you I love you? Sleep with me and then go running back to your scumbag ex?” you shouted. “I got scared” his meek reply sent your blood boiling. “Scared? You got scared? Try telling your best friend that you love them and then you’ll know what scared really feels like” you spat, your hand clenching so hard on the balcony railing that your knuckles popped. “Petal, don’t be like that” he groaned but all you did was scoff. “You know what? Fuck you, Joe” you hissed before smashing your thumb against the end call icon. You stayed on the balcony for a few moments, desperately trying to slow your racing heart and will down the tears that were stinging your eyes. With anger still flickering inside your chest you pulled up your email and began typing furiously.

That was the last time Joe heard your voice. He tried to visit you the next day, but you refused to open the door and he left dejected and cold. He tried again a week later after nearly a hundred unanswered voicemails but there was no response. He did see someone though, your neighbour Mrs Brookes. Who promptly informed him that you’d packed all your things and sublet the apartment – disappearing with only a rapid goodbye. He wasn’t surprised you left. He’d been expecting it really, after the way he treated you. But that didn’t stop it from breaking his heart. There were no words for how much Joe regretted what he did to you, and he knew better than to try and contact you again. Moving halfway around the world to get away from him sent a pretty clear message. But the regret never stopped eating away at his insides. And that was how he found himself standing on a snow covered London street on Christmas Eve. Normally the holidays were spent with his family, but Ben had recently been devastated by another bad breakup and had begged his former co-star to spend Christmas with him in his now empty apartment. Joe jumped at the chance, immediately booking himself a flight. He told himself that he was only doing it to help out a friend, but a niggling voice in the back of his mind kept whispering your name. The frigid cold bit at Joe’s exposed face and hands, the latter of which he quickly stuffed into the pockets of his black coat. Looking around at the deserted street, he watched the fluffy flakes of snow glide softly down onto the snow covered footpath as a melancholy sky escaped his lips. He’d been in London for 4 days and still hadn’t managed to work up the courage to try and contact you. He wasn’t even sure your phone number was still the same, he’d been too scared to text you. “Come on, Ben” he groaned quietly to himself, shuffling his powder covered feet. How long did it take to buy 2 bottles of Scotch? A loud laugh echoed down the street, freezing Joe to the spot. He knew that laugh. He’d spent 20 years with that laugh. It was hard to see through the curtain of snow steadily falling from the dark sky, but a few blocks down he could make out two figures walking towards him. One shorter in a bright red coat and the other much taller, dressed in navy. The man swore his heart stopped beating as he recognised the radiant smile on your face, but it immediately clenched when he realised who was making you grin. Gwilym’s mitten covered hand was holding gripping onto yours as he swung your entwined hands between you. More giggles pealed from your lips, each one like a knife through Joe’s chest. It wasn’t meant to go this way. This wasn’t meant to happen. “Oh, hi Joe” Gwilym stammered when the couple realised who they were walking towards. Joe smiled tightly at his friend before daring to peek at you. You were regarding him with a stone-cold face, all the light in your eyes that had been there only moments before now extinguished. “Funny running into you here” “Only bottle shop open near Ben’s place” Joe shrugged, his stomach twisting into knots. Tension so thick it was practically as solid as the surrounding snowflakes settled over you. “I might just go in and grab the wine. Be out in a bit, love” Gwilym offered, trying (and failing) to keep his tone light. Joe couldn’t help but scowl as he pressed a quick kiss to the top of your head before ducking into the shop. “What are you doing here, Joe?” you asked, folding your arms tightly over your chest. “I came to spend the holidays with Ben. He’s not doing so great” your former best friend replied stiffly as he took in everything that had changed in the last year. Your hair was longer and a small gold charm he didn’t recognise was peeking out from the collar of your coat. His hands clenched when he realised it was probably a gift from Gwilym. “Ah, Emily” you nodded, kicking the snow gently with the toe of your boot. “And what are you doing here exactly? Shouldn’t you be in Scotland?” he asked, his words far more biting than he intended. “I’m spending the holidays with Gwilym” you replied stiffly, not raising your eyes from the footpath. “Meeting his family” you added quietly. “When exactly did this charming development occur?” Joe barked, anger flashing in his hazel eyes. “A couple of weeks after I moved, if it’s any of your business” you snapped back. Joe watched your eyes narrow dangerously. He knew better than to push you but he was so upset he just couldn’t help himself. “If you’re screwing one of my best friends I think it is my business” he shot back, his hands clenching so tightly in his pockets that his nails bit into his palms. “I’m not just screwing him, Joe!” you exclaimed, anger prickling up the back of your neck. “But I shouldn’t be surprised that you thought that. Sex is the only thing you want from someone, right?” Joe swallowed hard. He should have expected that. He deserved it really, but hearing it from you made it so much worse. It was as if all of the pain he’d caused you suddenly washed through his own body. “So…you love him?” the man in front of you asked after an awkward pause. You nodded. “Yes” “Petal, I’m –” “I don’t want to hear it” you interjected, the back of your eyes prickling uncomfortably. “You don’t deserve to apologise for what you did. You don’t deserve me, Joe” you murmured, the streetlight shining in the tears that were welling up in your eyes. A lead weight dropped into his stomach but he shook his head. “No, I don’t” he admitted and you watched the apple of his throat bob rapidly. He opened his mouth to continue but he was interrupted by the soft tinkling of the bottle shop’s bell as Ben and Gwilym stepped out onto the street each clutching a dark bottle. “(Y/N)!” Ben cried with far too much enthusiasm as he crunched through the snow to wrap you up in a tight hug. “What an unexpected surprise” “I’ll say” Joe muttered to himself, but a reproachful look from Gwilym had him shutting up with an embarrassed blush sweeping up his neck. “Are you coming to mine on Saturday?” Ben asked, his green eyes shining with excitement. “No, sorry Benny” you winced, “Kate’s down here visiting her girlfriend and they invited me over. It’s the first time I’m meeting Amira so I really couldn’t say no” “Alright” he conceded with a playful sigh. “But I want your word that you’ll visit before you head back up to Scotland” “Promise” you vowed, smiling weakly. “We better go, darling. We can’t keep your parents waiting” “Right you are, love” Gwilym replied, obviously eager for an excuse to leave. “I’ll see you boys later” “Behave!” Ben called out as the couple walked away, tucking the brown bottle under his arm to wave excitedly. Gwilym returned it with equal joy, but you could only manage a small half wave, your eyes still fixed on Joe. “Bye, petal” was his whispered reply as he watched you turn and walk away, hand in hand with your new love. And in that moment, Joe made a promise to himself. That as soon as you and Gwilym broke up he’d be there. To tell you what an idiot he’d been. That he’d loved you for longer than he wanted to admit but he was terrified of loosing you. That he’d do anything to have you back in his life. But he never got the chance. When he saw you again there was a glittering ring on your left hand and he realised he’d have to live with his mistake. Because really, it was all his fault. He’d ignored what was under his nose all along.

Can I request a fluffy Joe Mazzello x fem. reader long oneshot where it’s their daughter’s first birthday and they have a party for her at their house with Joe’s family, reader’s family and all of the Borhap cast there? Also, Joe is sitting on the floor opening his daughter’s presents with their daughter beside him and their baby helps him tear the wrapping paper off and she lights up at the presents she gets when Joe shows them to her and everybody takes pictures and just gushes over how cute she is?

(I got this idea from attending a 1st Birthday party a couple of days ago.) ☺️

Of course!! I will get started on it right away! I absolutely love this idea!