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2023-07-24
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vibrating the bed became a swirling vortex

Summary:

Joe Hawley one-shots and smut-shots.

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Hi guys! first fic :) critisism is appreciated but like please dont judge the ship its comforting for me so dont lash out please ok enjoy!!

Chapter 1: Starry Night

Summary:

You and Joe are at the top of a hill, stargazing. this chapter is mainly fluff but I'll write some smut eventually :)

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"It's such a beautiful night out, isn't it, darling?"

The sound of his voice awakens you from the light slumbers you are indulging in as you lay on top of his chest. His hands are placed on top of your back, rubbing small circles on your spine. Your face is buried in his neck. He smells of pine needles and mahogany.

As your boyfriend Joe said, it is a stunning night out. The stars are illuminating the surrounding area that you two are laying in. You let out a slight grumble and move your head so you are looking directly at him. You push your hair out of your face and briefly adjust your top so it falls back into place correctly. Then, your focus adjusts to his face. His eyes are reflecting the light from the stars above so you see millions of flecks of light as you stare into his eyes. You reach up to put your hand on his neck and you feel the scratch of his stubble. 

"Hello, sweetheart," Joe whispers. "I was wondering when you would wake up. I didn't want to wake you, you look like an angel when you sleep." Even after a year of dating him, he never fails to make you blush. Your cheeks begin to grow red. 

"Joe," You rasp. "I just woke up, I probably look hideous. I don't know what you see in me." You sigh, still drowsy from your nap. You rub your eyes and see him more clearly. 

"Love, it doesn't matter to me. You are perfect in my eyes." He continues to make you flustered, but you are beginning to get used to that flutter in your stomach whenever Joe Hawley compliments you. It's so strange to think that you are dating Joe Hawley. You kiss him ever so softly on his lips and you taste the mint chapstick he is wearing. He kisses your temple. "Go back to sleep, darling," he says

You lay your head on top of his chest and you feel his hands move down to your ass. "Joe," You reprimand him. "I'm not having sex with you on a farm." 

He smirks and shushes you. You move  your head so your ear is on top of his chest. You hear the gentle thump of his heartbeat and are lulled back into a peaceful sleep until Joe takes you into his arms and carries you back to the car. You can't believe your luck.