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burrowbarbie · 1 month ago

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warning: drinking, language, smut smut smut (didn't know y'all got it like that), MDNI!!!

“Oh my god, Hazel! I just finished my last class,” you yelled as you entered your dorm. The weight of school temporarily lifted off your shoulders, pushing away the lingering fear of finals. Hazel threw her hands up to congratulate you when you noticed someone sitting at your desk in the corner of your eye. Your head whipped over to see Ja'Marr waving at you. You placed your bag down and walked over to hug him.

“Hey! What are you doing here,” you greeted, a bit confused.

"We were just scheming,” Hazel said with a mischievous smile.

“As you know, this Saturday will be the SEC championship game against Georgia, which we’ll win. More importantly, Joe’s birthday is next week and we were thinking of doing one big party Saturday night. We’ve already rented out a club and now we’re just figuring out the details,” Ja'Marr explained.

“Aren’t you guys going to be tired,” you asked, worrying about the late game.

“We’ll just tough it out. We can sleep on the plane anyway, our flight is supposed to land at 10 and it won’t take long to drive back to campus, so we’ll probably get to the club around 11:30,” Ja'Marr said.

“What did you guys get him for his birthday,” you asked, stressed that you hadn’t purchased anything for Joe yet.

“I’m not sure what everyone else is getting, but I know Justin and his girlfriend, Nikki, are getting him something, and Hazel and I decided to go half on an AirBnB for y’all,” Ja'Marr shared, raising his eyebrows.

“And it’s 5 minutes away from the club and it’s not weird. We checked the reviews and you’ll have the whole house to yourself. No chances of you getting murdered,” Hazel said, throwing you a thumbs up.

“Joe might be murdering something, if you know what I mean,” Ja'Marr joked.

You and Hazel shot him a look.

“You know what, that was out of pocket. I apologize,” Ja'Marr said, stifling his laughter.

Your phone started buzzing. You answered it as Hazel and Ja'Marr went back to talking about Saturday. Joe’s voice greeted you from the other line.

“Hi Joe,” you greeted loudly, signaling to Hazel and Ja'Marr to stop talking.

“Hey to you too, what are you doing right now? I’m about to head over to your place,”

“You want to come over, right now?” you asked, repeating the question to see if they needed more time to plan.

Ja'Marr held up his hands, forming a one and a zero, and mouthed the words “minutes’. You nodded.

“Do you think you can come in like twenty minutes?”

“Yeah, that’s fine. Um, hey, we can talk about it more tonight, but the guys were thinking about going to a bar on Saturday when we came back from the game. I know it’s not your thing, but I wanted to see if you could come with me. It’ll be a good chance for everyone to meet you officially,” Joe rambled.

“You guys are going to a bar Saturday?”

“Yes, why are you repeating everything I’m saying?” Joe chuckled.

“Just to help me process. I don’t think I’ll make it on Saturday. Hazel invited me to go to her family’s this weekend and we’ll be back Sunday morning.”

“Oh. Well, that’ll be fun,” Joe replied, sounding dejected.

Ja'Marr and Hazel waved their hands, mouthing ‘what the hell’. You waved them off and continued your conversation.

“I’m sorry again, but I’m excited to see you,” you turn quickly, “I’ll make it up to you,” you whispered.

“I’m going to hold you to it, alright I’ll see you later,” Joe teased, hanging up.

You turned back around to find Hazel and Ja'Marr making gagging faces and you rolled your eyes in return.

“He doesn’t know about the club, so I thought it would be fun to surprise him. Now I have to find him a gift,” you groaned, as you sat on your bed.

“If you play your cards right, you probably won’t have to get him anything,” Ja'Marr insinuated.

Hazel scoffed and shot him an ugly look, but after a second she turned to you and nodded in agreement. You sighed and fell back on the bed as Hazel and Ja'Marr continued planning.

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“Go, go,” Nikki yelled, watching Justin run down the field. You and Hazel looked on in anticipation. You were all watching the game at the Airbnb. The three of you decided to watch the game there and get ready before the party tonight.

As you watched the game, your mind couldn't help but wander back to last week's game with Joe's parents. They made you feel included, discussing plays and making you feel comfortable. A pang of regret hit you as you realized all the games and memories you missed by staying in your dorm.

Hazel shook your shoulders, bringing you back to the present moment. On-screen, you saw Joe evade two Georgia players and throw the ball to Justin. Your heart swelled with pride and admiration as you watched him play.

“There’s your man,” Hazel teased, nudging you.

As you guys continued to watch LSU dominate Georgia, you felt nervous as the night grew closer. Hazel could see your tension and got up to go to the kitchen. She pulled out a bottle of tequila and some small party shot glasses. Dancing her way back to the living room, Nikki laughed and cheered as you giggled. You didn’t enjoy drinking too much, but it was always a good time with her. She poured the shots and the clock was seconds away from ending the fourth quarter, she handed you each a cup. You raised your cups as the game ended and quickly downed your shot. Your face winced as the alcohol burned your throat.

Hazel clapped her hands together, “Alright ladies, let’s get ready.”

She had promised with all certainty that she had found the perfect outfit for tonight, and to trust her. But as she revealed a gold, metallic mini dress with an open back and matching heels, you couldn't help but laugh in disbelief.

“Hazel, it’s like forty degrees outside,” you argued.

“Duh, that’s why I got you this,” she countered, holding up a white faux fur shawl.

“What is that supposed to do?”

“Grandma, we’re going to be outside for like 5 minutes, the club will keep you warm! Joe will keep you warm,” she insisted, exasperated. Nikki laughed behind her and motioned you to sit down so she could do your hair.

You and Hazel continued to argue throughout the process before she shoved the dress in your arms, pushing you into the restroom and closing the door.

“Just try it on,” she yelled annoying.

Arguments between you and Hazel were rare, but when they did happen, they were usually over nothing serious. You took off your clothes and admired the dress hanging in front of you. It was beautiful, but with the weather outside, you couldn't imagine wearing it. As you slipped into the dress, you felt alluring, admiring how it hugged your curves. Curious about how much skin it revealed, you turned to look at your back and let out a gasp before quickly turning back around. This was the most revealing outfit you had ever worn, but you couldn't help feeling confident in it. Just as you heard a knock on the door, Hazel's voice asked for permission to come in.

“I fucking knew it,” she smirked and Nikki followed up behind her.

“You look so good,” Nikki gushed, causing you to blush.

“Let me do your make up,” Hazel commanded, motioning you to sit on top of the toilet.

“I appreciate you doing this for me,” you said, looking up at her gratefully.

“It's no problem at all,” she replied with a cheerful smile, as if your previous disagreement had never happened. Hazel loved how you were, but sometimes she wanted to push you out of your comfort zone. As she finished applying your makeup, she asked about your plans for the evening and informed you of some items she had discreetly slipped into your bag.

“I didn't know if you had packed condoms or if Ja'Marr had put some in Joe's bag, so I added some in the small pocket. I also saw what else you had packed in there,” she winked at you.

Before you could respond, Nikki walked into the room. “Justin just texted me that their flight landed.”

“Perfect timing,” Hazel exclaimed as she completed your makeup. Everyone quickly checked themselves in the mirror before grabbing their shoes and bags to head out.

“You can leave anything you want in the other room. Joe and I can bring it back on Monday,” you offered as they gathered their belongings and left the room with a thank you. You placed your bag on the bed and searched through its contents, finding the condoms and your vibrator in a small pocket. You set them on the bedside table, not sure if you needed them but wanting to have them just in case.

Returning to the living room, Hazel raised a shot glass to you. “It's going to be a great night,” she toasted.

You quickly downed your shot and slipped on your heels as Nikki announced that the Uber was arriving. You wrapped the shawl around your shoulders as you stepped out into the chilly night, giving Hazel a look before she hugged you and laughed.

The Uber dropped you off in front of the club, and you thanked the driver as you got out. Hazel walked ahead to talk to the bouncer, who asked to check your bags and IDs. She explained that the club still allowed those under 21 inside, but they would be marked so they couldn't buy drinks themselves. As you made your way inside, the place was already packed with other students.

“I’m going to get us drinks, stay here,” Nikki informed you, disappearing into the crowd. Hazel stood beside you, casually dancing to the music.

“We reserved the section up there for us and the guys,” she pointed out. You looked up and saw a few people scattered around the slightly empty area.

Nikki came back and handed everyone a drink. She started making her way to the bodyguard who allowed you guys upstairs. The second floor was quieter, with tables and couches spread out for guests. There was even a private bartender serving limited drinks. You took off your shawl and set it down with your purse on one of the couches as Hazel made her way around to greet everyone there. Standing by the railing, you watched people dancing below. Nikki joined you at the rail to watch with you.

Your heart raced as you saw Ja'Marr walk in, throwing a quick signal to the DJ. You heard Hazel laugh behind you as ‘Get the Gat’ started playing. You leaned against the rail and watched as the guys walked in and you saw him. He was dressed casually, in a black bomber jacket and white shirt underneath, jeans, and an LSU cap donned on his head. Smiling, you watched him greet people and dance as he weaved through the crowd. Ja'Marr looked up and saw you, smiling and jokingly pointing at Joe. You immediately turn to Hazel.

“I feel sick, I don’t know if I can do this.”

“Oh my god, you’re fine,” she said, grabbing your arms, “here, finish your drink.”

You took a sip of your drink and turned to see a group of people entering the space. Your heart started racing when you spotted Joe among them. As his eyes scanned the room, they locked with yours. You mouthed a small "hi" and couldn't stop smiling. Joe weaved through the crowd towards you and you noticed a delicate gold chain around his neck.

"What are you doing here? I thought you couldn't make it," he asked in disbelief, pulling you into a hug. Then he pulled back to get a better look at you.

“I just thought it would be nice to surprise you,” you admitted, watching how his eyes scanned over your body. He’s never seen you in anything like this and it made him forget about the party, and even winning the game tonight.

He led you over to one of the couches, briefly introducing you to a few people on the way. As he sat down, he pulled you right next to him and placed a hand on your thigh, gently rubbing it as he continued staring at you in your dress.

"You are so beautiful," he whispered as he squeezed your thigh and pressed his lips against yours hungrily. You were taken aback by his show of physical affection. He pulled away and looked at you with darkened eyes.

"Come on, man, we just got here," Justin joked, handing Joe a beer.

Joe just smiled and took a sip. You gently lifted the chain from around his neck and examined it closely

“When did you get this? It’s nice.”

“It was a gift from Justin and Nikki,” he answered.

“I like it,” you say placing the chain back on his chest. Joe's hand began to slowly trail up your thigh, causing you to give him a warning look that made him laugh. All he could think about was how gorgeous you looked and how badly he wanted everyone to leave so he could have you all to himself. You asked him about the game and listened as he excitedly recounted his best plays.

Hazel walked up, handing you and Joe a shot, “Congratulations,” she shouted. As you took your shots, you felt a warm buzz settle over you.

“I’m going downstairs to dance, did you guys want to come,” Hazel asked. Surprisingly you were eager to dance, but before you could respond, Joe shook his head.

"Have fun,” you called after her.

“I will,” she shot you a wink as Ja'Marr trailed behind her.

You and Joe laughed as you watched them walk away. A few songs passed, as people came to talk with Joe and congratulate him on the game. You guys were talking when you heard ‘Wild Thoughts’ come on.

“Just this one,” you pleaded.

You stood up and pulled Joe downstairs towards the dancefloor, persuading him to join you. The two of you made your way into the group, and you turned to face him. You swayed to the music, impressed by Joe's dancing. As the music pulsed through your body, you turned away from Joe and continued moving, feeling his hands wrap around your hips and pull you closer. With your hands on top of his, you moved together perfectly. Joe was unable to believe how amazing it felt to have you dancing against him like this.

You tilted your head up to meet his gaze and placed your hand on his cheek, pulling him down for a kiss. As the music changed, his hold on your hips tightened.

"Let’s go," you whispered in his ear. Joe glanced at his phone to check the time.

"Yeah, I think we've been here long enough," he agreed, eager to leave with you. "Let's grab your things and say goodbye to everyone real quick."

Together, you climbed the stairs to gather your belongings. Joe said goodbye to Ja'Marr and he mentioned the Airbnb they had arranged for both of you.

"I think it was the dress that did it, but who knows," Hazel teased, referencing your sudden departure. You laughed as you hugged her tightly before turning to hug Nikki.

"Will you let me know when you guys get home?" you asked.

"Of course, now go on, your ride is waiting," Nikki winks, pushing you towards Joe. He immediately took your hand and led you downstairs and out of the club towards his car.

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"Oh, wow. This place is nice," Joe murmured as he looked around the room.

You locked the door behind you, feeling the lingering effects of alcohol wearing off. Your feet felt rooted to the ground as you watched him take in the surroundings. Joe leaned back against the couch, resting his hands on the backrest, and looked at you, waiting for you to say something.

"We watched the game here," you blurted out. You couldn't seem to shake off the nerves that had taken hold of you.

"Come here," Joe beckoned with a small wave, his voice low and smooth. Suddenly finding your footing again, you walked over to him.

"Why are you so nervous?" he murmured, one hand sliding down to rest on your waist while the other cupped your cheek,"Hmm?"

"I'm not," you whispered, feeling a slight jolt run through your body as his hands roamed down to your hips and then further down to your ass. You bit your lip, unable to tear your gaze away from his lips. All you wanted was to feel them on yours.

"Then kiss me," he smirked, raising an eyebrow in challenge. You leaned in closer, your lips now centimeters away from his.

"Not here," pulling away reluctantly, you took his hand and led him to the bedroom. Joe could feel himself growing harder with each step, anticipation coursing through his veins. He couldn't wait any longer.

You pointed towards the bed as you walked towards the restroom, indicating for Joe to sit down. "Yes ma'am," he responded playfully, watching as you disappeared into the bathroom.

In the restroom, you rummaged through your bag and pulled out a dark purple babydoll set. The sheer fabric left little to the imagination, with delicate lace flowers on the bra and a small bow in the center. The matching thong was simple, with a small bow on the waistband. Hazel had helped you pick it out, deeming it the perfect birthday present. As you slipped out of your dress and into the lingerie, you couldn't help but stare at yourself in the mirror. You could already imagine Joe's reaction when he saw you, his hands roaming over every curve of your body.

Joe had taken off his shoes and shirt, leaving only his pants on. He looked over at the nightstand and noticed a few condoms and a small toy that you had set out. Sitting back on the bed, he waited impatiently for you to come out of the restroom. Feeling a sense of urgency and desire, he lightly palmed himself through his pants.

"You couldn't wait for me," cooing playfully, you walked up to Joe with a sultry smile on your lips. He couldn't find any words as you placed your arms around his shoulders. Running a thumb over one of your nipples, he admired how the lace flowers covered your chest. "Keep this on," his voice was husky with desire as he lifted up the hem of your top and pulled down your panties in one swift motion.

He looked up at you with a mischievous look in his eyes, locking gazes as he ran his fingers over your clit and then slipping them inside you. You moaned as you tangled your fingers in his hair, unable to contain the pleasure rushing through your body. "I can't believe how wet you are. What's gotten you so worked up, baby?" Joe teased, his lips placing soft kisses on your stomach.

"Fuck, wait," you groaned, gripping onto his forearm, "I want to make you feel good first." Joe looked at you with a mixture of surprise and arousal as you got down on your knees. Biting his lip, he couldn't help but imagine how perfect your lips would look around him.

You demanded for him to stand up, your voice filled with a sense of urgency. You quickly unbuckled his belt and pants, eagerly pulling them down along with his underwear. Your hand wrapped around him, tracing the length of his size. Your thumb glided over the head, causing a slight hiss to escape his lips. You couldn't help but lick your lips in anticipation as you pressed your mouth against him, silently preparing yourself. As you took him in, the sound of a low groan escaped Joe's mouth, lost in the pleasure of the feeling of your tongue. You locked your eyes with him as you moved your head up and down his length. You wrapped a hand around the base, pumping him as you sucked. Joe's hands tangled themselves in your hair as he gripped onto it tightly. As he slowly thrust his hips, he whispered for confirmation if this was okay for you. With an eager nod, you resumed your actions, taking him deeper into your mouth and opening your legs wider to massage your throbbing clit.

As Joe increased the pace of his movements, tears threatened to spill from your eyes as he hit the back of your throat.

"Fuuuuck me, you’re doing so good" he groaned, overcome with sensations. Suddenly, he pulled away from you and stared at your teary eyes and spit covered mouth as you smiled up at him.

"I have to fuck you," Joe whispered urgently before pulling you up and throwing you onto the bed. He climbed on top of you and spread your legs open with his knee before reaching over to grab a condom. You informed him that you were already on birth control, but still wanted to respect his choices. You couldn't help but hope he would want to continue without one. He nodded and returned to you, letting you know that he was okay without one.

"Can I be on top?" you asked nervously, unsure if you were ready for him to fill you completely. Joe could only think about how lucky he was as he laid back and watched you straddle him. You guided him towards your aching core, feeling the intense fullness as you slowly slid down onto him. Gasping in pleasure, you took him all in and began to move up and down at a slow pace. Joe's hands squeezed your waist as you both relished in the feeling.

"Does it feel good? Are you okay?" he asked, always concerned about your pleasure and well-being. All you could do was nod, your movements becoming faster as you rocked forward to grind yourself against him. The fluttering in your chest grew more intense, overwhelmed by the pure pleasure and Joe's constant attention to your needs. As the pleasure continued to build, you couldn't help but express it.

"You're such a good boy, Joe," you moaned, increasing the speed. These words only added to Joe's own pleasure, unable to resist begging for more.

"Faster," he pleaded, trying to hold back from bucking his hips into yours too forcefully.

With a sly smirk, you slowed down once again and leaned your chest onto his, teasingly slowing down your movements yet again.

"Do you feel like you deserve it?" you whispered into his ear, sucking on his earlobe.

"Please," he whimpered in response, feeling helpless.

"Why?" you teased further, showering kisses along his jawline before lightly nipping at the skin underneath. His answer came out in a choked voice filled with desperation. "Because...I'm a good boy."

Joe let out a deep groan as he felt you clench around him. His hands focused on your thighs, rubbing them as you sat back up on top of him. He moaned in pleasure as you began to bounce up and down on his cock. He couldn't tear his eyes away from you, mesmerized by the way your body moved above him.

Desperately wanting to explore every inch of you, Joe reached up and pulled down the straps of your top, revealing your breasts for him to see. He couldn't help but feel intoxicated by the sight. Part of him wanted to take control and be on top, but he loved watching you on top of him.

Feeling overwhelmed with desire, Joe pulled you down towards him and wrapped his arms tightly around your torso.

"I need to be on top," he whispered huskily in your ear. Before you knew it, you were lying on your back with Joe hovering over you, his chain dangling close to your face.

You locked eyes with him as his lips found yours once again, his thrusts becoming deeper and more intense. You moaned into his mouth as he bottomed out inside of you, hitting all the right spots and making your body quiver in pleasure.

"It's like you were made for me," Joe whispered between kisses. Feeling a surge of desire, he grabbed one of your legs and threw it over his shoulder, eager to feel even deeper inside of you. He reached for the headboard, hoping to find some stability. Your eyes watched as he disappeared inside of you. They trailed up to drink in the sight of him, his eyes closed and bottom lip tucked into his mouth. You stared at his arm, watching the muscles flex as his grip on the headboard tightened.

As he thrusted into you, he would quickly grind against your clit. You were desperate for constant stimulation, so you reached over to the bedside table and grabbed your vibrator. Nervously, you motioned towards it.

"That's so sexy," he replied, slowing down his pace. You turned on the toy and pressed it against your clit, moaning as waves of pleasure washed over you.

Joe stifled a moan and his breathing became even heavier. He lowered himself onto you, wrapping one arm around your back and clutching your shoulder while using the other to support himself against the bed. The added pressure of his body against yours and his relentless thrusts had a growing ball of pleasure building up in your lower abdomen.

Confessing your thoughts to Joe, you admitted, "You're all I can think about when I do this to myself." Your mind was clouded as you felt yourself getting closer and closer to the edge.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me," Joe groaned in response, his thrusts becoming even more erratic as he bit down on your shoulder. Your lower body started twitching with anticipation, feeling as if the climax was just within reach.

"I think I'm going to cum," you choked out, feeling the ball release and unravel inside of you. Joe couldn't even respond as he let out a low cry, releasing himself inside of you. Your back arched as you reached your high, the pleasure pulsing through every inch of you. As soon as it became too much to handle, you reached to remove the vibrator.

As you both came down from their highs, Joe's thrusts slowed down until he gently pulled out of you and rolled over onto his back. Breathing heavily, he placed one arm over his eyes while trying to catch his breath. You rolled over next to him, placing small kisses along his chest.

"Just give me a second," Joe laughed breathlessly.

Your hands slowly traced lines up and down his chest, feeling the rise and fall of his breath as goosebumps rose in their trail. Joe pulled you closer to him, his heart racing with a mix of emotions. He wanted to express just how amazing and special that moment was for him. How connected he felt to you, more deeply than he had ever felt with anyone else before.

"That was incredible. Thank you," you shared, breaking the silence. Joe's heart felt full at your sentiment.

“I can't even put into words how much that meant to me," he replied, placing a tender kiss on your forehead. Your body melted into his, feeling safe and warm in his arms.

As you listened to the steady rhythm of Joe's heartbeat, you noticed an odd feeling of liquid run down your thigh.

"I think I'm going to shower," you explained shyly, blushing as you pulled away from him.

"Let me help," he teased playfully, trailing behind you with a sly grin on his face.

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As you walked into your dorm and dropped your bags, stretching your arms up, looking around as if anything would change from the few days you were gone. Thanksgiving break was quick, but you enjoyed the time with your family. They caught you up with everything that was going on in their lives and asked you about your classes, Hazel, and if you had met anyone yet. You didn’t want to get into too much detail, but you did share that you had started seeing someone. Someone that you couldn’t wait to get back to.

Feeling a sudden urge to hear his voice, you pulled out your phone and dialed Joe’s number.

“Hey beautiful,” Joe greeted affectionately.

You blushed, “How are you? I missed you.”

“I’m good. I missed you too. Are you busy tonight?”

“No, I was just going to study.”

“Studying can wait, I’m coming to get you at 6.”

“What’s the occasion?” you asked curiously.

“I just want to take you to dinner tonight,” Joe explained.

“That sounds nice, I’ll see you at 6. Is there anything specific that I should wear?”

“You’ll look great in whatever you wear, maybe a dress?”

“A dress it is. Bye, Joe.”

“Bye,” Joe said softly before hanging up.

Excitement and nerves bubbled up inside of you as you quickly went to take a shower, wondering where Joe was taking you and what you should wear. He had always shared every detail of your plans, even if it was just lying down and watching a movie. You felt first-date nervous all over again.

Back in your dorm, you dried your hair and threw on some clothes. You decided to Facetime Hazel.

“Hey, girl!” Hazel greeted, a small face in the background kept peeking over her shoulder to see what she was doing.

“Get out of my room,” she huffed and turned back to you, “What’s going on?”

“Joe is taking me out tonight, but he didn’t say where. Only that I should think about wearing a dress.” You explained.

“Ooooooo, how sweet. What were you thinking about wearing?” Hazel asked excitedly.

“I was wondering what you thought about that violet silk dress that I have,” you shared as you stood to grab it from your closet. The dress had a cowl neck and was gathered at the hip, giving it a flattering fit. It stopped by your calf with a slit going halfway towards the gather.

“Oh, my gosh. Yes! Grab those black heels from my closet and mwah, you will look stunning. As far as accessories, anything gold will look perfect. I know you have some nice pieces, but feel free to look through my box.”

“Thank you for being my friend. I appreciate all your help.”

“I think we’re going to be stuck with each other forever, so save the thank you’s for later,” Hazel replied.

You laughed and asked her about her break. She recounted stories and shared some hometown drama with you as you did your makeup and styled your hair. Hazel could always make you laugh, so you had to redo your eyeliner and lipstick a few times.

“And then she said, that’s why you’re broke and your wife left you,” Hazel wheezed out between laughs.

You couldn't help but giggle at her contagious laughter. You glanced at the clock and saw that it was almost 6.

“Oh shit, Hazel. I gotta go. I still have to put my dress on.”

“You look so beautiful! Have a good night,” she said and winked before ending the call.

You changed out of your clothes and threw on your dress. You ran your hands over trying to smooth out any wrinkles. You were analyzing yourself in the mirror when a knock on the door brought you back to Earth.

As you opened the door, Joe stood on the other side. Your eyes traveled down his tall, muscular frame, taking in every detail of his outfit. He wore a sleek black sports coat over a light blue button-up shirt, tucked into perfectly pressed black slacks with a black belt around his waist. A duffel bag was slung over his shoulder.

"Hi," you greeted, your voice suddenly feeling small under his intense gaze.

"You look stunning," he complimented with a slight bite to his lip.

"Thank you, come in! I just need to put on my shoes, jewelry and grab a jacket. Since someone decided to come early," you teased, playfully scolding him.

Joe checked his phone and sighed, "It's already 5:58."

"And if I had those extra two minutes, I would have been completely ready," you replied as you slipped on your shoes. "What's with the bag?"

"Ah, Ja'Marr is throwing a party at our place tonight and I'm just looking to relax tonight," Joe explained as he pulled out two small boxes from his bag.

"Come here real quick," he motioned for you to join him on the bed. As you went to sit next to him, he pulled you into his lap and rested his hand lightly on your back as he spoke again.

"My parents are joining us for dinner tonight," he shared, searching your face for any reaction. You took a deep breath and looked down at the ground, unsure of how to respond. Joe gently lifted your chin with one hand so that you were looking directly at him.

"I only want you to go if you're going as my girlfriend," he admitted softly.

You pushed his shoulder playfully, "Are you asking me to be your girlfriend officially, or do you just need a girlfriend for the night?"

He rolled his eyes and smirked, "Officially. It sounded more romantic in my head. But first, open these," he handed you the two small boxes.

Curious, you opened the smaller box first and found a delicate gold bracelet with a 'J' charm in the center. Joe took it from you and wrapped his arms around you to place the bracelet, clasping it onto your right wrist. You opened your mouth to thank him before he handed you the larger box.

"Open this one too," he said, his voice laced with excitement.

Inside was a gold necklace with a small blue-violet stone. Joe brushed your hair out of the way to assist you in putting the necklace on. Goosebumps formed on your skin at the touch of his fingers against your neck. He leaned in to place a kiss on your bare shoulder.

"It's my birthstone," he shared, tracing the outline of the necklace with his finger.

"I love them, Joe. I feel...like I belong to you," you whispered, feeling vulnerable.

"Because you do," he murmured, placing his hand behind your neck and pulling you into a deep kiss. Your lips moved in perfect sync as you caught his bottom lip between yours, playfully tugging on it before pulling away. You giggled at the smudge of lipstick left on his mouth and wiped it off with your thumb.

"Let me finish getting ready," you said, attempting to stand up when Joe wrapped both arms around you, holding you in place.

"You never answered," he reminded you softly.

"I'm sorry, I thought accepting the jewelry and kissing you was my answer," you teased.

"I want to hear you say it," Joe locked eyes with yours, making it impossible for you to look away.

"I'm your girlfriend," you declared, placing a small kiss on his nose.

"Good," Joe whispered with a satisfied smile.

As you stood, Joe's arms relaxed. His hands brushed against your waist before boldly squeezing your ass. You playfully swatted his hands away, feeling a thrill run through you at the physical attention he was giving you. In the mirror, you put on your earrings and touched up your makeup,

“Alright, I’m ready,” you informed Joe as you put on a vintage black leather jacket and grabbed your purse.

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Joe guided you into the restaurant, his hand on your back. The atmosphere was cozy and intimate, with dim lighting and soft music playing in the background. Your heart raced as Joe pointed out the table where his parents were waiting for you. Sensing your nervousness, Joe took your hand and intertwined your fingers with his.

"Don't worry," he whispered reassuringly, "They're going to love you."

As you walked towards the table, Joe's parents stood up to greet you both with warm smiles on their faces.

"Y/n, these are my parents, Robin and Jim,” he introduced, “Mom, Dad, this is Y/n, my girlfriend.”

"It's so nice to finally put a face to the name," Robin said as she walked over to you. Instead of shaking hands, she embraced you in a hug. You were surprised at first but quickly hugged her back.

"I love your necklace," Robin complimented as she pulled away.

"Thank you so much. Joe gave it to me," you smiled while holding onto the necklace.

"Well, someone has good taste," she teased before inviting everyone to sit down.

As the conversation flowed throughout dinner, Joe placed his hand on your knee and gave it a gentle squeeze every now and then to provide comfort. His parents asked about your hometown, family, school, and how you and Joe met. You pretended not to notice Joe watching you intently out of the corner of your eye, his fingers lightly touching his lips. As the food came out, you asked his parents about the game.

"Are you excited for the game tomorrow?" you asked them.

"Absolutely! We can't wait to watch LSU win again. We're so proud of Joe," Jim shared between bites of food.

You looked over at Joe with a smile widening across your face, but something seemed off in his expression. 'I'll have to ask him about it later,' you thought to yourself.

“You know, y/n hasn’t been to a game yet,” Joe shared, changing the subject. You looked over at him, seeing a small smirk form on his lips. His parents insisted that you sit with them at the game and you accepted gratefully.

As dinner came to an end, you and Joe walked his parents out to their car. Before they left, Robin handed you her phone and asked for your number.

"Don't forget to text me your dorm information," she reminded you, "We'll come pick you up for the game."

"I will for sure. Thank you so much for tonight, it was great meeting you both," you remarked.

You waved them off as they drove away, walking back to Joe's car. He opened the door for you and jogged over to the driver's side. The ride back to your dorm was peaceful and quiet. You couldn't read Joe's thoughts, but you were relieved that the night had gone well. As he pulled into the parking lot, he turned to look at you.

"I'm glad you got along with my parents," he said sincerely, "Thank you for joining us tonight."

"Of course," you whispered back.

As you entered your dorm, you and Joe walked to the bathroom to get ready for bed. You brushed your teeth and washed the makeup off your face. Back in your dorm, you both changed. He remained shirtless but threw on some grey shorts. You put on one of Joe’s oversized LSU shirts he left a while back.

“This looks familiar,” he teased, pulling you into bed.

“It’s my boyfriend’s, maybe you know him?” you played along.

He laughed and wrapped his arms around you, kissing you on top of your head.

“Did you want to watch anything,” you asked, reaching for the remote.

“I think I just want to go to bed,” Joe said.

You set the remote down and placed your head on his chest, looking up at him.

“I wanted to ask you something about tonight. I noticed that when your dad was talking about you playing, your mood shifted a bit. Is everything okay,” you asked.

Joe sighed, his eyes shifting to the ceiling, “Do you think we can talk about this later? I’m tired and I should rest for tomorrow.”

“Yeah, that’s fine,” you went to turn your lamp off.

Despite feeling wide awake, you hesitated to use your phone or turn on the TV. His words from earlier kept replaying in your mind, causing a mix of emotions. Part of you wanted to give him space, but the other part of you wanted to be there for him and help him through his struggles. Time seemed to tick by slowly as you struggled with conflicting thoughts before your eyes grew heavy.

“Are you awake,” Joe whispered.

“Yeah,” you responded.

Joe let out a big sigh and you grabbed his arm, placing small kisses along it as you waited for him to talk.

“I’m terrified the night before a game. I feel like there is so much riding on me to perform. I finally have my chance and I can’t lose it. People took a chance on me, y’know? I know they mean well, but when people share how excited they are to see me play, I get anxious that I won’t do well. I don’t want to disappoint anyone, including my parents,” Joe admitted, his voice slightly cracking.

You remained quiet, taking it all in. Joe always had such a calm, nonchalant attitude about everything. You never knew the stress he was under with the way he carried himself. You ran your hand over his chest, hoping to soothe him before you could muster the words to say.

“I’m sorry to throw this on you so late, but I feel so lucky that I finally have someone to share this with,” Joe added.

"Thank you for sharing this with me. I think it’s normal to feel afraid before a game, it shows how much you care. You love football and whenever you’re on the field, you can see it. People are excited to see that, watch you make split-second decisions on who to pass it to and outmaneuver the opposite team. Winning is important, but even if you lose, the people who matter won’t be upset with you. They’ll still be there to support you, comfort you, and pick you up to be successful next time,” you reassured him, hoping to ease Joe’s nerves.

“I think I have something that will make you feel better,” you got out of bed and flashed your phone light, rummaging through your bins. You pulled out an old star projector your mom got you a few years back to help soothe you when you couldn’t sleep at night. You plugged in the projector as fading stars lined your ceiling.

"Let me hold you," you demanded, pulling Joe closer to your body. Despite the small size of your bed, you both managed to fit comfortably as you intertwined your limbs and nestled into each other. You snaked your fingers through his hair.

As you gazed up at the stars on your ceiling, Joe whispered softly. "Thank you for listening to me and being here for me."

You leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on top of his head. His breathing deepened and his head grew heavier against your chest as he fell asleep. In that moment, you wanted nothing more than to stay like this forever: holding him close, taking care of him.

But as your eyes grew heavy, you let yourself drift off into sleep. You pulled Joe tighter to you as you closed your eyes and let the quiet comfort consume you.

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