#bensboyton writing

[bensboynton]

Hi! Can I request some Joe Mazzello x Male!reader? :3 Like fluffy smut haha Or just fluff, whatever you are comfortable with. n.n

omg yes of course! sorry this took so long been kind of procrastinating oops. 

reader is stressed out from uni work, so joe starts being his cute self and makes reader feel better :)

warnings: fluffy, swearing, suggestions of sex, unedited

word count: 811 (got slightly carried away)

still accepting requests:) just send an ask and i’ll try to write it asap

You angrily flipped through a section of your Psychology textbook, glancing at a paragraph on page 81 before furiously typing a few sentences into your laptop. Your professor just sent out an email pushing the due date for your six-page paper up four days; you hadn’t even started yet. 

Granted, this was your fault, you’ll be the first to admit that. You’ve always been a massive procrastinator. But it would’ve been nice to have the four extra days to look over and edit your paper. But, alas, you no longer had the luxury. 

The paper was due by midnight that day, and you were a little over one page in. You were in for a long night. 

You were so pissed off at your professor and his lame ass email. “I regret to inform you all that your papers on your assigned topics will be due today at midnight.” You almost screamed you were so annoyed. You wanted nothing more than to punch that asshole in the face.  

You heard the keys jingle in the door in your apartment, although you didn’t pay much attention. You were enthralled in the page you were reading, something about nonverbal communication when a pair of hands covers your eyes. 

Normally you'd go along with it, but you really just didn't have the time. "Joe, knock it off." You spoke as you pushed his hands away from your eyes. He was silent for a moment in response, almost out of shock. 

"Well someone's cranky today." You huffed, agreeing with his statement. "I can practically see the steam coming out of your ears," Joe mumbled from behind you as he walked into the kitchen. 

"My piece of shit professor wants this paper done tonight when the original due date was in four days." you huffed again, flipping through a page of your notes. "You should've seen me when I first got the email. I was livid." 

"Jesus, if whatever mood you're in right now isn't 'livid' I would've hated to be around when you got the email," he laughed, taking a seat at the table across from you, "what's this paper about anyway?" 

You took a few minutes to explain what you were writing, taking a pause every few moments while scanning your textbook for some more information. He was very patient, waiting until you got to a good break point to ask another question. 

"Well, seems to me like you got this paper in the bag. I'll leave you to it." He walked past you, giving you an affectionate kiss on the cheek, 

He got up to leave, grabbing a bag of pretzels and a can of soda on his way out, but as soon as he left you already missed his presence. You were four pages in as you checked your phone. 8 o'clock. You had plenty of time. 

You closed your laptop (after pressing the save button at least three times) and snuck over to your bedroom, and peaked through the crack in the door to see Joe leaning against the headboard of your shared bed. He had the bag of pretzels between his legs as he intently watched the TV screen on the opposite wall. 

You silently pushed open the door, making your way to the bed. You jumped on it suddenly, causing Joe to shift his focus from the Netflix show to you, laughing slightly as you struggled to push yourself up to crawl next to him. You sat beside him, resting your head on his shoulder. 

"Finished with your paper?" he inquired, wrapping his arm around you fondly. You shook your head, looking up into his deep brown eyes. 

"No, but I needed a break." you hummed in response, grabbing a pretzel and popping it into your mouth. He smiled at you, before letting his eyes drift back to the TV. 

"What would you like to watch? I heard the movie Dumplin' is pretty good. Supposedly it's a tear jerker."  

"Nah, doesn't sound interesting. I wanna watch you instead." There was a slight pause as Joe comprehended what you were saying. 

"Oh, wow. I'm blushing. Can you see me? I'm blushing. We can watch Undrafted, Borhap, or of course Jurassic Park if you'd like to see my humble beginnings-" you cut him off by smashing your lips against his. You pushed yourself up slightly and cupped the side of his face gently, placing your hand at the back of his neck and attempting to pull him closer. 

You both finally pulled away to take a breath of air. Joe's lips were swollen, his eyes blown with lust. "I now understand what you meant. You know, when you said you wanted to watch me."

You rolled your eyes dramatically, grinning slightly as you met his beautiful eyes again. 

"You're such an idiot."

"But I'm your idiot."

"Damn right you are."