#im crossfaded as fick

[anchoeritic]

we have jealous reader now can we get jealous joellllll😜

stealing you away from the rest of the crowd was the first thing he wanted to do. his anger rose with each swift turn you took, twirling around with a guy he’d never seen before. the crinkles around your eyes, the genuine smile had him infuriated. don’t get him started on how his hands were all over you. it was the first thing he noticed, besides the obvious smirk on the guy’s face.

joel was mad. he was jealous. he looked stupid with his eyebrows all furrowed, arms crossed while you two went back and forth around the dance floor. “this is fuckin’ ridiculous,” he mumbles under his breath, “goddamn ridiculous.” if it wasn’t for the music blaring from the speakers, you probably would’ve heard him, but your eyes were only set on him. you saw the way he mouthed the words. with the shake of his head, he takes a full swig of his beer, slamming the bottle on the counter in front of him.

“you’re going to be the death of me.” it didn’t take long for him to make his way over to you with an angry look on his face, ready to pull you right out of the hands of another man. you wouldn’t have noticed him if it wasn’t for your dance partner accidentally pushing you back onto him. the firmness of his chest caught you first, followed by the tight grip of his arms around your waist. “you done dancin’ ‘round with him? well, you are now. let’s go.”