Joe Keery Imagines

The Soccer Player and His Nanny Part 2-Joe Keery

Part 2 Requested by heartsfromcaro

Joe walked by Danny's room, his heart doing a weird flip when he saw Y/N playfully getting his son ready for bed. He stood in the doorway and watched as Y/N sang a funny song as she helped Danny put on his pajamas.

She looked up and smiled when she caught him watching her. She sent him a teasing wink before walking Danny into his bathroom. While Y/N helped Danny brush his teeth, Joe quickly went to his room and changed into a pair of jeans and a graphic t-shirt.

He couldn't help but check his appearance in the bathroom. He smiled when he realized that it's been a long time since he dressed to impress someone.

"Good night, Danny."

"Night, Y/N."

Joe held his breath as he heard Danny's bedroom door gently closed. He heard Y/N start to head downstairs but stopped at the top of the stairs. He walked out right as Y/N was about to walk into his room.

The two laughed as he closed the gap between each other and pressed their lips together. Y/N moaned as she wrapped her arms around his neck and he wrapped his around her waist.

"Joe," she gasped between kisses. Joe broke the kiss and started kissing her neck. She gasped again, quickly turning into a moan when he pushed her against the wall outside his room.

"Danny isn't asleep yet," Y/N stuttered. Joe finally pulled away from Y/N and reached up, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. His hand lingered as he gently rubbed his thumb against her cheek.

"You hungry?"

"I could eat," she shrugged. "I mean, I ate some Mac and Cheese with Danny but that's not super substantial for adults. . ."

Joe cut her off by gently kissing her. He broke the kiss, grabbed her hand, and led her downstairs. The two made dinner together and talked about their day. After doing the dishes, they retired to the couch and threw in a movie.

Halfway through the movie, neither one of them had their eyes on the screen. Instead, they were in the middle of a heavy makeout session. Joe grabbed Y/N's thighs and pulled her onto his lap. Joe was about to push them down onto the couch, but Y/N broke the kiss.

"I should probably go," Y/N said through her heavy breathing.

"You could stay here," Joe offered. Y/N sighed, looking down at her hands pressed to his chest.

"I can't," she whispered. "Danny runs into your room every morning. If he saw us in bed together. . . He shouldn't see us together, Joe."

Y/N hesitated before climbing off of Joe's lap. She sat next to him, nervously playing with her fingers. She cleared her throat, looking at a picture of Danny on the fireplace.

"We agreed when we first started dating that we wouldn't be too affectionate around Danny," Y/N said, not looking away from the picture. "We don't know what's going to happen with us."

"Y/N," Joe tried to interrupt but Y/N shook her head.

"We don't," she continued. "We have no idea if we're going to make it. The last thing I want to do is make him think that we're going to be a family just to set him up for disappointment if things don't go well. I don't want to get his hopes up."

"I understand," Joe sighed. He reached over and grab Y/N's hand. "I may not like it but. . . You're right. We shouldn't involve Danny until we know that we're going to work."

Y/N sighed as she leaned her head on his shoulder. Joe smiled as he leaned his head onto hers. They sat like that for a while before Y/N started to sit up.