Joe Keery Imagines

Late-Night Swim-Joe Keery

"I'm so tired," Joe whined. "I hate these tours."

I smiled as I listened to my boyfriend complain about his job over the phone. I pulled my blanket up more and readjusted the pillow on my lap.

"I know you do, baby," I sighed. "But just think - a couple more weeks and you'll be off for the whole summer."

"Which means I get to be with you. All. Summer. Long."

I bit my lip when Joe moaned. He's been away filming the new season for five months. We saw each other for barely two weeks before he left for another three months to go on his press tour.

Joe and I met on set during the first season of Stranger Things. I was working in the costume department for another one of Netflix's shows, Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt. We ran into each other all the time. Eventually, he asked me out. We've been dating ever since. About two years ago, Joe and I decided to move in together so we would see each other more.

"How's your shop going?" He asked, changing the subject.

"It's good," I shrugged. "I just got a new client. I guess I should say, clients. It's a bride and her entire bridal party."

"That's amazing, babe!" Joe chuckled. "Is this from that group of groomsmen you had last week?"

"It is," I said, blushing at the fact that he remembered.

A year ago, I left Netflix to open my own boutique. I specialize in alterations and random pieces I've made and decided to sell. It's going okay. The friends I've made through Netflix have really helped. They've had me alter their dresses and suits for their premieres and parties. Through them, they've connected me to their friends. Things are slowly blossoming.

"I'm so proud of you, Y/N," Joe said softly.

"Joe!" Someone yelled as they walked into wherever Joe was. "We're gonna be late, dude."

"You have to go?" I asked, my voice dropping.

"I'm sorry," he sighed. "I'll call you tonight?"

"I'll answer."

* * * * *

I looked around my empty shop, my eyes landing on my equally empty schedule. I glanced at the clock on my phone, my stomach sinking when I saw my wallpaper. It was a picture Joe and I took the day I opened my shop. We took the picture right before the shop officially opened.

I checked my schedule, smiling when I realized I could close down for a couple of days. My stomach did an excited flip as I opened a new tab on my computer and made the plans. That night, I was on my way to Chicago.

I got to the hotel the cast was staying at and checked in. I called Matt and he had a key waiting for me. I went upstairs and dropped off my stuff at Joe's room and washed up. A little while later, I headed down to the lobby. I only had to wait a few minutes before Joe and the rest of the Stranger Things cast walked in.

"Umm. . . Joe?" Gaten smirked when he noticed me before Joe did. "I think someone is here to see you?"

"What are you talking about?" The question got stuck in Joe's throat as he turned and saw me. His cast laughed as he ran over to me. I gasped when he picked me up and spun me around.

The second he put me on my feet, he pressed his lips to mine. I smiled as I slowly started kissing him back. We heard his castmates hoot and holler but we ignored them. I broke the kiss, breathing heavily as he stared at me.

"Hello to you too," I smirked.

"Hi," he whispered. He was about to lean in and press his lips back to mine but the kids started whistling and making jokes again.