Joey Jordinson x reader

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Imagine having a long day at work. You're underpaid, all you're coworkers are assholes to you, and they aren't giving you enough hours even though you keep on putting in requests for more.

Today your boss decided he was gonna make you do everything, things that aren't even in your job description. Cleaning the toilets, putting more paper into ever single printer (even on the floors you don't work on and it's a ten story building) and even making you run errands for him! Among many other things that you shouldn't have been doing.

You cried the whole way home. Your face stained in a mix of black eyeliner and mascara. Your hair thrown into a messy bun on top of your head. Your eyes burned from crying the entire hour long car ride. You cheeks are puffy and your foundation is rubbing off of your nose.

Your eyes burned from the hour long cry, and your head began hurting. You knew Joey would want to talk about it but you just weren't in the mood. You just wanted to lay in your bed, cuddled up with Joey and sleep while he plays with your hair.

Joeys sitting on the couch watching TV and waiting for you to get home. His face lights up once he sees you and he smiles big "Hey baby."..but then he realizes the state that you are in.

"Honey, what's wrong?" He walks to you and puts his hands on your shoulders.

You go to open your mouth but end up choking on a sob. "Aw love." And he pulls you into a hug. You lay your head on his shoulder and wrap your arms around him.

"My boss is a fucking asshole!" You yell into his shoulder. "He calls me names, him and everyone else there is mean to me. They make me do things that I wasn't hired to do! I wasn't hired to be a god damn personal assistant!"

"I'll fucking kill that guy." He mumbles against your head. This wasn't the first time you've come home and complained about them.

"Cmon darling let's go upstairs." He grabs onto your hand and guides you into the bathroom. He motions for you to sit down on the toilet seat, and he runs the bath water. He grabs your bubble bath soap, candles, and anything else you like to have in your baths.

"Here love it's warmed up for you."

You strip down out of your clothes and get into the bath, the warm water calming your tense muscles. You close your eyes and smile slightly as Joey pets your head.

"Is there anything else I can do for you?" He asks quietly.

"Hmm." I open my eyes, "You could get in with me." You smirk.

"Already on it." He quickly undresses and gets into the bath with you, holding you in his arms and rubbing your arm as he listens to you rant.

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