Fall Out Boy Imagines 3: Return of The Feels

Joe Imagine: Wrong

A/N: I was listening to Wrong by MAX while writing this. Idek what this came to TBH.

*Implied Sexual Content*

Joe's POV

(Y/N) slammed open the door to the tour bus, careful not to disconnect our kiss.

"The rest of the guys should be back soon." I panted against her sinful lips.

"Good." She smirked, reconnecting our bond. I smiled and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I carried her to the bunks. I was about to close the door when (Y/N) stopped me.

"The guys should be here any minute now." I reminded her.

"Nuhuh, leave it open." She said biting those ruby red lips. Once she did that, she definitely had me wrapped completely around her fingers.

"Whatever you say." I smiled. I pulled her back into a kiss as we fell into Pete's bunk.

"This is-" I started. She shushed me and took off my shirt. I moaned softly as she started to kiss my neck. Obviously I knew this was wrong. We're having sex with the door open in Pete's bunk. (Y/N) was just the type who doesn't give a shit. As soon as she pulled off her shirt and unhooked her bra, I couldn't give a shit either.

I heard its better when it feels wrong anyway.