Joe Morrow x Reader Joe Morrow x Percy Marks
Note: just a little something I wrote about Drew’s new movie where he plays my beloved Joe. I’m obsessed with Deep cuts, I saw this picture, and this was born. I needed to put this somewhere other than my brain so it’s for you. This is sort of Joe x reader but not really? Like insert yourself if you wish.
Joe is the kind of handsome that you’d find on a movie screen. He’s beautiful, sure, but he’s also magnetic. The pull is so strong from the moment she lays eyes on him up on stage. He’s good. Really good. His stage presence, his voice. She falls almost instantly.
They met outside one of his London shows. She had gone up to him, told him that his band was great, that he was great, he had thanked her, asked to buy her a drink and taken her back to his hotel. After that night, she had basically become a professional groupie. She followed him around Europe, watched as he performed night after night, sweaty and glistening. A dream. He’d fall off that stage right into her arms.
In retrospect she probably fell in love with Joe somewhere in a dingy bar in Italy, smoke filled lungs and false promises falling from his lips.
Now, he’s left back to America. Working towards the goal of capturing the hearts of that world. And her. Percy. His muse, the girl he can’t move on from. The girl he told her about at three in the morning on a too small tour bus after a few too many drinks. The girl he’s been in love with for years but won’t allow himself to be with. Something about her being too important and not wanting to ruin the art.
When Joe first spoke of Percy, she realized that she had never seen him light up talking about anything, not even music, the way he lit up talking about her. How she influenced his music, how she’s his biggest critic, mean about it and unapologetic, and how he wouldn’t change it for the world. How he misses her more than anything.
That’s the day she also realized she never stood a chance. Not against Percy. She might’ve beat out the other groupies or girls or fans. But never Percy.
If she were a bigger person she would tell him to go for it, to let himself love Percy and be loved by her. But she stays quiet in hopes that maybe one night, one day, one moment, he realizes he’s in love with her and that Percy is some far away fantasy. It won’t happen, especially not now that he’s back in America and Percy’s within reach. She hopes Percy has moved on. Has found someone that she wants to marry and puts a ring between her and Joe.
Deep down she knows that wouldn’t stop him. Not when it finally clicks that he can have both. Because like her, Percy won’t stand a chance once Joe is ready. She’ll try, she’ll fight it, tell him he’s too late, but she’ll let herself fall. Because he’s Joe. And it’s impossible to say no to Joe. And from what Joe’s told her, Percy is in love with him too. They’re just too dumb to go for it.
For now, she’s content being his early morning call. The girl he tells things too only when he’s a little too drunk. And when all that stops, she’ll know that they finally got their shit together.
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