based on these two requests!! thank you so much <3 remember you can request and ask me anything. btw i have lots of ideas for this kind of imagines so if you like it i will do a part two.
pairing: joe keery x reader
summary: the best part about being in a relationship with someone like joe —who’s so head over heels for you that he’d never take any of your jokes the wrong way— is that you can use him as the subject of your tiktoks (which go viral instantly just because you’re the couple of the moment), and he’ll always play along, following your lead and doing whatever you say.
warnings: established relationship, pure fluff, use of pet names, use of y/n. mention of javi reyes and harry styles lol (love them). and i haven't specified what currency the money is in, so i'll leave that to everyone's imagination.
author’s note: hi hi hi hi my loveeeesss!! unfortunately, i don't finish my exams for another couple of weeks, but i've been working on this little by little to entertain you all!! (and myself hahaha). it's not proofread because i don't have time. remember that english is not my first language! so there may be some grammatical mistakes. aand i hate capital letters so you won't find any of those on here lol.
this was supposed to be a normal get-ready routine. showing off your outfit of the day with your boyfriend, simply describing each item (even though joe never remembers and you both end up laughing hysterically), but you decided to play a prank on him.
it all started normally, as usual. but joe still hadn't realized he was about to be the butt of your joke again. when he finished showing off the secondhand wide-leg pants he was wearing for the first time that day, it was your turn.
"your turn, love. well, guys, as you can see, y/n looks gorgeous today, as always," joe said, his hands in his pockets, still looking at you from a distance.
"thanks, sweetheart. well, today i'm wearing this t-shirt from watermelon sugar high boutique. it's beautiful and…"
"what?" joe interrupted, with a hint of laughter. "is that a real brand?"
"…watermelon sugar high, like the harry styles song…?"
“you’re right! it’s just like the song. hey, can you let me continue or are you going to keep interrupting me?”
“sorry, honey. you’re absolutely right, go on,” he said, even more confused as he scratched the back of his neck, turning his attention back to you.
“well, this leather jacket is from rock and rolling, specifically from the heavy metal fists collection, it’s super high quality.” out of the corner of your eye, you could see joe’s eyebrows getting more and more furrowed. you tried to hold back your laughter a little longer.
“and… oh yeah! these leopard-print pants are old, but i remember they’re from meow meow the cat on the roof. they sent them to me a couple of years ago and they’re super cute,” you finished, now looking at him directly.
joe burst out laughing, doubling over slightly. "okay, you just made that up."
he moved a little closer, grabbing your waist. "honey, the tag's still on the outside and uncut. these are from zara," he said, showing them to the camera.
you started laughing, covering your face. you were so bad at these kinds of jokes. "i can't believe it."
"oh, my absent-minded girl. next time, look carefully before you try to pull a fast one on me alright?" he said, smiling and planting a kiss on your head, still caressing your waist. "meow meow the cat on the roof? seriously? you're unbelievable."
you couldn't stop laughing, grabbing your phone and saving the video like it was gold. "come on, let's go," you huffed while your boyfriend was still laughing at you, affectionately.
WHY AREN’T YOU HOLDING MY HAND?
coming back from vacation was always a hassle, especially with you. the fact that you'd taken one suitcase and four bags overflowing with clothes just for five days at the beach didn't exactly make the return trip any easier. at least not for your boyfriend, whose legs looked like they were about to give way at any moment as he carried two bags on each shoulder, one suitcase at each side, and his phone in his other hand, answering messages.
you were a little behind him, just carrying your handbag while scrolling through social media. suddenly, a video popped up that made you burst out laughing; it was a trend that had apparently gone viral. it was about asking your partner to hold your hand when he was already loaded down with stuff and… wait. your boyfriend was loaded down with stuff.
you couldn't help but crack a mischievous smile. back to the routine also meant back to the weekly pranks you played on joe.
you approached him, reaching him in two steps, and started recording with your phone, discreetly.
you decided to start the joke slowly. first you sighed, then a little louder until…
“is everything alright, princess?” joe asked, trying not to let a bag slip from his arm.
you didn't answer; you simply looked at him and sighed again. now that you were closer, you could see the beads of sweat on his forehead and how his arms were trembling slightly. those blessed flexed arms, those biceps that… focus. the joke.
“does this seem normal to you?” you said, in a tone of slight offense, trying to keep a straight face. when you saw your boyfriend raise an eyebrow, while looking through the bags in case he'd left something at the hotel, you continued with the plan: “why aren't you holding my hand, huh? people are going to think we don't even know each other.”
joe froze. he looked down at his busy hands, completely serious. just when you thought he was going to get angry at you for demanding it after walking in the sun for 20 minutes with all your luggage, he took one of the bags from his right hand, transferring it to his other arm, struggling but managing.
“you’re right, princess, i’m sorry. come here” he said, completely honest, as he gently took your hand and pulled you closer, kissing your temple.
“…omg. you’re the cutest thing in the world!” you replied, smiling while pouting and holding up your phone camera, showing him you were recording. “but how can i demand you to hold my hand when you’re already carrying so much?!”
“oh here we go again with your jokes. what can I say, darling, i’m being a real gentleman,” he smiled cheekily, kissing your knuckles. now that he’d managed to create a tandem of bags to hold your hand, he wasn’t going to let go.
MAKING UP THE PRICE OF MAKEUP PRODUCTS
it was a saturday afternoon, you were going out for drinks with some friends, and when you opened your vanity and realized that the big makeup bag you'd bought the week before was still untouched, and that joe had no idea you'd bought it, you knew it was the perfect moment for one of your pranks.
your boyfriend came out of the shower, dressed up but casually, his hair still a little wet at the ends. he looked you up and down as you sat down in front of the vanity, all the products already laid out on the table, careful not to get any on the summer dress you were wearing.
“i'm ready, babe. are you almost done?" he asked, not in a desperate tone, just curious. it was your moment.
"yeah, i just have to do my makeup and i’m done. we're on time, i think i’ll make a video showing the products i bought. do you want to be in it?" you asked, even though you knew the answer was obvious because your boyfriend loved being part of everything that made you happy.
“of course,” he said as he sat on the edge of the bed next to the vanity. you positioned the phone so you were both in the frame, and without waiting any longer, you pressed record.
“hey everyone! today we’re going to a casual event, so i decided to record this short makeup routine in case it’s helpful to anyone.” you paused, pretending to think, “i should say what each product is and the price, right joe?”
“yeah, sure, in case anyone wants to buy it,” he said, a little distracted as he inspected a lipstick he’d picked up from the side of the vanity.
you turned your gaze back to the camera and took a deep breath, trying not to laugh. “okay, let’s start with this foundation, it’s charlotte tilbury’s no. 02. i really recommend it, especially now because it’s quite lightweight on the skin…oh! and it’s on sale, because i only got it for 110, it’s so great!”
joe slowly raised his head, turning over what you’d said in his mind. however, he didn’t say anything, he just put the lipstick back on the table and fixed his gaze on you, now listening closely.
you bit your lip, trying not to laugh. “okay, let’s see what else…this liquid blush is amazing! the color is perfect and the pigmentation is really good. It’s from rare beauty, i think it costs around 95, but i got the two-pack because it was cheaper, around 182, it’s a steal!”
okay, so joe hadn’t imagined it. you’d actually just mentioned that price and you’d been so calm about it. “182 for this?” he said, mouth agape, as he picked up the bottle, “this holds 10 milliliters, honey.”
“yes! it is very profitable,” you feigned excitement, returning to the video. you picked up a gold palette, which looked elegant… and expensive. it was perfect, the final test.
“well, what can i say about the dior neutral color palette? it’s wonderful,” you exclaimed as you opened the lid and showed the four tiny colors inside.
before you could come up with an outrageous price, joe jumped in, “and that one, baby? how much did that cost you?” he asked, brow raised, waiting.
“oh yeah. well, you’re going to be blown away, girls, because they were on clearance and it was a spectacular discount,” you heard joe exhale, relaxing. you smiled inwardly.
“can you believe the four nude shades only cost me 254.45?! i just had to have it,” you said, as calmly as possible, while scooping pigment with your index finger and placing it on the palm of your hand, showing the shimmer of each color in the video.
“…what? you’re kidding, right?” joe said, letting out a small, incredulous laugh.
you frowned, pretending not to understand. “what are you laughing at? it’s really good.”
“that’s still two hundred fifty…”
“no. you can buy four strawberry gums for 55 cents.”
“what’s that makeup made of? gold?!” he said, ignoring your jokes. he wasn't angry with you at all, just incredulous that a palette the size of his palm cost as much as his entire outfit. he'd never really understand the whole world of makeup.
you couldn't help but laugh when he cracked a voice in the middle of his rant.
"what are you laughing at?"
"sorry, honey, it was just a trend... say hi to tiktok! of course this didn't cost me that much," you said, slouching in your chair. "you should have seen your face."
he chuckled. "very funny, miss. well, you should know that what bothered me most was that you wouldn't let me pay with my card," he replied, completely serious. and he wasn't joking; joe always wanted to buy you things and would get mad if you wouldn't let him.
"oh, shut up," you said, throwing yourself at him so the video wouldn't capture your flushed cheeks.
you were sprawled on the sofa, covered with a blanket, each on one side and in silence, spending sunday afternoon as peacefully as possible. joe was on his phone, so you took the opportunity to discreetly shift so the camera would point directly at him.
"i can't believe it," you said, exaggerating as you sat up slightly and covered your mouth in mock astonishment.
"what? what happened?" he replied instantly, putting his phone down and giving you his full attention.
“i found javi on tinder," you answered, still feigning surprise, trying to hold back the laughter that threatened to burst out.
joe's eyes widened, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "my javi? wow, i can't believe it!" he exclaimed, before bursting into silly laughter, his head tilting back. "he's quite the ladies' man. i never expected him to have one of those."
he hadn't even noticed, so you decided to play along. "i was just browsing and it popped up. i swear i didn't realize until i saw the description: guitarist and music lover," you pretended to read from your phone.
"of course that's his description. it's like his most characteri-… wait," he cut himself off. you saw his smile fade slightly and his eyebrows furrow. "and what are you doing on tinder?"
"you found him on tinder. what are you doing on tinder?" he repeated, a puzzled pout escaping him.
"oh, nothing. i was just browsing and it popped up," you replied calmly.
“but…honey. i exist,” he said, pointing to himself, still pouting and with his eyebrows raised in confusion, like a lost puppy.
that's when you couldn't hold back your laughter any longer, bursting into laughter. “i’m sorry, i’m sorry. it's a joke!” you said, sticking your tongue out triumphantly and showing him you were recording him.
at that moment, you thought you'd never seen someone relax so much in a second. joe's entire body and every feature of his face relaxed. “don't ever do that again,” he said seriously, but with a teasing little smile.
“i love you more, princess. by the way, i’ll have to ask javi, because now that you mentioned it it wouldn’t be so weird to see him on tinder”
the video ended with both of you laughing, still lying on the sofa.