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Blind Pt. 1 -Joe Sugg Imagine #6

Hey, guys! I’m back from holidays. It was magical. Anyway here’s my first two part imagine, I hope you like the first part. Love, Kat xx.

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Joe, when you receive this letter I’ll be gone. I know you probably didn’t know this but I’m miserable. I can’t live like that anymore. You know, you’ll always be my best friend, my soul mate and the one I’m trusting the most. That’s why I’m writing this letter, you have to know why I’m doing this. Because when you and your one night stand are awake I’ll be gone and I’m not coming back. I can’t.  Because what you don’t know is, that every night when you’re gone, having a night out with your mates, it’s hurting me because I know how it ends. You end up with a girl you don’t love in our apartment, with me on the other side of the wall, wishing you hadn’t brought her with you.  Every morning after that, I’m making coffee for you and her, smiling, introducing me as your best friend although I wish I would be more than that. Yes, Joe. Every time you complained about being single I was there, wishing you would finally realize, that I’m the one you’re looking for. Because I’m in love with you. This night I finally admitted to myself that all the hope, all the effort and all the love I put into our friendship will never make you love me back. Never. And that’s alright, I can’t make you love me. But if I’m living with you, having to be around you every single day I’m not getting over you. So I decided I’ll leave. For you. For me. For us. I’m sorry. Please, don’t try to find me. I’m gonna be save I promise. I’m gonna call you, when I’m ready, I promise. Be safe, I love you so much, Joe. Y/N

He folded the letter neatly together and put it back down on the counter. “Who is it from?” The girl, Susanna or something like that asked with her mouthful and a cup of coffee in her hand. Coffee, that Y/N made before she left. “My roommate. It’s just a list of groceries I have to buy.” He lied. Everything in him felt wrong. He could practically feel that she left. The whole apartment felt cold without her. “Huh, are you planning to cook tonight?” She asked, probably wishing to be invited. He just wanted her to leave. “You know, I actually have a meeting with my personal trainer, I’m sorry, but I have to leave, so…” She understood. “I’m gonna go then. You have my number, call me if you like.” And with that she left. Joe sat down on the coach, and wondered why he never figured out that Y/N was in love with him. He decided to call his sister, the person who has known her as long as him. “Jooooe.” “Zoe, do you think Y/N is in love with me?” He jumped straight to the topic. Zoe got serious. “Well, isn’t that obvious?” “You mean you noticed?” “Eh, yes Joe. Actually I thought the two of you were dating as you moved together.” “We weren’t.” “Yeah, I figured that much, thank you Joe.” “But… how is it possible that I never noticed. Why didn’t she tell me?” “Because you have girl after girl. She’s heartbroken every time you bring someone home. I think she is afraid to tell you the truth.” “Well, not anymore. She wrote me a letter. She left, Zoe. All of her things are gone.” “Oh, Joe.” She sighed. “What do you mean? I’m single, I can do whatever the fuck I want. I didn’t know I was hurting her.” “Yes, you can. So do whatever you want, I’m trying to call her.” And with that she hung up. Joe sighed. He was getting annoyed with Y/N. How could she think that he knew what was going on? If he had known he wouldn’t had brought any girls with him. They could have worked it out. But she had to go and ruin everything.

It was Saturday and the last week Joe was pretty occupied with work so he didn’t think about Y/N too much. Not until he was home. Every night he would shout “Hello!” in his empty apartment, remembering too late that she wasn’t there anymore. So he would make dinner on his own, watching a movie by himself and feeling this weird empty feeling in his chest. But it was the weekend and he was smashed. Another night out with the boys. He was rubbing his front side against some brunette, he had forgotten the name as soon as she told him. Jack had already left with a girl and Josh and Conor were making out with twins somewhere in the club. The brunette turned to him, looking up with that kind of look in her eyes, that told him she wanted that he’d make a move. So he leaned in to kiss her, but before their lips could meet he heard Y/N`s voice in his ear. “You end up with a girl you don’t love. It’s hurting me. I love you.” Joe backed away, turning around leaving as fast as he can. Y/N was right. He was constantly complaining about being single, but when he was out he never looked for a girl which he liked. He was looking for a girl he liked to fuck. He was never interested in them as a person. He called Caspar, desperate to talk to his best friend. “Joe? Where are you? We were looking for you but you were… occupied.” “I’m… outside the club, it doesn’t matter. Why didn’t you hold me back?” “When? Tonight?” “All the times I made out with a girl I’m not interested in.” “Well, you seemed interested.” “Caspar, I’m serious. I’m taking an uber to your place.” “This is about Y/N, isn’t it?” “I don’t even know about what it is anymore.” Joe sighed. He was tired and angry and worried he had ruined a friendship that’s the most important to him. “Alright, I’m gonna sleep, you should too. I’m coming over tomorrow and then we’ll talk.” Joe agreed, hung up and called an uber to drive home. Alone.

In the morning, Joe woke up with a pretty bad hangover, rolled out of bed and walked down to the kitchen expecting coffee. He had forgotten Y/N left. He as looking at “her” place at the counter where she would normally sit, greeting him with a smile and a giant cup of coffee. That was when it hit him. He let the tears flow and cried. It was all his fault. He lost his best friend, because he took her for granted. How stupid can he possibly be? That was the moment the bell rang. Joe pulled himself together and opened the door. Caspar stood infront of him, clearly as hungover as him. “Hey, buddy. You look like you need a hug.” He closed the distance between them and engulfed the shorter one in his arms. “She left Casper.” “I know, mate. She slept on our coach for two nights before… leaving completely.” “What?” Joe wiggled out of Casper’s grip, looking at him in disbelief. “Joe, I love you and you’re my best friend but you treated her like shit these last months. She called me last week in the middle of the night bawling her eyes out asking me if she could stay for a few days. I agreed and she told me everything.” Joe groaned. “Why haven’t you told me?” “Because she didn’t want me to. She was miserable, Joe. You broke her heart.” “I know that much, thank you very much.” Casper made himself at home, making coffee and looking in the fridge for something edible. “So last night you asked me why I’ve never stopped you from getting with all these girls, huh?” Joe nodded. “Easy. Are you remembering any of them?” “Almost all of them, yeah. Why?” Casper turned around. “You really are blind, aren’t you?” “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TRYING TO SAY?” Joe yelled, getting impatient. “They all had similarities.” “Yeah, I think I’ve got a type then. Not that rare, is it?” “They all looked like Y/N, Joe.” Joe was shocked. “You’re kidding me.” “Mate. I thought, when you had all these girls, you just wanted to distract yourself because she wasn’t loving you back.” “That’s impossible. I never loved her that way. We are best friends.” “Yeah, I think you’re just unaware of your feelings then.” “Don’t talk me into loving her, because she cried at your shoulder the night she left.” Joe was getting angry. If he really was in love with Y/N he’d realized that by now. They were almost like siblings, knowing each other because their parents are close. Enough time to fall in love. Which he hasn’t. “I’m not. I’m trying to get your crippled heart out of the shell you’ve put it in.” “Casper. I’m not arguing with you over my feelings. I know best what I’m feeling.” Casper just shrugged. “Sure. Whatever you say, Suggy.” With that he turned the TV on throwing himself on the coach. But Joe’s head was spinning with thoughts. Everything was so different and fucked up and he missed Y/N like crazy. She always had an answer to all of his problems. Now she became one of them.

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Unexpected (Joe Sugg imagine)

Requested by Anon: “Meet-cute with Joe and y/n at a grocery store please Just something cute and fluffy! :)”

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When you went down to your local store with your messy bun, large T-shirt, leggings and flip-flops you didn’t expect to bump into a hot, but most importantly nice stranger.

You’re walking through the store, looking for basic products like milk, bread, water and you can’t contain yourself so you also want to buy some chocolate, too. After getting almost everything you need, you’re looking for a specific kind of ketchup but you can’t seem to find it. With great concentration you’re looking through a bunch of brands and products when you suddenly bump into something…more like someone. You instantly look into the stranger’s blue eye, in which you see a moment of shock. That’s when you realise how you look and you slightly blush. “Oh my God, I almost hit you. So sorry! Are you okay?” the stranger asks. “What…uhm…yeah, I’m fine thanks. And I should’ve been more careful…” you answer.  You earn another apologetic look then a huge smile from the guy and you watch him leaving you.

You have to admit he looks really good, his beautiful eyes the ones in which you can be lost. And as you think about it…he had a messy hair too. You keep searching for the ketchup, knowing that probably you’re never going to see that guy again.

After a long search you’ve found your favourite ketchup so now it’s time to get some chocolate. Surprisingly you find your desired one straight away…but there’s a slight problem. It’s on the top shelf and you can’t see any worker or something to step on near you. You’re staring at the chocolate hoping that it would come down on its own, when you hear a familiar voice. “Hey! What’s so interesting up there?” asks the guy from earlier. “Hi! I’m staring at my fav chocolate…I can’t reach it.” you say. He looks around and suddenly starts walking away. First you don’t know what to think…then he comes back with a small ladder. He puts it down, walks up on it, gets the chocolate and smirks at you. On the way down he misses two steps, grabs your arm and pulls you down with him as he falls.

You land on your side and he lands on his back, the chocolate hitting him on his forehead. “Auch…” he cries out. “OMG! Are you okay?” you ask. He assures you that he’s fine and worries more about you & can’t stop apologizing. “Okay…you can stop saying sorry now. Thank you for risking your life for my chocolate…” you start. “Oh, my name is Joe.” he says. “…Joe, thanks. I’m XY.” you say.

You continue together the shopping, chatting about your life, what you’re doing now, what your plans are for the future. You’re so busy paying attention to Joe and his beautiful eyes, then answering him so for a couple of minutes you don’t realise that he has a red mark on his forehead. “Hey stop! That chocolate left a mark…” you say pointing to his forehead.

He’s about to touch it but you grab his hand and get an ice cream from your cart and push it to his head. First he hisses but then he closes his eyes and you can hear a relieved sigh. When he opens his blue eyes again he pulls you closer and embraces you in a hug. “Thank you XY.”

After letting you go, you walk to the cashier’s desk and pay for you stuff. As you walk outside he stops which causes you to stop as well. “Uhm…XY…I wanna know more about you…so…do you wanna continue our chat by a coffee?” Joe asks. Of course you say yes and you exchange phone numbers. “See you later!” you say as you wave goodbye.

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Joe Sugg Imagine #1

You and Joe are best friends since forever, but you fell in love with him. He doesn’t know. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ „Y/N!!!“, Joe slurred in my ear, nearly spilling the rest of his drink over my outfit. He was drunk and I knew we should be taking a ride home soon, but the night was still young. „Where is the girl you’ve been drooling all over for the past hour?“, I asked him  and steadied his stance by grabbing his elbow. He just shrugged and leaned into my touch. He was a cute drunk and I loved how touchy he got. It made me feel all warm und bubbly. „Y/N? I wanna dance.“ „With who?“ „With somebody.“ „.. Somebody who loves me?“ He laughed at the reference and nodded. „Yeah. Somebody who looooves me.“ „Alright. I’m searching for Casper, you stay here.“ But he grabbed both of my elbows and looked me drunkenly in the eyes. His blue eyes where locked with mine and I couldn’t move. He’s so beautiful. „NO! Stay. I wanna dance with you.“ „So you think I love you?“ „Nope. I know you do.“ Was it that obvious? Why didn’t he tell me earlier? I was shocked. „But… how do-?“ „Eeeeeverybody loves me.“ I tried to calm my heartbeat down by laughing. That was close. I knew I had to tell him eventually, but I was scared, that it would ruin our friendship. We were best friends since forever and I wouldn’t want that to end. He was the one person I trusted with my whole life. The one person I could rely on. Even when the whole youtube thing started, he never cut me off. He just respects that I don’t wanna be a part of it and never vlogs when I’m around. He always worries about me and makes sure I’m fine. I feel loved around him, I can be myself without worrying what he might think of me. That’s all I’ve ever looked for in a boy. It took me nearly 16 years and a couple horrendous relationships to realize that and it will take me the same amount of time to tell him the truth. „Not everybody, Joe. You’re becoming cocky, are you?“ „Well, you’re my best friend so you have to love me.“ „I have to? Wow, Joe, you clearly understand the whole friendship thing“, laughing, I grabbed his hands and began to dance. I swirled him around and made it playful to create some space between us. It was difficult to control my heartbeat when he‘s so close to me. After a while I was getting thirsty, so I made my way through the crowd to the bar. Everyone was drunk and sweaty and I was getting a headache. As I reached the bar, I ordered two bottles of water for both of us and leaned against the counter as I waited for them. „Y/N?“ How come that every time I just wanna have fun, someone or something will come around to ruin everything. I sighed and drew my attention to the person who called me. It was Brat. My Ex. „Brat. What are you doing here?“ I was absolutely not in the mood to talk to him. My head was pounding and my throat was dry and I was so ready for bed. “Partying. With whom are you here? Girl’s night?” Joe was one of the reasons we’d fight. He was so jealous, that I eventually just hid it from him everytime I met up with Joe. “No, it’s not a girl’s night tonight, I’m here with-“ “Me”, Joe interrupted me and securely wrapped an arm around me. “Joe.”, he clearly was surprised but he quickly recovered. “So now it’s you two?” I looked at Joe, waiting for him to answer. He winked at me and turned towards Brat, never leaving my side. “Yup. You were right, there was always more than friendship between us. You made her realize that. Thank you, mate. I thought I never get the chance.” And with that, he pulled me closer and kissed me on the mouth. I couldn’t breathe. The whole world faded around us and it was just us. As he pulled away, there was a soft smile spread across his face that made my heart race. I knew it was just for the show, but it felt so right. The butterflies in my stomach wouldn’t stop flying. “Well, I’m glad you found eachother”, Brat said bitterly, waved goodbye and disappeared in the crowd. Joe began to laugh “That was easy. He was so pissed, did you see that? Oh man, his face. I can’t.” But I couldn’t laugh. My heart dropped, as I realized, that he really didn’t feel anything. I grabbed the two bottles of water and handed him one. “Yeah. Funny, huh?” But the smile I forced myself to smile clearly missed its purpose. Joe became serious. “You okay? The kiss wasn’t too much, was it? I shouldn’t have kissed you just like that. I mean… we’re best friends. We’re JUST best friends. I’m sorry.” “It’s okay, Joe. Can we just go home, please. I’m tired.” Joe nodded and guided me through the crowd out of the club, to call a taxi. “You okay? Look, I’m sorry, Y/N. It was dumb. Please don’t be mad at me. I love you.” How could I be mad? How? He kissed me and that was all I ever wanted. “I’m not mad, Joe. It was funny. The face he pulled I mean. He really believed we were dating”, I tried to play along and hoped that he’d buy it. “Yeah, funny, wasn’t it? Everyone seems to believe it. I mean, even Zoe asked me multiple times, if you were my girlfriend. We just love us too much”, he chuckled. Well, his dad must have seen the way I look at him. The taxi came and we drove to his apartment. The ride was quiet, I nearly fell asleep, but my thoughts were running a mile per second. Joe looked at me with thoughtful eyes, he must’ve sensed that something was off. We entered his apartment and I sighed. “I’m sorry, Joe. I’m just really tired.” “It’s alright…” But it wasn’t. I saw it in his eyes and felt it in his words and in my heart and everything was a fucking mess. “You know, I’m really sorry for kissing you. It wasn’t my place to make that decision.” “Well, haven’t you kissed me, I never would have known how right it feels.” I even shocked me, when I said that. Quickly I turned around, shrugged off my coat, slipped out of my shoes, ran up the stairs and locked myself in the bathroom. How stupid can anyone be? I probably ruined 16 years of friendship in 2 seconds. I showered for what felt like forever, to get my head clear. When I came out of the bathroom, everything was quiet. Joe probably just went to bed. I made my way to the second bedroom, where I stayed in and closed the door behind me. It wouldn’t be awkward until the next morning. But I couldn’t sleep. My brain was taking me to the worst places, where Joe would tell me he hates me, because I fell for him and I’d be alone. I never felt so lonely, I was afraid of getting my heart broken big time. I knew, that it would take a long time to recover from that. I was counting sheep to make me fall asleep, when I heard a soft knock at the door. “Y/N? You still awake?” I nodded, remembered it was dark and answered. “Yes.” “May I come in?” “Yes.” I heard Joe’s foodsteps on the wooden floor until he reached the bed. “Fancy a cuddle?” He laid down and spread his arms for me. It was okay. We were okay. I laid by his side and wrapped an arm around his waist. “Why did you run away from me? I couldn’t answer.” I froze. Maybe we weren’t okay after all. “I don’t think I wanna hear the answer to be honest.” “Maybe you can’t hear the answer.” And with that he leaned down and kissed me. It took about a second for me to kiss him back. I swear in that moment I saw fireworks. “But… I mean… how..” I was speechless. “When I was little I told my Dad I wanted you to fall in love with me so you would never leave me. But my Dad said that I had to give you time. Well, my dad was right. It just took me 16 years to make you fall in love with me.” We laughed. “It just took me 16 years to realize I was in love with you.” “Well, I’m glad you realized that at all.” “Yeah. Yeah, me too.” And with that I pulled him in for another kiss. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- A/N: Sooo, what do you think about my first imagine? Hope you liked it. More to come soon. Love, Kat .xx

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The Season Opening Party (smut)

Request: “Ok so something like this (Grill Party) but with Joe please”

Reader x Joe Sugg

Your friend, and long-time crush, invited you to his grill party the other day. You knew this is going to be a torture because you have to see Joe with other girls doing God knows what.

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You send Joe a message before you enter the building. With that, giving him the opportunity to scare the hell out of you. When you leave the elevator he jumps in front of you, and of course, you start screaming. He sees how shocked you are, so he embraces you in a hug. You have to admit, this felt so good, you didn’t want him to let you go.

“You look amazing, girl” Joe complements your khaki summer dress, combined with a light make-up and a ponytail. “Thanks Joe.” you say as you slightly blush.

You ask him if he need any help & he gladly starts to list the things you can do. “…so you can find these in the cupboard, oh and last but not least, you have to drink some cocktails with me.” he says. You gladly accept the invitation and start helping.

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The night goes on, you almost spend the whole night around Joe and now you’re helping him with the meat. Your arms brush against each other almost every minute, which sends a hot wave through your body. “Hey, let’s switch places.” Joe says and with that he puts his hands on your waist and shuffles behind you to your other side, keeping himself as close to you as possible the whole time. Another wave of hotness travels through your body and you feel your sensitive area pumping with desire.

Joe disappears for a second but you don’t realise it. You turn towards him, well at least where you thought he should be, but you bump into two glasses of cocktails. The cold liquid lands all over your dress, and on Joe’s shirt. “Oh, God…I’m sorry Joe, I didn’t realise you were that close…” you say.

Joe admires the wet dress which now completely highlights your body, giving special attention to your hard nipples. “We should change…” you say, dragging him back to reality.

You two go to his bedroom to find some clothes. You turn away from Joe and start taking off your dress. You hear him approaching you and he suddenly puts his hands on your waist. “I can’t do this anymore…I want you…now!” he whispers in your ear, then starts kissing your neck. You can already feel his semi-hard member brushing against you. You turn around and admit that you also wanted to be with him for a long time, too.

You’re kissing each other desperately while you quickly unbuckle his jeans. He separates from you and takes off his jeans & boxers. You kneel down and give a slight kiss on the tip of his, now hard, member. A quiet moan escapes from Joe’s mouth, then you take all of him in your mouth & bob your head up and down his length. He’s constantly moaning and after a few second he stops you and orders you to lie down on the bed. “I don’t wanna cum into your mouth, love. Now it’s my turn.” he says.

He leaves small kisses and love bites all the way down your body, which makes you moan. He stops at your entrance, admiring what he sees. “Oh my God, you’re so wet, love.” he says, then collects all your juices with his tongue and slowly starts drawing circles around your clit, driving you crazy, before he starts sucking on it. You’re almost crying out of pleasure when he pushes a finger into you. “You like that, don’t you? How about some more?” he asks and without warning he pushes another finger into you. He’s pumping them in and out of you. “Joe, please, I need more.” you say with a desperate voice. He adds another finger and continues his action, then you start feeling the familiar warmth in your stomach, “Joe, I’m not gonna last very long.”

He quickly removes his fingers, the loss of contact is killing you. He takes a condom from the bedside table, but you stop him, saying that you’re on the pill.

He hoovers above you, and slowly pushes into you, causing the both of you to moan in pleasure. He starts moving in and out of you faster and faster, you feel your walls clench around him as you hold stronger onto his arm. “Joe, I’m gonna cum…” you say between moans. “Ahh, me, too.” he answers. While keeping eye contact, he thrusts even faster and starts rubbing your clit. After a few seconds you reach your high, while your moans fill the room. Joe finishes soon after you. He collapses on you while he’s still inside you, and kisses the crook of your neck.

After a few minutes he leaves you on the bed and goes to the bathroom. “Wait, I’m coming too.” you say, as you jump up from the bed. “I hope after that shower we can finally drink those cocktails.” he says with a huge smile on his face.