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joe (accidentally?) soft launches kelce!reader

masterlist | joe burrow masterlist

just a short little concept i cant stop thinking about lol

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joe appears on kelce!reader’s podcast (part two)

masterlist | joe burrow masterlist

part one

Joe and y/n settled on their respective ends of the couch. They were far enough apart to not have audio issues, with Joe’s arm draped along the back cushion as y/n leaned forward to do some final adjustments to the audio elements in front of them. Across from them, a few lights and cameras were set up to capture video for the recording.

“You ready?” Y/n asked, cocking her head to the side as she looked over at Joe.

“As ready as I’ll ever be.” Joe said with a slightly nervous chuckle. Y/n flashed him a smile before reaching across the couch to squeeze his knee playfully. 

“Ok, here we go.” Y/n said, pressing the record button. The light on the camera flashed red as the episode began and Joe straightened slightly, adjusting his shoulders as he looked over at y/n. Unlike his rigid posture practically vibrating with nerves, y/n looked entirely relaxed behind her microphone.

“Alright, Joe, is this your first podcast appearance?” Y/n asked.

“Uh…” Joe thought with a hum and a long exhale. “No? I don’t think so, but it’s my first one in a while.”

“Well, it’s certainly great to have you back in the podcast sphere.” Y/n grinned.

“Thanks,” Joe said, “I’m not usually a big… podcast or interview person, but this is definitely different.”

“Better?” Y/n teased with a quirk of her brow.

“Yeah, yeah, definitely.” Joe chuckled, running a hand through his hair as a slight blush spread across his cheeks.

“Okay so,” y/n began, “I don’t know if you’ve ever watched an episode of my show before—

“I have.” Joe murmured lowly, listening along with a nod.

“But I usually like to start off my episodes with a fun little drink.” Y/n explained. “I usually ask the guest what they want, however, you did say to ‘surprise you’ so...”

Y/n reached behind the couch to the short table out of frame from the cameras, coming up with two vibrant, green drinks.

“Have you ever had matcha before?” Y/n asked as she handed one of the cups to Joe. He took it, their hands brushing for a short moment.

“No, I have not.” Joe said as he carefully examined the cup with a furrowed brow.

“It’s powdered green tea, some people say it tastes like grass but I like it.” Y/n explained with a slight giggle.

“Alright, I’m gonna trust you I guess.” Joe chuckled before holding out his cup. “Cheers.”

“Cheers.” Y/n said, clinking her glass against his. The two of them met each other's eyes for a second before looking away with bashful grins as they took sips of their drinks. Y/n watched Joe closely as he tasted the drink, laughing as he furrowed his brows slightly before he noticed she was watching him.

“So… thoughts?” Y/n asked.

“It’s good.” Joe said simply as he took another sip. “It’s really good.”

Y/n turned towards the camera, giving it a playful shrug, “I guess I’m just the best podcast host ever, guys, I don’t know what to say.”

Joe let out a genuine laugh, something that even surprised himself and caused y/n to laugh as well.

“Best in the family, that’s for sure.” Y/n added, giving the camera a wink.

“You trying to get me involved in your family drama?” Joe asked, cocking his head to the side. Y/n shook her head, a smile spreading across her face.

“Of course not, I’d never want to get in the middle of that.” Y/n said, to which Joe rolled his eyes playfully.

“Alright, so, Joe,” y/n cleared her throat, “rumor has it you are a big Star Wars fan.”

Joe’s cheeks immediately reddened as he let out a chuckle, “that is true.”

“You did tell me that so I guess it’s not much of a rumor but anywho.” Y/n said quickly. “Which movie do you think is the best and why is it The Empire Strikes Back?”

Y/n tried to stay serious but once she and Joe locked eyes the two of them let out sputtering laughs, naturally falling in towards each other on the couch. Y/n’s hair curled against Joe’s arm on the back of the couch, it taking every bit of restraint in him to not brush it back behind her ear.

“No, it is Empire Strikes Back,” Joe chuckled, “I feel like that’s pretty… universally agreed upon.”

“Yeah, you’re right.” Y/n grinned.

The two of them continued their casual conversation back and forth with the same chemistry they had off camera (albeit a bit less charged given the future online audience).

“Ok, now,” y/n said, taking a sip of her drink, “we are just about to wrap up, but we do have one more brief segment I like to do with my guests… if that’s alright with you?”

“Of course,” Joe said, turning slightly more towards y/n.

“So,” y/n explained, “I had my friend, Claire, who helps edit the podcast— hi! Shoutout Claire— send me some photos of you she gathered from the internet—”

“Oh no.” Joe groaned, running a hand along his face with a nervous chuckle.

“That require some more context.” Y/n chuckled. Joe’s mind immediately began to race with what embarrassing photos she had probably found.

“Now, to make you feel less nervous,” y/n explained, swallowing harshly, “she has also included some photos of myself that require an explanation.”

“Oh boy, ok.” Joe chuckled, feeling at least a slight bit better. Y/n, however, was a bit nervous about the prospect of Joe seeing her in such an embarrassing context. Sure, other guests or randos on the internet seeing cringy pictures of her were one thing, but the guy she’d been crushing on for the past month was something else entirely. Nonetheless, she had to keep up her end of the bargain to take some of the inevitable heat off Joe’s back that would probably be caused by whatever photos Claire had been able to find. Plus, she had traditions to uphold.

“Ready?” Y/n asked, turning towards Joe as she reached to grab the tablet nearby.

“As I’ll ever be.” Joe sighed, a slight, nervous grin spreading across his lips.

“Ok, good.” Y/n said. She turned the tablet on, quickly navigating to the brief presentation Claire had made consisting of the photos.

“Now, just so you know, I also haven’t seen any of these,” y/n explained to Joe and to the camera, “so if these are the worst, most humiliating pictures of me, please don’t run away.”

“Impossible.” Joe chuckled. “I’m sure they’re great.”

“Yeah,” y/n teased, “great and only slightly embarrassing.”

“Eh, we’ll see.” Joe grinned. Y/n let out a shaky exhale before looking over at the space between the two of them. It was too far apart to easily show Joe the pictures, so y/n adjusted her microphone, scooting closer to Joe. As she did, Joe did the same, the two of them sitting practically side by side as Joe’s arm remained draped along the back of the couch.

Y/n tapped onto the first slide, revealing her photos:

Y/n immediately let out a groan, dropping the tablet into her lap as she buried her hands into her face. Joe laughed out loud, quickly picking up the tablet before looking closer.

“Oh, wow, that’s… you’re killing with the boa.” Joe teased, pointing to the photo of a young y/n posed for the camera.

“Are you making fun of me?” Y/n whined.

“No, no, of course not.” Joe chuckled. “Your outfit is awesome.”

“She had to have asked my mom for that, oh my god… I had to have been four years old?” Y/n sighed, slowly looking up from her hands. Joe glanced over at y/n, his smile wide enough y/n could see faint dimples now that she was close.

“Probably— I don’t even know— playing dress up or something?” Y/n chuckled nervously.

“And what’s going on over here?” Joe smiled, pointing to the of a very drunk y/n sprawled out on the couch with a glass of wine, turning towards y/n with a sly grin.

“I mean, I don’t think I even need to say anything,” Y/n laughed, “I think it kinda sums up exactly what was going on: me drunk on the couch with a bigass glass of wine.”

“Fair enough, I guess it’s my turn then?” Joe said with a chuckle. Y/n let out a relieved (only slightly embarrassed) sigh before taking the tablet back from Joe.

Y/n tapped onto the second slide, revealing Joe’s photos:

Joe and y/n both let out loud gasps— y/n’s more excited and Joe’s more terrified.

“Oh my god, stop!” Y/n cooed, pointing to the picture of a very young Joe smiling happily while wearing a brightly colored, striped shirt. Joe let out a nervous chuckle as he ran a hand over his blushed face.

“Dang I had a big head.” Joe grumbled with a nervous chuckle.

“Stop, you look like a cute little troublemaker.” Y/n giggled. The corner of Joe’s mouth quirked up slightly (and involuntarily) at the fact that y/n had just called him “cute”— I mean sure, it was five year old him, but that didn’t mean it didn’t make his heart skip a beat.

“Well, I can’t lie, the fit is fire.” Joe said, causing y/n to giggle before turning her attention over to the next picture, a picture of Joe at LSU after they had just won the Natty.

“And this looks like you with a giant cigar in your mouth at LSU and a hat that— oh.” Y/n began, her eyes widening as she finally read the text on the hat before turning to Joe as his cheeks grew impossibly redder.

“Oh my god, no.” Joe groaned, running a hand through his hair. Y/n was a bit shocked, not sure of what to do other than laugh awkwardly.

“Is the— uh, I’ve— we can—” Y/n stammered, but Joe quickly shook his head.

“No, it’s only fair.” Joe chuckled stiffly. “It, uh, was just kinda a joke ‘cause… yeah. A joke…”

Y/n felt her cheeks burn before she reached out to pause the recording and turned towards Joe, who looked flushed and embarrassed.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t know that was in there.” Y/n stammered. “We can cut it or delete the episode and—”

“No, no, no, it’s fine.” Joe said, his hand shooting out to rest on y/n’s thigh. Y/n stiffened, her rambling quickly stopping, the two of them looking down at where Joe’s hand rested before looking back up to meet each other's eyes.

“Are you sure?” Y/n asked. “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable or—”

“Y/n.” Joe said lowly. “It’s fine, seriously.

Y/n let out a long exhale, nodding slightly.

“It’s fine,” Joe repeated, running a hand through his hair, “I’m the one who wore a hat saying I had a big dick, the least I can do is explain it.”

Y/n let out a genuine laugh that quickly helped to cut the awkward tension. Joe chuckled himself, smiling slyly before reaching over to take a sip of his drink.

“Ok, right… sorry.” Y/n chuckled. “Are you— do you want to continue?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m good.” Joe nodded, smoothing his hand along y/n’s thigh before slowly (and reluctantly) removing it. The two of them immediately missed the touch as y/n turned the recording back on.

“But, uh, anywhom...” Y/n said before looking over at Joe, the two of them laughing at the sheer awkwardness.

“No, uh,” Joe let out a breathy chuckle, “it was a nickname from LSU and someone made me a hat with it and… yeah, the rest is history I guess.”

“Do you still have it?” Y/n asked.

“The hat or…?” Joe teased, the flustered look that appeared on y/n’s face making him chuckle.

“Yes, the hat.” Y/n groaned before letting out a small giggle.

“Yes,” Joe laughed, “I still have the hat.”

“That’s great.” Y/n grinned, meeting Joe’s eyes as a small smile spread across his face.

“Yeah.” Joe murmured. Y/n blinked, shaking her head quickly as she forced herself out of her Joe-induced haze.

“Well,” y/n turned back towards the camera, “I think that is all we have for this episode, I would like to thank Joe Burrow for being such a wonderful guest. Joe, it was great to have you, please come back anytime.”

“Thank you for having me,” Joe nodded. “I think you’ve made me into a podcast person.”

“Oh my gosh, really?!” Y/n gasped, grasping onto Joe’s forearm.

“No,” Joe laughed, “but I did have fun.”

Y/n sighed dramatically, rolling her eyes playfully before looking back at the camera.

“Ok well, thank you guys for watching, see you next week!” Y/n waved to the camera, Joe joining her with a quick, tight wave of his own.

COMMENTS

burrrrrow09 am i going crazy or was there like insane chemistry between these two ?!?!?!!?! luvkelce13 why was this episode making me sweat ?!?!? like holy shit just kiss already bengals_girl i have never seen him like this before— why was he BLUSHING ?! lovelyy/n she was soooooo giggly this episode lol

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joe stands up for kelce!reader

masterlist | joe burrow masterlist

hope you enjoy <3 warning for typical internet bodyshaming, misogyny, + sexual comments

Y/n should be used to it by now. 

It was something she’d been dealing with ever since her brothers had inadvertently pushed her into their collective spotlight, and something that had only gotten more intense as her family’s starpower grew. The constant comments, wayward looks, and whispers about every little thing she did, all dissected and construed in a million different ways, none particularly flattering. It was an unfortunate part of life when you had a life in the spotlight, no matter how small… especially when you were a woman with a partner people seemed to think was way out of your league.

It was something that got a whole lot worse when the Bengals were 0-3 at the beginning in the season… which was somehow entirely y/n’s fault.

Y/n knew she probably shouldn’t have been reading the comments Monday morning, but she found herself navigating to them after an influx of tags beneath the Bengals recent post following their Sunday night loss. Years of online ridicule should’ve made her skin thick. It should’ve allowed the comments to bounce right off of her, immediately leave her mind and not weigh heavily upon her. It should’ve made her immune.

Key word: it should’ve.

She wasn’t sure how long she’d been there, the usual early-riser Joe still asleep upstairs after his late night game. Y/n was curled up on the couch, phone grasped tightly in her shaking hands as she tried (and failed) to force her eyes away from the screen. Her vision began to blur as her eyes filled with tears, her stomach churning. 

“Hey, baby.” Joe said, leaning down to press a kiss to y/n’s head. Y/n immediately tossed her phone away, straightening slightly in a way that made Joe eye her suspiciously.

“Y’good?” Joe murmured, smoothing a hand along the nape of y/n’s neck. His gaze flicked down to her tense body and swollen eyes.

“No, yeah, I’m good.” Y/n said quickly, flashing Joe a smile that didn’t quite meet her eyes. “How is— are you feeling good? Sore?”

“Sides a little bruised but pretty good.” Joe said, leaning down to press another kiss to y/n’s head before wrapping his biceps around her neck, resting his head next to hers. Y/n reached up, resting her hands on Joe’s forearm and allowing herself to relax into his touch. The two of them sat in quiet for a moment, Joe gnawed on his bottom lip, still feeling the residual tension in y/n’s body.

“You, uh, want to get some coffee or something?” Joe asked, clearing his throat. Y/n furrowed her brows, craning her neck enough to look at Joe while he still held her tightly.

“Uh, sure? But…” Y/n said, blinking up at Joe as he slowly unwound his arms from her. He turned towards the counter, quickly snatching up his car keys before turning back to her.

“But what?” Joe asked.

“It’s Monday.” Y/n said, slowly climbing off the couch. She stood in front of Joe, the two of them looking at each other closely.

“Yeah?” Joe said with a nonchalant shrug. He wasn’t completely clueless, he was picking up on what y/n was trying to imply.

“You don’t go out on Mondays.” Y/n said simply. “Those are your rest days.”

“Yeah, well… maybe I want to go out.” Joe said, stepping closer to y/n. As someone who was very, very routine-oriented, the words felt weird coming out of his mouth.

“But… those are your rest days.” Y/n said again. Joe sighed, finding himself simultaneously annoyed and overjoyed by how well y/n knew him.

“Y/n, let me take you out for coffee. Please.” Joe murmured, reaching up to brush a bit of y/n’s hair back. She peered up at him, the dampness of her cheeks still visible as she mulled it over before slowly nodding her head. A grin quickly spread across Joe’s cheeks before he leaned forward to kiss y/n’s head.

The drive to the coffee shop was quiet, one of Joe’s hands draped atop the steering wheel, the other resting on y/n’s thigh. Where y/n would usually talk about whatever video her friend had sent her or this drink she had last night, she instead sat quietly, staring out the window. She was stuck entirely in her head, the comments still swirling around and making her feel like she was about to collapse in on herself. Joe kept stealing glances over at her, her prolonged silence a quiet confirmation that something was definitely off… something that he didn’t want to pry for if she wasn’t ready to share.

When they finally made it to the cafe, Joe adjusted his hat before climbing out of the car. He rounded it quickly, fully intending on opening y/n’s car door— y’know, like the gentleman he was— but she’d already done so before closing it. He froze in front of the car, his brow furrowed as y/n stopped a few feet in front of him.

“Sorry, just… thirsty.” Y/n said quickly, glancing around the parking lot before turning back towards Joe. He resisted the urge to reach out for her, instead allowing her to walk past.

“All good.” Joe said, the two of them making their way to the entrance. Y/n hugged her arms closely to her body, walking a measured distance from Joe as he opened the door for her. She murmured a small “thanks” before stepping inside. Immediately, everyone in the store turned to look at them, a few of the faces lighting up in excitement at the sight of the two of them together.

“I can get yours if you just want to sit down, yeah?” Joe said, resting a hand lightly on y/n’s back. Y/n gave him a quick nod before making her way to a booth tucked in a back corner of the cafe. Joe watched her carefully as he waited in the short line.

“You need to calm the fuck down.” Y/n murmured to herself, running a hand down her face as she allowed her head to fall forward. Each pair of eyes on her felt like they were burrowing into her, digging beneath her skin and going straight for the chest. She took in a shaky breath before straightening up, surprised to see two men standing at the opposite end of the table— both who definitely weren’t Joe. 

“Yo, Kelce.” One of the men said. They were both decked out in head-to-toe Ravens gear, one of them pointing his phone camera directly at y/n with a smirk on his face. Y/n assumed they were still in Cincinnati from the game last night— the game the Bengals had handedly lost.

“I don’t know what your deal is,” the man began with a scoff. Y/n felt her breath catch, her cheeks immediately burning red hot. She glanced around, noticing a couple other patrons looking over at y/n and the men.

“But whatever you’re doing to Burrow, you got to cut it out.” The man sighed, crossing his arms across his chest. “He’s been playin’ like shit since he’s been with you.”

The second man chuckled. Y/n’s eyes widened in surprise. She opened her mouth to respond, but the words crumbled on her tongue. Y/n’s stomach turned, the words that had previously just been on her screen verbalized in front of her.

“I– I—” Y/n stammered. The guy with the camera laughed, zooming in on y/n’s confused expression.

“You, like, not letting him hit or something?” The other guy sneered, which only spurred his friend to laugh cruelly. Y/n felt her eyes begin to water, her chest tightening.

“What the fuck did you just say?” Joe snapped, suddenly right behind the two men. He held his and y/n’s drinks in his hands, gripping the plastic cups so tightly y/n was nervous they were going to explode right there in the middle of the cafe.

Y/n wasn’t sure she’d seen him this angry before, and to be quite honest, she was scared. Not of Joe, but for the two men whose nasty smirks had immediately fell at the sight of the 6 '4, muscular man that could easily beat both of their asses without breaking a sweat.

“Yo, bro, we were—” the man with the camera stammered, turning to point the camera at Joe. Joe took a step forward, brushing past the men to stand between them and y/n.

“I don’t care what you were doing, put your camera away.” Joe snapped, the man immediately fumbling to put his camera away.

“It was j– just a prank,” one of the men stammered. “A joke.”

“Yeah, a joke!” The other one nodded quickly.

“I don’t give a fuck, you don’t talk to her like that.” Joe said, pointing at y/n. “If you’ve got shit to say about me or my team, you talk to me, not her.”

The two men stood in stunned silence, some of the other guests in the cafe watching with shocked expression at the stern tone of Joe’s usually calm, level-headed voice. Joe looked around, noticing the eyes (and cameras) on them, and was quietly glad he’d made it abundantly clear he had no tolerance for people talking shit about his girl, especially in front of him.

“Get out of here.” Joe said simply before turning away from the men as they quickly scurried out of the cafe. He quickly placed their drinks on the table before leaning down to be eye level with y/n as she sat in the booth. She met his eyes for a split second before immediately pulling him into a hug. Her heart was pounding more off of adrenaline than anything, her fingers curling into his t-shirt.

“Hey, it’s okay.” He murmured lowly, smoothing a hand down y/n’s back. “Let’s get out of here, yeah?”

She nodded against his neck before the two of them pulled apart. Y/n met his eyes again, giving him a soft look, a quiet “thank you”. Joe quickly grabbed their drinks, balancing them both in one hand before turning towards y/n. He followed closely behind her, one of his hands gently resting on her back as they went towards the exit. 

Then, just before they left, Joe did something that surprised her: he reached hand up to cup her jaw before pulling in for a kiss. Not a quick peck or a sweet “on the cheek” moment, but a full on kiss, saliva and all. When he finally pulled away, y/n’s eyes were wide and she swore she heard a patron let out a low whistle.

“I love you and I don’t want you to let what other people think get to you.” Joe murmured. “They don’t know you and they don’t know us.”

The corner of y/n’s mouth quirked into a smile.

“I love you.” Y/n said, reaching out to take Joe’s hand.

When y/n opened her notifications later that evening, she was greeted by another influx of tags— albeit much larger than the ones underneath the Bengals’ post. Immediately her stomach churned, but she still found herself tapping through to see what was up… only this time the tone was much, much different. It seemed Joe’s message was loud and clear.

JOE BURROW STANDS UP FOR GIRLFRIEND Y/N KELCE AFTER HEATED ENCOUNTER IN DOWNTOWN CINCINNATI: “IF YOU’VE GOT SHIT TO SAY ABOUT ME OR MY TEAM, YOU TALK TO ME, NOT HER.”

burrrr_9: wow i’ve never seen him like this, he does not play about @.ynkelce >>> alexbaker100: as he should !! she’s an angel cleogal: @.ynkelce cincinnati loves you !!! sheisty101: joe knows how lucky he is to have @.ynkelce, love them

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[crushpunky]

joe appears on kelce!reader’s podcast (part one)

masterlist | joe burrow masterlist

just because i was missing these cuties, part two coming soon <3

Y/n had invited Joe over under the pretense of getting breakfast, which was true, but more than anything she just wanted to see him again… and Joe was more than happy to oblige. The two of them had been hanging out almost constantly for the past few weeks, switching between Joe and hers places.

“I’m sorry, I literally just don’t believe you!” Y/n laughed, throwing her head. Her hair fell back against the back of the couch where Joe’s arm rested. The two of them had been chatting there for hours, sharing stories and jokes back and forth with a natural ease.

“No, it’s true!” Joe grinned.“I told them they weren’t taking it seriously enough.”

“Eight years old and already commanding that damn field.” Y/n teased with a quirk of her brow. Joe chuckled, his cheeks blushing slightly as y/n smiled back at him.

“What can I say,” Joe said lowly, “I’ve always known what I wanted.”

Y/n swore she caught a glimmer of something in Joe’s gaze as it fluttered down to her lips before meeting her eyes once again. Y/n felt her breath catch slightly, but nonetheless her body was naturally gravitating forward, pulled towards Joe with an almost magnetic force… a magnetic force he was certainly feeling the effects of as his hand resting on the back of the couch shifted to cup the nape of y/n’s neck. The two of them leaned in until they were only millimeters apart, their breath mingling before—

A shrill ring cut through the tightly strung moment, causing both of them to jump apart.

“Shit.” Y/n swore before grabbing for her ringing phone. She fumbled with it, the tension of the moment still evident in her shaky hands. As she read the name, her brows furrowed.

“I’m sorry, I should probably take this.” Y/n murmured quickly before getting up off the couch. As she walked away, Joe let out a long exhale, running a hand down his flushed face. He could hear only bits and pieces of the rushed conversation over his still pounding heart as one of y/n’s cats— Sam, he’d studied and she was impressed when he could tell the difference— padded across the floor. Y/n had warned him before he’d come over the first time that her cats were “antisocial and her little shadows that hated and ignored anyone else”, but both of them were quite surprised when the two little fluffballs had quickly warmed up to Joe. The cat looked up at him with a curious curl of his tail before unceremoniously hopping up onto the couch and plopping down in Joe’s lap.

After a while of Joe looking around y/n’s living room, she quickly rushed back into the room with a panicked look on her face. She ran a hand haphazardly through her hair before letting out a whine.

“Everything alright?” Joe asked as y/n sat down on the couch next to him with a sigh. 

“No,” y/n frowned, “my guest for the podcast today just cancelled. And I’ve been hyping up a guest episode for weeks and I had everything prepared a– and the episode goes up tomorrow afternoon and I can’t get anyone in time and—”

“I’ll do it.” Joe blurted before he even had a moment to think about it. Y/n’s eyes widened slightly before she turned towards him.

“What?” Y/n asked, looking over Joe for any sense of a joke, but he remained relaxed and casual on the couch.

“I’ll do the episode with you.” Joe said. “I–If you need a guest and, y’know, that’s alright with you.”

Y/n’s face softened immediately, the relief completely radiating throughout her body before she threw herself forward. Her arms were tossed around Joe’s broad shoulders, pulling him into a tight hug. Joe stiffened for a second out of pure surprise before gently wrapping an arm around y/n’s back. He took in a long inhale, taking in the scent of y/n’s hair and the feel of her warmth against his own, before she pulled away.

“Oh my gosh, sorry.” Y/n said with a nervous chuckle, brushing a piece of her hair back. “That was just— I’m very thankful for you— for your help.”

“Yeah,” Joe said with a grin, “no big deal. I’d be happy to help.”

Y/n flashed him a wide smile, raising her shoulders with an excited squeal before leaning forward to press a kiss to Sam’s head, who was still curled up in Joe’s lap.

“It’s a miracle, Sammy.” Y/n cooed, petting the cat's head. Joe found himself smiling as he watched her. As if feeling his eyes on her, she looked up at him with a chuckle.

“Ok, I’m gonna go get the mics set up, yeah?” Y/n grinned.

“Sounds good.” Joe said with a nod. “Do you need help or…?”

“No, no, you’re already doing… more than enough by just being here.” Y/n said gently. Joe felt his cheeks warm, looking away from y/n for a moment with a flushed chuckle.

“Seriously, it’s fine.” Joe murmured before clearing his throat and sitting up straighter, a bit of boldness working its way into himself. “I, uh, really like spending time with you.”

The smile on y/n’s face grew impossibly wider.

“I really like spending time with you too, Joe.” Y/n said. They let out flustered giggles, the two of them looking like nervous school children as they stared at each other with stupidly wide grins.

“Ok, um, I’m gonna go… get set up.” Y/n whispered before getting up off the couch.

“Alright.” Joe nodded, looking up at her from his seated position as she leaned forward to press a kiss to his cheek. His cheeks immediately blushed bright red.

“Thank you, Joe.” She said one last time before making her way back to her office, leaving Joe a flustered mess wondering how he was going to psych himself up to talk to her on camera without looking like he had a massive crush on her.

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joe and kelce!reader have a slow morning

masterlist | joe burrow masterlist

warning for nudity + suggestive material lol

Offseason

Y/n couldn’t think of a more dreamy word. Just the thought of it made y/n’s head swim with ideas of travelling to far away lands and long, leisurely coffee walks.

It made her immediately begin to think of times like this.

Joe laid on his stomach, his shirtless back slowly rising and falling with each slow, sleepy breath. His arm reached out, curling around y/n’s waist. She laid next to him, resting on her side, her front pressed snugly against Joe’s side. Their legs were tangled underneath the lightweight (probably expensive) sheets Joe had purchased for the summer. The ceiling fan spun rapidly above them, circulating cool air that made y/n’s bare body tingle with early morning goosebumps.

To be fair, it had been a lot warmer last night when the two of them climbed into bed sans clothes… no other reason…

Y/n took in a long breath, stretching her arms out with a groan. She wriggled around before draping herself atop Joe’s back, allowing him to act as her own personal heater as she wrapped her arms around Joe’s shoulders. She laid there for only a moment before she felt him begin to stir. His arm that had previously been wrapped around her waist curled first, reaching for a presence that no longer was where it had been only a moment ago.

“Good morning.” Joe grumbled, lifting his head from the pillow and peering over his shoulder. His hair was a mess— a sure sign of a good night's sleep— as he squinted against the morning light to look at y/n. She moved up a bit, hooking her chin on his shoulder so their noses brushed slightly, causing Joe to let out a deep chuckle.

“What are you doing?” Joe said, his voice gravelly as he carefully shifted under y/n onto his back. She continued to hold onto him with the firm grip of a koala as he settled back into the pillows, his arms wrapping around her and hugging her impossibly closer. With their new position, y/n rested her chin on his broad chest and looked up at him.

“I was cold.” Y/n said lowly, biting back a smile.

“Cold?” Joe teased. “If I remember correctly, you were very, very hot last night.”

Y/n rolled her eyes dramatically as a smirk spread across Joe’s face. His hands smoothed down her sides before falling at her hips. He pinched a bit of the fat on her ass, causing y/n to let out a surprised giggle.

“Hey! You watch it, mister.” Y/n scoffed as she slapped Joe's shoulder playfully.

“What?” Joe laughed, holding his hands up innocently. “You were the one who asked for a massage—”

“That was last night and that quickly devolved once someone started getting too handsy.” Y/n scoffed, holding a stern finger up.

“Ok but… can you blame me?” Joe said, smoothing his hands along y/n’s body with a quirk of his brow. Y/n fake gagged before flopping back down on Joe’s chest. Joe laughed, cupping the back of y/n’s head before pressing a kiss to the top of her hair.

The two of them fell into a natural, comfortable silence, the only sounds y/n could hear in the room coming from the ceiling fan and Joe’s heartbeat, which thrummed steadily in her ear as it pressed against Joe’s chest. Joe gently traced his fingertips up and down y/n’s spine, feeling every ridge, bump, and curve he had just about memorized.

“D’you want to go on a walk and get some coffee?” Joe asked as y/n peered up at him. His gaze was entirely relaxed and gentle as his lips curled up into a smile.

“Yep.” Y/n smiled, pressing a peck to Joe’s smiling lips.

“Who would’ve guessed?” He teased. Y/n groaned before burying her face in Joe’s neck.

“I literally can’t say no to a coffee walk.” Y/n said into the crick of Joe’s neck, the words causing tingly vibrations to buzz across Joe’s skin. “You know that’s my weakness.”

“I thought I was your weakness?” Joe asked, causing y/n to lift her head up. She wriggled around slightly, getting nose-to-nose with Joe. Joe’s grip on her hips tightened slightly, but his gaze remained relaxed.

“You’re my ultimate weakness, Burrow.” Y/n murmured lowly. “Coffee walks are a close second.”

“Aww, you like me.” Joe smiled widely, the corners of his eyes crinkling. A deep giggle bubbled up in y/n’s stomach as she draped her arms around Joe’s neck.

“I mean…” Y/n said, directing her eyes down to look at their bare bodies tangled up in the bed. “Was that not clear enough?”

“Good point.” Joe chuckled. “You must really like me then.”

“Oh yeah, I really—” Y/n pressed a kiss to Joe’s jaw— “really like you.”

Joe let out a low sigh, his hands gently combing through y/n’s hair as the two of them savored each other's touch and presence. Their lips moved back and forth, a dance between two people who had plenty of practice. Y/n pressed one last, long kiss to his lips before she lifted her head to stare down at him. She bit her lip, hiding a mischievous smile at Joe as her head tilted to the side to look at his flushed expression. Joe’s hand cupped y/n’s neck, attempting to pull her in a bit closer as he leaned up to clear the gap between their lips.

“Let’s go on that coffee walk.” Y/n whispered, pulling just out of his reach. He let out an incredulous scoff.

“What?” Joe chuckled, reaching for another kiss which y/n dodged.

“The walk.” Y/n repeated. “Let’s go—”

She started to get off the bed, one leg going so far as to sling off the side. Joe immediately let out a low groan as y/n wriggled atop him, sliding further off the side of the bed. Before she could continue to slide out of the bed, Joe’s arms quickly encircled her in a tight bearhug, forcing her back atop him with a yelp.

“No, it can wait.” Joe groaned, trapping y/n against himself.

“But you said—” Y/n pled.

“I know what I said.” Joe whined, his eyes as wide as a puppy dog’s, “but that was ten minutes ago when you hadn’t kissed me yet and getting out of bed still sounded like a good idea.”

Y/n sighed, giving Joe a dramatic pout.

“Hey, hey, don’t give me that.” Joe said, moving to hold y/n’s face in his hands. He traced his thumb gently along y/n’s lips, his featherlight touch immediately tickling y/n’s pout into a smile. Joe smiled back at her, pressing a kiss to her lips.

“Y’know what?” Joe murmured as he pressed a kiss to y/n’s jaw.

“I have a way—” Joe continued with a kiss to the column of y/n’s throat— “way—” he pressed a kiss to her sternum— “better idea.”

“Can I ask what it entails?” Y/n stifled the little giggle that threatened to bubble up.

“Oh, I’ll show you.” Joe said as he wrapped an arm around y/n’s lower back before flipping the two of them over, y/n’s back hitting the mattress as she let out a squeal.

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kelce!reader instagram posts

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joe burrow x kelce!reader - kelce!reader instagram posts

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joe and kelce!reader attend their first bengals event together

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love them <3 warning for mentions of drinking/smoking + anxiety (+ like one sex joke lol)

Joe and y/n had been dating for a few months when Joe casually brought up the idea of her attending a Bengals event… with him. As his girlfriend.

This was different from the numerous casual hangouts he had brought her to over the off-season, ones that usually consisted of getting high and watching a movie with Ja’Marr and Tee or his friends from home. Y/n had found it easy— after a couple of hangouts, of course—  to melt into the easy, low-pressure situations that were constrained to friends on Joe’s couch or some other private, intimate circle. But an official event hosted by the Bengals was entirely different.

This was in front of coaches and trainers, his teammates and their partners. This was making things real— of course things had been real between them for months at this point, but this made things real in the eyes of the people around Paycor who had heard only whispers about their quarterback’s romantic escapades. This was telling the people she’d be spending a lot of time with this upcoming season that, yes, it was true: Joe Burrow was dating y/n Kelce.

“You want me to go… with you?” Y/n whispered, quirking her brow as she looked up at Joe from where her head rested in his lap. Joe’s fingers idly twirled a piece of y/n’s hair as he gazed down at her.

“I mean, it’d be nice to have someone to help make the preseason party at least a little bearable.” Joe said with a smirk. Y/n swallowed harshly as she blinked up at him.

“Ok.” Y/n said, the corners of her mouth slowly curling up into a smile.

“Yeah?” Joe grinned. “You’ll go?”

“Yes.” Y/n said again with a chuckle. Joe’s smile grew impossibly wider as he leaned down and pressed a kiss to y/n’s lips. Y/n laughed again, her hand moving up to tangle in the tuft of curls resting at the base of his neck as she kissed him back.

“You know what this means, right?” Y/n murmured just as Joe pulled back enough to look at her.

“Yeah.” Joe said lowly. “I want them to meet the girl they’ll be hearing a lot about this season… if that’s alright with you?”

Y/n felt her cheeks warm as her hand shifted to cup Joe’s jaw, leaning up to press another kiss to his grinning lips.

“That’s more than alright.” Y/n said.

The day had finally come after weeks of anxious preparation… mostly on y/n’s part.

“Is this too much?” Y/n asked as she adjusted her hair and jewelry in the sun visor of Joe’s car for the umpteenth time. Joe let out a low chuckle as he turned into the parking lot of the venue. The lot had already begun to fill with cars, couples filing into the dining room under the sparkling lights and orange and black balloons strung up above the entryway.

“Y/n,” Joe sighed as he put the car into park, “it’s perfect—”

Joe reached across the console and grabbed y/n’s hand, lifting it to his lips and pressing a kiss to the skin of her knuckles.

“You’re perfect,” Joe said with another kiss, “everything is perfect. Don’t worry.”

“But what if—” Y/n began with a whine.

“Y/n.” Joe said, his voice low and firm. “They’re going to love you.”

“I…” Y/n sighed, gnawing on her bottom lip as Joe gave her a cautioning look. “Ok. Ok. Fine.”

Joe grinned, kissing y/n’s cheek one last time before climbing out of the car. As he did, a couple nearby teammates who were already making their way into the building waved excitedly, calling him by an array of nicknames. It wasn’t especially surprising. Whether Joe wanted to admit it or not— or whether he wanted it or not— Joe was a magnet in every room he walked into. He was a quiet almost mysterious force that immediately drew attention… and tonight would be no exception, however, tonight y/n would be by his side as all those eyes fell on them.

Joe waved back with a tight smile as he rounded the car. Y/n smoothed a hand down the front of the simple black minidress she was wearing just as the passenger door swung open. Joe’s hand slipped underneath the vintage Bengals jacket to rest on the small of y/n’s back as she climbed out of the car.

As they made their way to the entrance, y/n could feel countless pairs of eyes following them. And, as they finally stepped into the elegantly decorated and bustling dining room, y/n’s heart pounded as a barrage of whispered comments stabbed into her.

No way, Joe brought a girl with him?

Oh my god, is that y/n Kelce?

Who is that chick? She’s no Olivia…

Joe could feel y/n stiffen under his touch, nearly tripping over her heels as the two of them were practically swarmed by teammates and coaches, all jumping to capitalize on a rare off field appearance from QB1. Joe gave his casual greetings to friends and coworkers, y/n tucked into his side and looking like a deer caught in headlights.

“And who is this that you brought with you?” One of Joe’s teammates asked, nodding his head towards y/n with a smile. Next to him, a girl eyed y/n over carefully before meeting her eye with an expectant smile. Joe smoothed his hand down y/n’s back as she flashed a grin back at the man and woman opposite them.

“This is y/n…” Joe said, turning to look at her, “my girlfriend.”

Y/n felt her heart skip as she turned to look at him, the metaphorical bomb they’d been carefully guarding already beginning to cascade around the room. Joe let out a long exhale, the weight of not talking about the girl he’d been crazy for for months immediately lifted off his shoulders. At the same time, the corner of y/n’s mouth quirked up into a smile. Even as the two of them could practically feel everyone in the room's eyes darting to them, it didn’t matter. All that mattered was Joe smiling at y/n and y/n smiling at Joe.

“Girlfriend?” Joe’s teammate asked. “This is— you’re— y/n Kelce?!”

“Josh!” His girlfriend scolded, elbowing Joe’s teammate— Josh— in the side. Y/n felt her cheeks burn red hot, Joe letting out a low chuckle.

“It’s alright,” y/n chuckled, “I know it’s a little… surprising.”

“No, it’s— I just—” Josh stammered. “I mean, I definitely noticed something was… different with him— better— I just didn’t expect it to be because of a Kelce.”

Y/n laughed as Joe rolled his eyes playfully, pulling y/n closer into his side as Josh’s girlfriend quirked a brow at her boyfriend.

“No offense, y/n.” Josh added.

“None taken,” y/n said. “Trust me, I’m well aware of Cincinnati's feelings towards my brother.”

“Well, regardless of Cincinnatti’s feelings towards your brother,” Josh’s girlfriend cleared her throat, “we’re very lucky to have you.”

Y/n smiled, the words acting as an immediate soothing balm to the anxiety that had been burning in her ever since Joe invited her to the event. Joe squeezed y/n’s hip gently, causing her to look over at him as he nodded down at her with a smile that practically screamed “I told you so”.

“Especially if you keep Burrow smiling like that.” Josh added. Joe scoffed, shaking his head, his cheeks blushed bright pink.

“I’ll try my best.” Y/n laughed.

“Well, we’ll leave you two to continue your rounds,” Josh’s girlfriend said, nodding to the crowd that had slowly begun to form around Joe and y/n. “It looks like you’ve got a lot of people to meet.”

“Of course,” Y/n chuckled. “It was nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you,” Josh said. “See you around Paycor.”

Josh’s girlfriend gave y/n one last wave before linking arms with Josh, the two of them returning to the bustling party. Before the next couple could corner them, Joe stepped in, muttering out a quick excuse before guiding y/n down some side hallway. Once they were out of sight, Joe spun her around before pulling her in for a searing kiss. Y/n let out a surprised yelp before relaxing into the kiss, her hands moving to wrap around Joe’s broad shoulders. After a long, heated moment, Joe finally pulled away with a smile.

“What was that about?” Y/n chuckled as Joe brushed his thumb along the curve of y/n’s jaw.

“I’m just really happy you’re here.” Joe grinned, his dimples making a rare but welcome appearance. Y/n smiled back at him before balancing up on her tip toes to press her lips to Joe’s again. She could feel Joe chuckle against her lips as his hands spanned along the small of her back, bringing her hips flush to his own and—

“Damn what’s going on down there, Hoe Burrow.” A voice suddenly said. Joe and y/n lips pulled apart, Joe’s hands still draped around her waist as they turned to see Ja’Marr standing at the end of the hallway with a playful smirk on his face. Y/n’s cheeks heated up in embarrassment, Joe rolling his eyes as Ja’Marr wiggled his eyebrows.

“Man, why don’t you mind your own business.” Joe sighed, running a hand through his hair as Ja’Marr came over.

“You’re right, you’re right.” Ja’Marr chuckled. “Sorry for cock blocking you, Burrow.”

“Dude!” Joe scoffed, y/n letting out a groan as she buried her face in Joe’s shoulder.

“A’ight, a’ight.” Ja’Marr held his hands up in faux innocence, before his lips quirked up into a smirk. “I’m sorry.”

Joe shoved at Ja’Marr’s shoulder, who let out a chuckle as he stumbled back a step.

“Seriously though,” Ja’Marr straightened before turning to y/n, “I’m glad you’re here.”

Y/n smiled, “thanks, Ja’Marr.”

“It’s good to see you both so happy.” Ja’Marr nodded. “I’ll let you return to… whatever you were doing before I interrupted.”

“Yeah, yeah, ok.” Joe rolled his eyes. Ja’Marr gave the two of them one last mischievous grin before turning and making his way back to the party.

“Oh, y/n, Tee was asking for the recipes for those cookies you made last weekend—” Ja’Marr turned back towards the two of them.

“Go away!” Joe groaned, waving Ja’Marr off as he held up his hands innocently. Y/n laughed as Ja’Marr finally left the two of them alone. Joe turned back to her, a grin on his lips.

“I love you.” Joe said gently. Y/n felt her heart skip at the vulnerability in his voice. “Thank you.”

“I love you.” Y/n whispered back. “And thank you.”

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joe and kelce!reader babysit

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this was a really cute request, enjoy <3 warning for mention of having kids in the future

Whether or not they wanted to admit it, Jason and Kylie were overdue for a vacation… without their three wonderful but also extremely “a lot” children. So, when it came time to find a babysitter for the week, there was no one better to take on the feat than Jason’s younger sister, y/n, and her boyfriend, Joe, or to the children, Aunt Y/n and Uncle Joe.

This situation was exactly how Joe and y/n found their Cincinnati home in its current, glittery, and chaotic state. Dolls were strewn about the living room, little tutus and tiaras scattered about each and every guest bedroom, which Joe and y/n had painstakingly childproofed, only for the girls to decide they all just wanted to sleep on the floor in y/n and Joe’s room and have a movie night for their final night in Cincinnati.

So, they spent the better half of an hour hauling blankets, pillows, and cushions and constructing the girls’ perfect sleeping fort. Y/n popped a few bags of popcorn while Joe shuffled through endless movie options with the girls before they eventually landed on Frozen— not much of a surprise since Mila and Poppy had roped their younger sister Elsie into their Frozen obsession.

“Aunt Y/n, we are watching Frozen!” Mila said as she bounced on the end of y/n and Joe’s bed. Joe sat against the headboard, watching Mila and Poppy closely as they clamored around y/n, her arms full of popcorn. Elsie sat in his lap, the youngest sibling still a little young to be jumping around with her sisters.

“Frozen!” Elsie babbled, clapping happily. Joe hummed in agreement, swiping a hand through Elsie’s unruly curls. Each of the girls wore the same purple pajamas, all matching with y/n, which had been very, very exciting for them. Joe wore an old purple LSU t-shirt that he said was “close enough”, which the girls also seemed to enjoy.

“Oh really?” Y/n said sweetly, setting a large bowl of popcorn between herself, Joe, and Elsie. Mila and Poppy each had their own smaller bowls, clamoring down to sit in their little pillow fort as the movie began. After a day of baking, singing, dancing, and playing, this was probably the first time they’d sat still for more than a minute.

“Very surprising choice.” Joe chuckled, popping a piece of popcorn in his mouth before flashing y/n a cheeky smile. Elsie grabbed a toddler-sized fistful of popcorn before cramming it into her mouth.

“Oh yeah, definitely couldn’t have predicted that one.” Y/n grinned as she climbed onto the bed. Joe lifted his arm, allowing y/n to settle into his side as he curled his arm around her. The room quickly filled with the munching of popcorn and singing of music, the girls practically reciting the entire movie with impressive accuracy.

“Uncle Joe!” Elsie squealed, pointing to the TV as Kristoff appeared. Joe’s brows furrowed. At the foot of the bed, Poppy and Mila let out little giggles as their heads popped out from their little forts.

“That’s not Uncle Joe, Elsie, that’s Kristoff!” Mila laughed, flopping down atop the bed into a fit of giggles, Poppy quickly joining.

“Uncle Joe!” Elsie giggled, pointing at the TV again. Joe let out an incredulous chuckle as he glanced over at y/n, who found herself laughing. The girls’ giggles irresistibly contagious, Joe found himself laughing.

“Sing, Kristoff! Sing!” Poppy giggled, climbing up onto the bed. Mila followed, joining in on her sister’s jeering.

“Sing! Sing!” Elsie clapped her hands. Mila and Poppy quickly squeezed in next to Elsie between y/n and Joe. The three girls laughed, their heads of unruly curls bouncing together as they looked up at Joe, who was flushing bright red.

“C’mon, sing, Kristoff.” Y/n teased, Joe flashing her a sharp look. In the short moment their eyes met, y/n could practically see Joe’s resolve crumble.

“Ok, ok, fine!” Joe said, throwing his hands up dramatically. “I will sing if…” 

Joe dramatically waved his finger before pointing at y/n, “Aunt Y/n joins me.”

Y/n’s face fell before her eyes widened, a mischievous smirk spread across Joe’s face. The girls immediately let out excited squeals.

“Yes! Aunt Y/n!” Poppy giggled. Y/n let out a low sigh before straightening up a bit. She held her hands up, the girls quickly quieting down.

“Do you want to build a snowman?” Y/n sang, cringing slightly to herself, her reaction much different from the look that spread across her nieces’ faces. Their eyes filled with complete infatuation, Joe’s eyes filling with the same awe as he looked at y/n and her nieces.

“C’mon let’s…” Y/n continued before gesturing towards Joe to continue.

“Play?” Joe sang-asked. The girls giggled before settling down once again.

“I never see you…” Y/n grinned, catching Joe’s eyes as they crinkled slightly.

“Anymore.” Joe finished. The girls let out another wave of giggles, this time a bit quieter as y/n noticed their eyes grow heavier. Elsie let out a yawn before burying her face into the front of Joe’s shirt. His hand came up to smooth down her back as she let out a long, sleepy sigh.

“Come out the door…” Y/n hummed lowly, brushing a bit of Poppy’s hair back as she rested her head against Mila’s shoulder, who in turn rested her head against y/n’s leg.

Joe and y/n— or mostly y/n— continued, singing quietly as the girls slowly fell victim to a long and exciting day with Uncle Joe and Aunt y/n, their heavy eyes closing as little, sleepy breaths filled the room. Joe glanced over at y/n, their eyes meeting as smiles spread across their faces. Joe reached the arm that was slung around y/n up to cradle her neck before bringing her forward and pressing a kiss to her head.

“You’re really good with them.” Joe murmured against her hair. Y/n pulled away slightly, looking at him closely. She noticed the completely soft and content look on his face, no evidence of the intensity that showed on his face when he was on the field or watching film. He looked entirely relaxed and at home here with his girl in his arms and three little heads of curls resting between them.

“So are you.” Y/n whispered, a gentle smile on her lips. Joe swallowed harshly, looking away for a moment as he lightly and instinctually smoothed one of Mila’s curls out of her shut eyes.

“I can’t help but think about… us in the future.” Joe said, his eyes meeting y/n’s again. “Y’know, with our own.”

 The smile on y/n’s face widened. She reached a hand up, cupping Joe’s cheek.

“I can’t wait.” Y/n murmured, Joe’s smile widening before they leaned in to press their lips together. Once they pulled away, they rested their temples together, gazing at the sleeping girls.

“If our kids love Frozen as much as them,” Y/n began with a long exhale, “you’re gonna have to get better at singing.”

Joe chuckled.

“I’ll take lessons.” Joe teased, causing y/n to let out a loud laugh before quickly clamping a hand over her mouth. 

Luckily, the exhausted girls didn’t even bat an eye.

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