Any type of Jo comfort please xooooooo
i had a little fun with this one!! i apologise i wrote it in an hour
ONE SHOT - josette x masc! grumpy!reader - misunderstandings
it was a long day. a long week, if you want to be specific. the tension around the house was so thick, you could cut it with a knife.
tonight, you found yourself sleeping on the couch, huddled under blanket and makeshift pillows from hard cushions. the tension between you and jo was also not good. having been fighting non stop- continuously for three days straight. jo left and came back. you left and came back. jo asked for space, you respected that. opting to take the couch so your partner has the bedroom.
the couch wasn’t even comfy. spending now, three nights in the couch was giving you back pain. sleeping at awful angles.. that is, if you can get sleep. having been used to the comfort of sleeping with another body beside you. sleeping in the cold empty room was different.
both of you have resorted to the silent treatment. jo may be mad at you. you could remember very clearly the words ‘don’t speak to me right now’ coming from her lips and you respected it. tiptoeing around them, careful not to get in their way.
this argument was your fault, so it made sense for josette to be angry. you did start it first, unfortunately.
you just weren’t having a good day. stress and anxiety making you on edge. a migraine was settled in deep. nothing was going right. you needed some relief. you needed to go for a smoke.
you knew smoking was bad. having promised to stop smoking- a pinky promise to josette a couple months ago on a balcony in one of the hotels you both shared while muna was on tour. a small promise that jo thought was true and so did you. but it wasn’t genuine if you were out that night, three days ago, on the porch steps.
your plan was to quickly have a smoke, just to relax yourself while josette was having a shower. you must’ve lost track of time as the cigarette was snatched from your hand. the disappointed look from your lover staring down at you.
it all went downhill from then onwards. josettes disappointment and betrayal. your frustration and migraine making it worse. every syllable that came out of josettes mouth made your head ring.
you refused to think back on that situation from then on. saying words you didn’t mean while they said the same. it seemed like that broke a pipe.
it was three days ago and you were left wondering if josette was going to leave. every second of the day you hear small footsteps pottering around the house, wondering if the steps would go close to the door and not come back. if you’d watch your partner come down the stairs with a suitcase in hand and leave without a word.
josette needed space and you respected it. even if deep down you knew they wouldn’t leave. yet, you couldn’t trust yourself to believe that just yet.
it feels like the universe has truly decided to punish you further with the migraine that has settled in yet again. it was a different type of migraine. the thunder rumbling the sky was to blame. you were prone to headaches and migraines from thunder and lightning. it was something you didn’t like either
the sound of thunder and lightning scared you. as a young child, you’d run into your parents room and hide under the covers with them whilst the storm drifted away. the safety of being with another person made you feel more relaxed and less scared. who’s to say lighting won’t strike the house and strike you in the house?
it might seem like an impossible situation but it scared you. the loud noise of the thunder that booms through the house. that makes you jump and your blood run cold for a few seconds as your heart beat quickens up. you felt a lump form in your throat as you tried to clear it away. you knew what you wanted to do and you couldn’t.
what a normal situation would be when josette would pull you just a bit closer as you wrapped your arms around them, hiding your face in the crook of their neck. they’d run their hands up and down your back, whispering small praises in your ear.
“the thunder can’t get you baby.”
“it’ll be gone in a little while”
that comfort was something you couldn’t afford at the moment. yet you so desperately wanted it. desperately wanted to hide yourself under the blankets, basking in the warmth of josette, cold arms wrapped around their frame as you hide from the loud noise.
before you knew it. you stood outside your shared bedroom. blanket wrapped around your shoulders, tightly. as if it was the only thing to shield you from the strikes of flashing lights that zoom across your eyes. the rain belts against the window, creating loud noises to distract you from your choked snd shaky breathing.
the lump in your throat seemed to be growing worse as your hand collides with the door. a small knock broke the silence, the tension wavering between both rooms. you heard no word. your hand fell down to the handle. quietly pushing it open as you knocked a bit louder this time.
there, under the blankets was josette. hee back was turned towards the door, seemingly to be laying on your side of the bed. your eyes adjusted to the darkness as you heard shuffling. your heart jumped into your throat as anxiety rose up into your stomach.
“what?” josettes voice could be heard. half asleep with the grogginess. they turned over to face you, flipping on the small light on the bedside table. jo sat up in the bed. a deep frown in their face as they stares back at you.
“what are you doing here?” maybe that stung a little, but you deserved it. you hurt josette, josette hurt you. you hurt yourself and this was your fault. shunned to the living room. what once was your shared room, didn’t feel very inviting.
“it’s four am. what’s wrong?” josettes voice dropped with sleepiness and a small tinge of concern. although you made them very pissed off the past three days, they can’t help but feel concerned. yes, you were stood in front of them, moving your weight from one leg to another, eyes puffy, stained with tears as your eyes scanned around the room, unable to meet josettes who were firmly placed on you.
that wasn’t one josette thought they’d hear at this hour. the small apology was foreign to their ears. hearing you sound so small and upset made something thug at their heart.
jo was exhausted. sleeping along was tiring and cold. this was a flaw of theirs that they didn’t take pride in. not wanting to own up to their mistakes just yet. opting to wanting alone time to form their thoughts. to figure out what to do and how to go about it.
hearing you apologise made them realise how..weird the last three days were. on one hand, jo was grateful you respected their boundaries and gave them space. but josette didn’t think you’d give them this much space.
josette was perfectly fine.. with sharing a bed with you. it was you who didn’t want to share the bed. that was what josette thought.
a misunderstanding the two didn’t understand yet. too worried to ask the other to come to bed in fear they’d say no.
looking back, it sounds a bit stupid now.
“i’m sorry too” josette spoke out before she could think. a flash of thunder broke through right after they spoke. they watched as you flinched. josette understood why you knocked now.
“come here” you watched as josette opened the blankets. an open invitation for you to join them in the bed. you didn’t need to think twice, quickly running over and jumping in.
“god, you’re fucking cold” josette mumbled, wrapping her arms around you, pulling the duvet up more.
“well, that’s what sleeping on the couch is like”
“you didn’t need to sleep on the couch, though” josette frowned, leaning down to stare at you. your faces right beside each other on the pillows.
“you wanted space. i assumed that meant in the bedroom too.” you closed your eyes, shivering as goosebumps littered your arms. jo’s warm hands ran up and down your back, trying to warm you up.
“how was i supposed to know” there was a small sniffle. josette opened their eyes, watching a small tear slip down readers tightly closed eyes. she wiped away the tears with the pad of their thumb.
“you’re a bit of an idiot. i thought you’d come to bed that night. you didn’t, so i thought you were angry with me so i gave you space”
“i thought you were still angry with me so i gave you space”
“well, it seems like we’re both idiots then” jo moved positions, opting to lay flat on their back. bringing you closer to lay your head on their chest. this was one of the unspoken things. if you decided to be little spoon for the night, nobody said anything in the morning.
josette ran her hands through your hair, playing with some strands as they sighed.
“i’m sorry if i blew up on you. i know you probably were struggling. i must’ve made it worse, huh?”
“i shouldn’t have ever broken the promise about the cigarettes. i just.. wasnt doing very well and needed some relief.”
“you could’ve come to me.”
another strike of thunder came along with a flash of lightning. jo gripped onto you tighter, leaning their head to the side to kiss the crown of your head.
“promise you’ll come to me if you need anything. and you’ll mean it this time?”
“yeah- i promise” you leaned up and placed a kiss on josettes lips. they smiled into the kiss, breaking away shortly.
“try and get some sleep. we can talk more about this tomorrow”
