Disclaimer: This a Joe Sugg imagine. All events depicted are fictional. Y/N = Your Name
After a few tries, Y/N finally managed to unlock the front door. With a huff, she fell into the front room while juggling three, full plastic bags.
Caspar turned his attention to her from the TV screen when he heard her panting. The look of confusion on his face quickly morphed into a grin.
"Having trouble there, Y/N?" he chuckled.
She grimaced, setting down the bags on the table. "Don't get up and help or anything." She haphazardly took off her sneakers.
Caspar continued to laugh softly, turning back to his game, "Well, it's too late now."
Y/N massaged the cramps out of her hands as she walked over to the back of the couch. Lazily, she threw her arms around Caspar's neck and gave him a small peck on the cheek.
"Winning?"
"Yes," Caspar said quietly, his face scrunched, showing his forehead Wi-Fi symbol. "For now, at least."
Y/N chuckled, "Alright, I'll leave you to it. Is Joe all set up for our video?"
"Uhh, he should be. Last time I was downstairs he was setting up his camera."
She nodded her acknowledgement, even though Caspar wasn't paying any attention, and headed downstairs. A myriad of boxes towered around the staircase, making her sigh.
It's a shame really… I'll miss this place, she thought.
She spent a lot of time in this apartment after befriending the two boys and the rest of buttercream squad. Even though they weren't moving far, it really did feel as though a chapter of their lives were closing with the end date of the lease.
"Joe? You ready?" she asked, her bare feet slapping against the wooden steps. "I brought the props. They were heavy as shit."
She reached the end of the stairs and turned to go into Joe's room, "Still wish you would have hel-"
Y/N stood stock still in the door when she saw Joe.
He was curled up like a cat around his laptop on his bed, snoring softly.
"Oh." She smiled. He must have starting editing while waiting on me.
Slowly, she stepped closer to the bed and started moving the gadgets away from the sleeping ball. As she was starting to put things away, a small whimper made her stop in her tracks.
Y/N whipped her head toward Joe and frowned. He made another whimper and started twitching slightly.
Is he dreaming?
His eyebrows furrowed and a deep frown pulled on his lips as his hands tightened into fists.
She sat down on the bed and carefully brushed a piece of hair from his face.
"No."
Y/N jumped slightly at the noise, thinking Joe might have woken up. But, his eyes were still squeezed shut, the tension on his forehead creating wrinkles.
"Please, don't."
Y/N's heart wrenched at the sound. She stroked his cheek softly and ran her fingers through the tips of his hair.
"Joe."
He twitched again.
"Joe, honey, wake up."
His breath caught and he whimpered.
"No, please… Leave her alone."
Her heart dropped again. She began shaking his shoulder gently. "Wake up, Joe."
"No. No! Don't!"
Joe woke with a gasp and his eyes shot open, staring right into Y/N's. His bright, blue eyes were so intense and crazed. She felt as though he was staring right through her. Gingerly, she stroked the creases between his furrowed eyebrows with her thumb, the other hand smoothing out his hair.
"It's okay. Everything's okay. It was just a dream, Joe."
Before she could even finish her sentence, Joe had launched himself at her. Arms wrapping around her waist and face nestled firmly in her neck, he held on tight. Shocked, Y/N froze, hands in the air. After a half second, she relaxed and held him close, rubbing small circles on his back.
"It was just a dream," she whispered. "Just a dream."
Joe continued to tremble and pant, trying his best to calm himself.
"It's alright. I've got you," Y/N hushed, "Just breathe."
Y/N couldn't have told you how long it took, but after a while, Joe's breathing started to even out and his grip on her relaxed.
He took one deep breath, held it and slowly exhaled. The warm air made the little baby hairs on Y/N's neck stand up right.
"Th-", he swallowed, trying to clear his dry throat. "Thank... you."
Y/N nestled her face closer and moved her hand to the back of his head.
"Any time."
There they stayed. The video forgotten.
