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Chapter 11

Masterlist

A/N: I was dying to post this but all it has is time, I hope all of you have been on this journey like it and if you want please let me know.

@hoodharlow I look forward to what you think about it! Thank you for the support. 🍒

P.D We’re entering the final stretch.

NOLA was insane; Joe never imagined doing so many interviews plus enjoying in some way the attention he has, however the main focus is on the big game. He is satisfied, he knows he gets to make the pressure he needs, trying to keep the team together, as he’s sanity.

Going back home the only thought he has is finally, he could get done with the multiple dates he has in mind for them, and hopefully stop being called “Joe, my friend.”

Until Savannah appears in the park with Nora; Y/N and Monet are anywhere around.

“Joe!”

That’s the last thing Joe hears in total calm before running to his car, getting more than once fine on the way.

“Really smooth sis, smooth.” Nora claims, crossing her arms. “You forget to give the man a heart attack.”

Savannah giggles, shaking her head. “Let’s be honest Nora, no matter how I say it, he would freak out anyway.”

“Y/N will kill you.” Nora takes another drink of her tea. “She, I quote, said. <Don’t tell Joe, I’ll find it out the way for telling him.>”

“Nora, Y/N, I love her but come on; she’s sick of her stomach and didn’t want to see anybody? It’s such a dumb lie.” Savannah must hold her laughter when Y/N tells them what she wants to say.

“Hungry?” Nora nods, it’s 6 pm, she is in the mood of a good dinner.

The knock on her door makes her roll her eyes, Monet just raises his head but refuses to leave her side.

“You know, an electric door would be so helpful now.” Monet licks his nose as he stands stretching his legs walking slowly side to side to Y/N.

“Coming!” Y/N screams, as Monet barks. “Nora I swear if…”

The moment she barely opens the door and anguished Joe enters making her stumble but he grabs her avoiding falling to the ground. Monet on the other hand barks sitting for his pats, it’s been a week since he saw his best friend.

Joe feels the double worry now he sees her, all wounded and a wristband in her right hand.

“Fuck.” He whispers, moving his eyes all over her body.

“I’m going to kill them.” Y/N said teeth tight seeing that expression on Joe’s face, that’s exactly what she doesn’t want, worried him. “Jo…”

“Why didn't you call me?!” He didn't mean to scream but he’s scare as fuck.

“I don't want you to worry, I thought you were NOLA.” Y/N is useless trying to calm him. “Joe I'm ok”.

He's shiver seeing the broken lip and the cuts in her face as the bandage in her arm

“You're hurt!” He grabs her face making her scrunch for the burning sensation of the cuts. “Shit! Sorry sorry.”

He lets her go cracking his fingers, she feels moved by the way he's so worried about her but he's overreacting, it was a collateral car crash, she took the collateral damage.

Y/N was driving back home, but the road was slippery. If you add a reckless driver causing a crash among the car and a couple in front of them, she was lucky enough to turn the wheel and just received the push of the last car which was hit, ending in a tree.

“You're overeating Joe.” Monet licks Joe's hand as his owner tries to calm him down. “Ok, see me I'm ok, yeah it's painful and burns like…well a bad burn.” She lifted her head with pride. “But there's nothing you can do at that moment.”

“That simple, huh?” Joe bluffs scratching his chin.

“Yeah and you have to live with that.” Y/N is done and exhausted, the only thing she wants is he hugs her but he's so paranoiac for such an insignificant thing.

So she used a little bit of sarcasm. “Yeah?”

Joe chuckles seeing her wink, she's totally incredible, after such terrified moments she's smiling like she just got a paper cut.

“Yeah.” She nods, crossing her arms after tapping the lovely head of Monet.

“Well… well I…” He's flustered and bothered, angry but delighted he's so full of her. “Well, I love you.”

Y/N feels all the air leave her body. “And you have to live with that too.”

“Well, I know that!” Monet goes back to his bed, realizing for now, he’s not the center of the attention. “And I’m pretty well living with that.”

“You… you… you what?” Joe bluffs as his fist tightens.

“YOU told me that drunk night but made me swear I won’t say a thing because you want it I found out on the perfect occasion.” She sees Joe eyes scanning her searching for a glimpse of a lie.

“Why didn't you tell me anything?!” He’s walking side to side. “AGAIN.”

Y/N scoffs. “Are you angry at me? Really? For keeping my promise?” Joe tosses his hair, all is getting out of control.

“NO, I mean, yeah.” Joe stayed still for a minute. “Fuck.”

Y/N feels a lot of pain and the only thing she wants is Joe to comfort her but he’s so confused.

“Can you please just hug me?” Y/N mumbles clearly done, with tears in her eyes. “If you change your mind I get it but… Fuck. Joe, I really need a hug from you.”

Joe feels his heart makes small and hurts seeing her so tired, and with multiple cuts over her and her eyes… Shit! her eyes had tears.

Joe sighs walking and wrapping his arms around her carefully avoiding causing her more pain, but to the contrary she feels, finally breathing normally, holding onto him as her exhaustion runs in the way of tears.

“I do.” Joe whispered to her. “I do love you.”

Y/N’s heart can be more complet, the missing piece found her, but she’s actually so drained of energy and Joe understands from the way she grips her hands at the side of his jacket.

“I love you.” Y/N whispers, lifting her face from his chest. “I actually do.”

Joe chuckles, wiping the tears of her eyes.

“A kiss won’t hurt me.” Y/N says trying to lighten the mood, she refuses to let this moment turn into something bittersweet.

“Yeah it does, you have a broken lip.” Joe chuckles, pressing a soft peck in her cheeks.

Y/N nods, taking distance from him as he panics. “No kiss, no hug.” She walks slowly back to the couch where Savannah and Nora refuse her to stand up for two days.

Joe couldn’t find her more enchanting. He let her sit then he sat kneeling on the carpet, carefully grabbing her face and kissing her; tender as his hand shakes, how much has he been waiting for this moment? He lost the count.

But she splits, even if his lips are soft, her broken lip doesn't help at all.

“Told you.” Joe said observing her eyes.

“It’s totally worth it.” Y/N touches the curl that always falls from over his forehead.

Joe sees the cuts in her hand. “How many boxes of aid bands will I need?”

She pulls him to sit next to her, letting her head fall over his shoulder as he holds her hand; Monet couldn’t let behind, jump to Joe's side and let his face fall over his lap, big black eyes observing his owner just saying how much he loves her too.

How it happened no one of them knows, the only thing they know is after a messy dinner, they both lay in bed as Joe hugs her tight observing her hand with a bandage. He clearly knows how uncomfortable this is.

“I’m fine Joe, I swear.” Y/N she said seeing how his finger touched her bandage as her head rested over his arm and his breathing was short at her back. “A couple of days with this and I’ll be like new.”

“It’s not what is in my head.” Y/N rolls in his arms, her expression face encourages him to keep talking. “Not only that.”

Joe takes his time watching her play with the collar of his shirt.

“Why didn't you tell me?” Y/N lifts her eyes and doesn't find the sparkly blue eyes.

Y/N sighs feeling butterflies in her stomach. “I was scared, you were absolutely drunk and… Joe, I don’t have to explain my trust issues.”

Joe smirks, pulling her closer. “What if you meant it like a friend? What if I say something and you run away?”

Joe understand what Mr. Rotherham means when he said <Tough girl, chicken heart>

“But… it took me a while to understand.” Y/N smiles lightening her face. “You heal things you didn't cause, and you give me the courage to do things I never dream to do.”

Joe giggles. “By the time you mentioned you're flirting with me, Joe you already got me, but hey!” She grabs his shirt. “I was willing to keep my promises and wait for you to find the perfect occasion.”

He laughing as his face hides in the neck, is such a lovely moment.

“But you came right through my door, grumpy, wait… Did you… yell at me?!” Her big eyes of realization cause Joe to hug her tight.

“Well, I arrived dying to see you, and suddenly I found out you got into a car accident.” Joe breaths in. “The same day I called you and you said you're just tired.” Y/N giggles splitting apart. “Wait, let me ask you something, did you just lie to me?”

Y/N grabs his face between her hands pressing his lips to her.

“Auch.” Y/N whines, yes, definitely hurts.

Joe pressed one kiss on her forehead. “For someone who expects waiting for the perfect moment you mess up your own plans.”

“Why?” He pressed a kiss on her left cheek.

“Burrow, look at me.” She splits so he can see her. “I had cuts all over my face, a spring hand and dark circles under my eyes.”

Joe does, making a mental note, buy anything she could need for healing.

“I'm a mess!” Y/N exclaims going backwards, bumping her head with the night table.

Joe opens his eyes pulling her checking her head, but she's laughing.

“You're the most perfect person and choose the most imperfect moment.” He touches her head, the only thing it misses is she bleeding from the back of her head.

Joe's lungs become unable to function properly after hearing from her, he is perfect.

“Well, when someone leaves you out of words this frequently, it's hard to find a perfect moment.” Y/N feels proud of her achievement.

“This is my perfect moment.” Joe surrenders her with his arm, before observing Monet sleeping between them probably swing side to side every time they move.

But for the way he breathes and moves his legs, it couldn't care less.

“Hear me properly because I'll repeat the times you need to hear it.” Joe traced her face avoiding the cuts.

“I love you, I want to be with you and if you need time I'll give it to you.” Joe licks his lips. “But I won't leave you, I won't leave and you're crazy if you think I'll stop being your biggest fan.”

Y/N chuckles, touching his face. “And just to leave things clear, I won't move from here until you're completely healed.”

Y/N smiles feeling tears in her eyes. “Ask me.” She winks at him.

“Be my girlfriend.” Y/N bites her lip, Joe starts to panic. “Plase.”

Y/N squeaks, throwing her arms around Joe, this time definitely waking up Monet who barely reaches to escape before his owner squeezes when she sits over Joe pulling him in a hug making him sit.

“God! Yes!” Joe scares when she moves so fast hissing every movement she does.

Monet barks angry because she woke him up, getting a crunch by her and Joe, making her split as a dotted face appears between them.

“Tell her boy, tell her, she's being reckless.” Y/N kisses her dog's head.

“You're right, this is the perfect moment.” Joe nods, giving her a quick peck on the lips.

After all Nora was right, he just need being him, and fucking speak.

The family announcement was crazy, even when the only person that heard it face to face was Nora and Savannah; their parents resumed their excitement with an exhausted and happy, “Finally!”

“Am I living my best life?” Nora asks, sitting in Joe's living room of her house seeing the two of them hand holding. “My brother in law is Joe Burrow!”

Y/N cough. “NORA!” Savannah pushes her sister soft.

It’s the fifth day Y/N is staying in Joe house claiming if she stays in her house she would run and start to work even when they give her days off.

Monet couldn’t be happier; he has a full mansion for he walks play and his massive bed in the living room plus one more Joe just bought for the main room, claiming he doesn't want Monet to feel lonely.

“I like it.” Joe stands for high five with Nora. “Sounds pretty nice.”

Savannah smirks. “What are you going to do when she leaves in 2 days?”

Y/N already mentioned to Joe, she must be in Boston for the semestral meeting and no, isn't debatable.

“I offer to go with her but she refuses.” Joe said kissing her, more calm and happier.

The wounds are disappearing, still there are a couple of ones that will take more time for the fact they’re deep, her hand will be with a wristband another week beside that the body pain is over and she even starts to paint again.

Y/N grabs his hand. “I practically spend my week in meetings and working, you get bored.”

Monet stands stretching his legs to sit next to Y/N. “Take care of my boy.”

“She refers to the dog.” Savannah can’t avoid teasing Joe, making him blush as Nora, this time she pushes her sister.

After an endless list of careers and advice Joe reluctantly let Y/N go, as he and Monet observe her Uber turn the corner of the road.

Monet whines searching for Joe pats, so he kneels as he kisses the top of his head.

“This is what it feels, huh?” Monet licks Joe’s hand. “But hey! It’s you and me buddy, and a week of adventures.”

Joe phones buzz as he sees Monet. “What about a quick trip to Miami?”

“Ok, I see you in my office, alright?” Yeonie mentions to Y/N before letting her walk to her office and she could talk with some people.

She could feel it, and of course she will see it; by the time a viral photo of Joe spread all over the internet Y/N wasn’t surprised, her soul left her body when she saw the second photo and the description with endless comments.

>Joe Burrow and his furry friend seen in Miami beaches.

And it has just passed 3 days since she left them in her house.

The moment she called them, Joe was sitting on the beach observing Monet running and digging in the sand with multiple eyes on him.

“Cincinnati is cold and we need a nice tan.” Joe said with his sunglasses on as he smirks at her through a video call.

With her finger pressing both sides of her head the only thing she could do is chuckles. “Just…Just… Be careful, ok?”

Joe nods, calling Monet who goes to him running, his black nose now with golden spark due the sand.

“I had helpers with that, don’t worry.” Y/N can’t even ask, she just smiles at the enchanting view.

Joe Burrow shirtless as her soulmate in a dog shape is gasping and clearly enjoying the day.

That became the new lockscreen to remind her somewhere in some beach of Miami her boys are having fun.

“Sorry, Y/N.” Yeonie entered with a white paper. “Marketing is consuming sometimes.” Y/N shakes her head, turning her phone away. “Well, I want to talk about something with you.”

Fuck. “Ok.” Her dubitative tone makes Yeonie laugh.

“Don’t worry isn't a bad thing.” She extends the papers. “About this.”

Isn’t a white paper, it's her papers, the ones she thought she missed the second day she came to the office. Random drawings about Joe and Monet, some of them in the park, another walking side to side, the time he was with Monet and they just making a mess in the kitchen or just laying down in the living room.

And her favorite, once early morning after a nice talk and endless throws for both of them, Joe is waiting for her coffee as Monet sits next to him moving his tail side to side observing a dove mixed between the trees.

“Oh.” Y/N scratches her head. “It’s a random drawing.”

Yeonie smiles as turns around her screen, the drawing is digitalized and it looks absolutely gorgeous and cute.

“I see potential, and I hope my work does justice to yours.” Y/N feels all her blood leaves her head.

“OH MY!” She raises the paper at the level of the screen. “You did this?”

Yeonie laughs seeing her excitement, Y/N is a girl full of talent, she needs to believe it.

“I talked with Mirled, and if you want and feel ready, we believe this could be such an amazing project.”

Mireld is her boss, multiple times she mentions Y/N to work in something special and if caught the proper attention, it could be her great opportunity.

“I mean, seeing a big boy and a dalmatian dog…. seems to have been through endless adventures.” Y/N feel shy and proud. “Give me a background and let’s see how this works, what do you say?”

Y/N is speechless, it’s hard to believe her one of the biggest inspirations is praising her, plus the offer of creating her own webtoon comes from the same person, is out of this world.

“Are you joking?” Yeonie laughs head backwards, as Y/N tries to process everything.

“Y/N, you one of the most talented girls around here, have a little bit more confidence and believe it you’re only getting higher and higher.” Yeonie grabs her hands. “Think about it, ok? And let me know at the end of the week.”

“Thanks.” Y/N said observing the drawing on the computer a soft smile appears on her face.

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