Joe Keery · Y/n story by @luvvvvauddd

Your bathroom counter is cluttered with makeup brushes and a half-used bottle of setting spray when your phone lights up with Joe’s face. The familiar buzz of the FaceTime ringtone cuts through the quiet hum of the apartment.

Joe Keery

appears on screen, grinning wide Hey, baby.

Behind him, you catch glimpses of the band scattered across a nondescript green room. Jake is sprawled across a worn-out couch, Javi’s rifling through a cooler, Sam and Dalton are hunched over a phone, and Wes and Matt are arguing over a guitar.

Jake

waves from the couch Tell her to come save us from Javi’s playlist!

Javi

flipping him off without looking up It’s a vibe, you’re just basic.

Joe Keery

laughs, turning back to you, eyes soft Ignore them. Miss you already.