y/n's pov <3

Well, we're here. I hope he's happy, I'm excited to go shopping with him! I mean we've gone shopping before but I always enjoy going anywhere with him. I really hope this makes Joe feel happier. I saw his curious eyes looking over at a sweater that'd look really nice on him.

"I hope you find something you like!!"

Joe went towards the store as I looked over to him, his eyes were sparkling looking at the store. I'm so excited to see him in the clothes I buy for him!

"Hey! Joe, you shouldn't worry about how much you spend. This is all a gift. I hope you feel better." I looked up at him and smiled. I tried to be super careful with him, I don't want him to feel manipulated by me. He was happy, even after feeling so heartbroken.

Honestly being his rebound wouldn't be so bad. Heh, maybe it'd be beneficial for both of us.

Well, I guess I'll just go look for something for myself. No need to stay around with him. He doesn't need me or anything.

That's when the lovable idiot came running towards you, "hey! y/n which one should I get? You're a lot better at fashion than I am!"

Joe held up two sweaters, a light grey one and a cyan blue one. He really liked the school uniforms so it made sense he'd choose something akin to that.

"Hm, I think you should get both, they suit you nicely Joe." You really didn't care about how much you were spending, making him happy was all that mattered.

"Nwah?" He gulped after you said that fuck he's so cute. "y/n are you sure, isn't the whole point of this supposed to be so I can have a sleepover and not have to wear my uniform?"

"Well, I guess it is but I have some store credit here anyway so I'm sure it'd all cost the same in the end!"

"That makes sense but shouldn't you get something too?"

"If I find something I'll buy it, okay Joe!?"

"Haha, okay I'll go try these on." He looked at me cheerfully before turning to the dressing rooms.

Maybe I'll get something to wear to bed. Or I'll just buy some underwear. I guess I'll head towards the sleepwear.

While looking at some shirts I got a text, it was Joe.

help :((

What??? What could have possibly happened there? Well, no use just standing around. Panicked, you ran to the dressing rooms, the store was separated between Men's clothing and women's clothing so It was sort of far.

Knock knock

"Come in."

"Joe are you okay?"

"Help, my tag got stuck on something and I can't reach it."

"Am I even allowed to come in? I feel like some rule is being broken here."

"I don't know, just help I can't reach where it is."

"Fine." I heard him unlock the door and carefully opened the door, trying not to look at him. I know how weird this seems right now, I honestly don't care. We're just two friends in a dressing room! That's super normal, happens all the time.

"Couldn't you have put some pants on before I got in here? What the hell."

" I forgot about that, sorry y/n."

I should be fuming mad right now, right? Then why am I blushing so much, it's not his fault anyway...

The sweater's tag got stuck onto the back of his necklace. The tag was on the bottom of the sweater. How did he even manage to do this?

God, how do we even get ourselves in these situations?

"Do I cut the tag?"

"I don't think that's allowed y/n."

"And this is????"

"Well, no ahah. Uhh..." Joe averted his eyes to his pants that were on the ground.

"I'd rather not be banned from here, can you please figure something out?"

Joe looked in the mirror, his eyes looked different from normal. Not in a bad way, but duller, and darker

This had better be worth it in the end.

"Can I unclip your necklace? I think that's why-" SHIT SHIT SHIT. I REMEMBER NOW, THIS NECKLACE WAS GIFTED TO HIM BY RYOKO. OH NO, I SCREWED UP.

"Yeah sure, if that'll get this stupid tag off."

Wait, he really doesn't care? He's strong but I honestly expected him to start crying after I said that.

"Agh, I can't see the tag. I lost the stupid thing again."

"I'm so dumb y/nnnnn-"

"No, you aren't, this happens to everyone. Just don't worry I'll try my best."

Knock Knock

Oh no. How do I even begin to explain this whole situation? It looks so bad.

Joe decided to speak up. "Yeah?"

Joe is either an idiot or has some 'master plan' or, yeah he's an idiot.

Joe's pov

Well, at least this situation is explainable. Unbelievable, but I can explain it. Wow, I didn't even mean to be alone with y/n in a dressing room, but here we are. I'm pretty lucky! I mean, this situation isn't ideal. At least it's exciting.

"I'm sorry, how many people are in this dressing room?"

Should I lie? Nah. I've been lucky today, I shouldn't ruin that. God, this is really embarrassing.

I just decided to open the door. Well, that was a bad decision. Out of all the people working here. Out of all the stores. Why did Sara have to be working here? Today. Now. Of all times. Well, she knew that I actually broke it off with Ryoko. That was the worst part. All three of us just stood in shock for a minute.

"Joe, y/n?"

"Hahaha, this is weird." I mean how else do I handle this? There's no right thing to say.

"Hey, Sara." Wow, even she feels awkward.

"I guess you and Ryoko didn't last, huh?" After Sara said that she spoke again, her hands on her hips with a saddened expression.

"Should I tell Ryoko? Or do you want to explain?" Wow, thanks, Sara.

Y/n is like an angel of death, I swear she either says the exact right thing or the wrong thing in these types of situations. It's incredible, really. I mean, it's not like I know what to say either, this is so fucking unlucky.

"Well, It's not like we can just leave, huh," I whispered to y/n. "We really screwed up," She said back to me. I don't know what to do, this is going to end really badly for me. Either I lose Sara and stay friends with y/n (or maybe get together with her who knows), or I can try and salvage my friendship with Sara. I should stay friends with both of them. I really like being friends with Sara. She's pretty dependable. I feel really bad for breaking up with Ryoko now. She was so kind to set me up with her, I did really love Ryoko. Ugh but these feelings for y/n are just so heavy. They're like a chore, but enjoyable? Oh god, am I spacing out?

I looked at y/n with pleading eyes, hoping she would solve this situation for the both of us. As Sara looked at us with a blank stare, y/n softly put her hand on mine. Her hand was warm, I think she feels just as nervous as I do. She was strong, I'm not sure how.

"Better say something soon" I whispered to y/n softly. Her eyes were sparkling. How I could find tears attractive but hey, she's always beautiful. The air was so dense, I felt like I was about to choke on it. This is definitely a feeling I haven't felt in a while. I actually feel scared for once.