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dear-bunnyboo · 6 months

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can i request something w college joe and his girl asleep on the couch when his roommates come in and he’s telling them to keep quiet so they won’t wake you 🥹🫶🏻

another great request for my loves!! this will be short but sweet. (we all lowkey miss Joe’s lsu era let’s be for real) ☺️

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𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: LSU!Joe Burrow x Reader

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: From this slumber she shall wake, when true love’s kiss the spell shall break.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: slight cursing, fluff, fluff, and more fluff, homework, studying, teasing, soft!Joe, oh… and fluff

𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐜. 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 || 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

The sound of pitter patter filled the quiet room— the light drizzle added to the serene atmosphere in Joe's dorm room. It was a week before finals and you and Joe were cramming all the remaining knowledge in your heads, it has become tradition at this point for you two to study for every exam together.

You and Joe are in your senior year of college in LSU which means it's your final year— with Joe being a potential first draft pick for the NFL and you being offered an a position at the job you've always dreamed of; you could say that the pressure was you and Joe's companion as of late— which is why you and the quarterback were at his dorm on a Saturday... studying.

Once you arrived at your boyfriend's dorm you two immediately settled in on the couch, textbooks and notebooks spread across the coffee table. A few hours into a comfortable silence of studying, Joe couldn't help but stare at you— the soft glow of the desk lamp illuminated your focused expression as you delved into your studies. Joe couldn't help but admire the way you attacked your homework and revisions with determination, your intelligence and diligence shining through.

As the night wore on, the ambiance shifted from the buzzing productivity of study to the warm comfort of shared silence. The hum of fluorescent lights outside was replaced by the soft rustle of pages turning and the occasional tap of a pen.

Eventually, the weight of studying bore down, and your exhaustion caught up with you. You shifted closer, nestling against Joe on the couch— as if there was a magnet pulling you to him. Before he knew it, your eyes fluttered closed, and the rhythmic sound of your breathing indicated the onset of sleep.

As you nestled against your boyfriend on the couch, your soft breaths creating a gentle rhythm, Joe couldn't help but marvel at the serenity that enveloped the room. The sight of your peaceful slumber filled Joe with a sense of contentment, and the quarterback found himself lost in a whirlwind of emotions. Joe's heart swelled with affection as he watched you rest peacefully. Your presence brought a calming energy that washed over him, and he couldn't resist stealing glances at you peaceful form as you slept soundly.

The soft glow of the lamp highlighted your delicate features, and a sense of tranquility settled over the room. In that moment, Joe couldn't help but think about how lucky he was to have you by his side.

In that moment, everything else faded into the background. The textbooks and assignments scattered on the coffee table became insignificant, and Joe's focus shifted entirely to you. The soft glow of the lamp illuminated your features, casting delicate shadows across your face, and Joe was struck by the ethereal beauty you emanated even in your most vulnerable state.

As the minutes ticked by, Joe felt a surge of protectiveness wash over him, an instinctual urge to shield you from any potential disruption— when a roar of thunder echoed from the outside he carefully covered your ears, when his phone dinged with notification he turned his phone off as he tightened his hold on you; carefully fixing you position on on his lap.

So when the door burst open and Joe's friends barged in, their boisterous laughter and animated chatter shattered the tranquility that had settled over them— Joe's face immediately turned sour, a glare was gracing his then gentle features as he looked at his friends, deadpan. Joe watched with a mix of dismay and determination as you stirred from your slumber, peaceful expression momentarily marred by the intrusion.

"Shh... shh, you're okay." Joe coos as he watched you bury your face further into the crook of his neck, sleep taking over you again.

Once Joe had made sure that you were fast asleep once more— without a second thought, "Hey, guys, seriously, can you keep it down? Y/N is sleeping." he intervened, Joe's voice firm as he urged his friends to lower their voices and respect the sanctity of the moment.

As if his Joe's stern voice echoed through their souls— they immediately turned to the quarterback who dorm they trespassed. Taking notice of the figure curled on his lap that was softly breathing, they instantly stopped their chatter.

"Oh, sorry, man. We didn't realize she was here. We'll be quiet." one of them said as the rest of them finally settled at the other end of the couch, their conversation now in their inside voices as opposed to the almost yelling match they had not long ago.

"Appreciate it. She had a long day, and I just got her to sleep. Don't want to disturb that." Joe appreciated his friends' efforts to keep you asleep.

"Sorry again, man. But we all know Y/N— no offense but she sleeps like the dead and the only person who could only seem to wake her up is you." one of Joe's friends joined the conversation as they all snickered, as they watched you and Joe.

"Sleeping Beauty only wakes for her Prince." one said earning a smirk back from Joe as he continued to watch your peaceful figure.

It was as if an invisible barrier had formed around them, and Joe was fiercely determined to preserve the peace that had settled over you. His friends, sensing the gravity of the situation, acquiesced, and as the room once again lapsed into a tranquil quiet, he felt a profound sense of satisfaction.

In that fleeting moment, Joe had been entrusted with your tranquility, and he vowed to safeguard it with unwavering determination.

Joe placed a soft kiss on your forehead making you nestle against your boyfriend once more, a subtle smile gracing your lips, Joe knew that he would go to great lengths to ensure that nothing disturbed you ever again. This unexpected interlude had illuminated the depths of Joe's feelings for you, and as he gazed back down at your sleeping form, Joe silently vowed to cherish and protect you with every fiber of his being.

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toppersbitch · 1 year

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Just Breathe // Joe Burrow x Reader

Summary: LSU Joe! Shows up at your dorm room door to comfort you

Word Count: 670

Warnings: academic burnout (please take care of yourself and don’t read this if it triggers you, no man is worth your mental health!), fluff Joe!, unedited work

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College had never been for you, yet you still strived for high achievement. It was the second semester, the work had begun to feel pointless and never-ending. Pulling all-nighters just to finish assignments on time wasn’t giving you the adrenaline rush it used to.

Tonight, you lay in your bed, lights off, watching the campus outside your dorm window. Your phone buzzed beside you, the screen lighting up your entire room. You silenced the call, Joe was relentless and you just wanted to be alone. You got another call, silencing it again, this time a voicemail popping up.

“Hey, I just wanted to see how you’re doing. Maybe if you wanted me to come over? We could have a movie night.”

You teared up, wiping your nose on the balled up tissue in your hand. You flipped on your side, staring at the blank wall across from you, imagining shapes. There was no sleep coming now, you didn’t deserve Joe, he was most definitely too good for you and now that’s all you would think about.

An hour later, your phone buzzed again, Joe was ringing you. This was the 10th time today, you had gone radio silent, the energy not being in you anymore.

“Y/N?” Joe spoke your name in surprise and desperation, you had finally answered.

“What Joe?” it came off ruder than you meant, startling yourself.

“I just wanna make sure you’re okay.”

“I’m fine Joe,” your voice was monotone.

“I know you, you’re not fine,”

“Ok,” a lump grew in your throat, no other words being able to come out. You gulped hard, tears streaming again.

“Can I come over,”

“Mhm,” you were trying not to sob, holding your breath in hope.

“Okay, I’m almost there,” You knew Joe would already be around the corner.

Your suitemate let him in, a gentle knock coming to your room door. You didn’t answer, staying still in bed. Joe entered the room, and you held your breath, trying not to break down. You looked at him, the darkness making it hard to read his expressions. He walked carefully, setting his backpack on your floor. He sat on the bed, his hand reaching out to touch your arm. His touch sent you sobbing.

“Oh,” Joe said with concern, he latched onto you, holding your shaky body steady. His arms encapsulated you, bringing warmth to your body again.

“What’s wrong,” he was swaying the two of you.

“I’m pathetic,” you cried out, Joe smoothed your hair his large hands brushing over your face. You wiped your nose on the tissue, tossing it onto the floor.

“What in the world are you talking about?” His hand wiped your tears away.

“Your hands are so soft,” your voice was frail and whispered. You sobbed harder, the feeling of the wind being knocked out of you.

“What?” he chuckled, stopping himself from laughing too hard.

“I don’t know, I’m just so tired, I’m so tired,” you repeated over and over through sobs and sniffles.

“Okay, come on and breathe, let's just breathe for a second,” he sat you up, making you look him in the eyes. He wiped your tears away again, taking a deep breath himself, hinting for you to do the same. You followed, your shaky breaths stabilizing themselves, and you came back down. Joe’s eyes watching you intently.

“Joe, I’m sorry I’m just so tired,” you let your hand play with his in his lap.

He nodded standing and digging through his backpack for his laptop. He opened it typed away and set it on the dresser across from your bed. You watched as Star Wars began playing, Joe coming back into bed, pulling you back to lay on his chest.

“Just go to bed, it’s all going to be okay,” he pulled the covers over the two of you, his hand laying itself on your cheek.

“Thank you,” you mumbled, listening to Joe’s steady breathing in comparison to yours. Joe hummed in response. Safety fell over you, your eyes finally growing heavy.

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I have such a love/hate relationship with college! I am so tired and burnout but I just have to keep going...

Anyways I hope everyone enjoys this little short of fluff Joe<333

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