Prompt: "We both like walking in the park at night and I think you're a stalker. So I accidentally attack you and give you a black eye AU"
Pairing: Joey and OC/reader (duh!)
Backstory: You just moved in with Joey in LA. This was a big step for you since you don't know anyone there except for him and his theatre friends. But it's not what you expected it to be.
"You didn't!" I gasped , looking up from my laptop and staring at my boyfriend.
Joey just stood there, pleading with his eyes for me to let this go but I couldn't.
"Joey, you had rehearsals today and for the last five days! Can't you sit this one out? You promised!" I tried. It was true, he and his theatre friends had a new show coming up and he spend more time in the theatre than he did at home with me.
So to make up for lost time, Joey and I were supposed to go out tonight. But I guess those plans were cancelled now...
"I know, (y/n). But you know how Nick and Matt are like during tech week. I swear to dead wizard God they actually are trying to kill us this time," he smiled trying to lighten the mood.
I huffed. I knew I was acting childish, but I was looking forward to our time alone. I told him that.
"It's just... you know, I just moved in here with you but you're never home. I think I spend more time in here alone than I got to spend time with you!" I looked back at my laptop and started typing again. "If I didn't know any better, I might start to think you're avoiding me."
"Now you're overreacting. You know I love you and I love spending time with you. But we had problems with the mics today and the projector didn't do what it was supposed to do, so the Langs wanted to do another run through tonight. Just to make sure," he explained. "You can come if you want?"
I shook my head. "No thank you. I'll only be in your way and I wouldn't want your friends to think I'm the controlling type of girlfriend."
He snorted. "Oh, don't worry, they already think that."
He raised his hands as he saw my eyes widen. "I'm joking! I'm joking!"
He gathered his things and kissed my head. "I have to go, love. I'm sorry for tonight. I promise I'll make it up to you."
Before he closed the door, he yelled, "Don't wait up!"
Great... home alone. Again.
I looked at the clock and sighed. It was almost 1 am and still no Joey.
My thoughts began to wonder and I started feeling a bit homesick. I left everyone in Michigan, my friends, my family, ... back then I didn't have time to spare, I was always busy. But here in LA I had way too much time on my hands. Especially since I was alone most of the time. I didn't have a job yet – working on that – and I didn't made any friends outside Joey's friend circle.
If I would be in Michigan right now, I probably would go for my nightly walk. Walking at night was so relaxing, no sounds, no people, ... just me and my thoughts. But I couldn't do that here, could I?
I thought about it for a moment. Why not? I didn't know my way around LA that well, but I recalled a little park not far from our apartment block. I could probably find it, sit on a bench for a while and who knows? When I get back, Joey could be home by then.
I pulled on a sweater and my sneakers, grabbed my keys – forgot my phone – and headed out the door.
When I walked towards where I thought the park was, I was getting a strange feeling. Like when someone's watching you. I shook it off, of course people are watching you. It's LA for god's sake! So I picked up my pace and crossed the street. Now where was that park again...?
Just when I was thinking about turning back, I spotted a little park next to a playground. It wasn't the park I was looking for, but it'll have to do.
A sudden noise made me turn. I saw someone walking a couple of feet behind me; dark clothes, hoodie, hands in his pockets, ... Everything about this figure screamed danger.
I quickly ran towards the playground and entered the park.
Why did I want to do this again? What was I thinking going out alone in a city I didn't know?
I ran my hands through my hair and took a deep breath, trying to calm myself.
But the noise of someone walking on gravel made my head snap up.
"Shit," I cursed under my breath. The hooded figure walked over the playground and headed straight towards me.
I started running and I heard his pace quicken as well. Fuck!
My phone! I started tapping all my pockets before I realized I left it at our apartment.
"Alright, (y/n), it's up to you then," I whispered. Growing up with older brothers had roughened me, so I could easily defend myself if I wanted to. But this was different. This was real.
I hid myself between the bushes and waited.
As soon as I got sight of my stalker, I flexed my muscles and made myself ready to jump out.
The guy stopped not far from me, close enough to hear him say, "Where did she go?"
"Right here, you freak!" I yelled while literally launching myself on to him. Although he was almost a head taller than me, he fell to the ground. I climbed on top of him and started punching. He tried to get me off of him, but I wouldn't let him.
"Stop it!" he yelled. "(y/n), it's me!"
At the sound of my name, I froze. I quickly stood up and backed away.
My 'stalker' held a hand over his eye as he tried to get up. "Jeez, (y/n), you got a good right hand."
"Joey?" I gasped.
Joey grabbed his phone out of his pocket and turned the flashlight on. Now I could see his face and I felt instant relief and regret.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" I said as I was hugging him. He wrapped his arms around me.
"Well, I can say I'm feeling a bit better now that I know you can stand your ground if needed."
I looked at him and touched his cheek with my hand.
"It's starting to swell. We should go home, so I can take care of you," I said.
By the time we got home, his eye and a part of his left cheek was starting to bruise.
"I hope they're not going to be mad at me, you'll need tons of make up to cover that up..." I said with the most apologizing look I could muster.
"Nah, they wouldn't do that to you. What I'm afraid of is that they wouldn't let me hear the end of this. I got beaten up by my girlfriend who is not bigger than an elf!"
I slapped his shoulder.
"Then why did you follow me in the first place?" I asked.
"Are you kidding me? I was almost home and I saw you leaving in the middle of the night! Of course I would follow you, something could've happened to you!"
"You worry about me?" I whispered. I wasn't used to this kind of affection. Long story.
"Of course I do. (y/n), I love you! I don't know what I'd do if something happened to you!" Joey said while he started stroking my hair.
"We should get some sleep, it's near 2 am..." I sighed.
He picked me up and walked us to our bedroom. I looked at him and started laughing.
"What?" he asked.
"You wouldn't happen to play a pirate in the show, would you?" I giggled when I looked at him and his black eye.
"Oh, I'll show you what this pirate can do, ma'am!" he said while kicking the door open with his foot.