Europe - Jovenshire x Reader Oneshot

You clicked your mouse as your eyes tracked your computer screen, your headphones around your neck and your desktop opened with multiple tabs, most of which were social media sites. You ran the official Smosh Games pages and attempted to make them as good as possible. Your phone vibrated on your leg, causing you to lean back and look at your notifications. It read:

the Jovenshire
Come out to the lobby real quick. I’m headed to the airport in 5 minutes.

You responded with a quick, Coming. and got up from your desk, pushing open doors and walking towards the lobby. Since the doors and surrounding walls were glass, you saw Joven, Wes, and Sohinki huddled together, their heads bent and their shoulders hunched. By the looks of it, they were discussing something important. You shrugged and shoved the glass doors, strolling towards the three. As soon as one of them caught your eyes, they immediately dispersed and silenced their voices. You were curious as to why, but you didn’t want to ask. You believed people had a right to their privacy.

You beamed and looked at Jovenshire, “Look at you, headed to Europe.” You cooed. Joven rubbed his hand to the back of his neck and muttered, “Oh, shut up. You sound like my mom.”

Your smile widened and nudged him on the arm, “Kidding, kidding.” Sohinki and Wes glanced at each other and spoke their words in a rush, their voices colliding on top of the others,

“Um, I think we gotta go.”
“Oh, uhm, yeah Joven. We have to leave to do… stuff.”
“Stuff. Yeah. Have fun in Europe.”

They both mumbled their words and briskly walked out, grinning at Joven over their shoulders. You rolled your eyes, not sure what just went on. Joven shouted at them, “Hey, guys, come on!” although he didn’t seem as upset as his words. He focused his attention on you, leaning against the handle on his suitcase,

“So. I’m, uh, leaving.”
You gave a sad smile and said, “I know! You’re gonna have so much fun.” you stated. You were sad he had to leave; he was one of your good friends and you enjoyed talking to him around the office and you didn’t want him to leave. But you knew he was happy, which made you even happier.

Joven looked down at his shoes, muttering to the ground, “So… ah…”
You tilted your head, “What’s up?”
He blushed and scratched the back of his neck, “Well… I was thinking that maybe, once I got back… we could, like, go out? Together? Like, we could see a movie, or dinner or whatever. Or…”
He gave a shy grin and said, “Sorry. I’m being stupid…”
You stood there, your brain struggling to work. Joven? Asking you out? The idea seemed absurd. You finally replied, “No, no. I don’t think it’s stupid at all.” You smirked and laid a peck on his cheek, “In fact, it’s actually a great idea.”