joe had never been to one of your concerts before. but you’re performing in new york, and he took a couple days off to spend with you while you’re in the city. you opt for smaller venues, liking the more intimate vibe, chatting with you fans. you’re in between songs, walking around. “oh my god, you guys! my boyfriends here tonight.” you tell them. he’s stood in front of the barricade, in his own little spot. he smiles, blowing you a kiss.