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2025 Eurovision has brought me back to this story lol. who were y'all's favs this year??? ANYWHO. getting back to the story.
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Joost was still staring at you almost desperately— and it was the first time he was even able to bring himself to look into your eyes, since last night. You'd never actually seen him so nervous, and you couldn't help but feel it too.

In fact, you weren't sure why you found yourself hesitating— you'd wanted this as much as he did. After he'd spoke, that brief silence filled the room once again.

"You don't have to be scared, joost." Somehow your calm demeanour and slow words contrasted his heavy breathing and rambling.

You spoke.

You saw the change in his eyes and demeanour when you did. Like he had never considered that— easy was never an option for him. He stayed silent, waiting for a follow up, an explanation.

"We can take things slow. As slow as you want." You followed on with, shifting slightly closer to him. "Nothing you don't want to do." His gaze softened, and he looked at you the way he always did.

Though it was clear he was still trying to hide that worry, the constant fear he had of messing up,"..you're sure? You don't have to if—"And you realised once again it was him being selfless, always considering you, instead of himself, so you interrupted him.

"Yes. I want to." And you'd never been more sure in your life. His eyes lit up slightly.

He'd liked you for all those years, but he never really expected anything to come of it.

And this time, you two were able to sit in silence without it being awkward. After a minute, he stood, so that he was "level" with you, though he was still taller. He pulled you into a hug. Though you were taken back by how desperate it seemed, like he'd been wanting to do that for a while. You hugged him back, but slight gentler. Him laying his head on your shoulder.

A knock on the door brought the two of you back to reality,"5 minutes joost!" Someone shouted from behind the door, which reminded you where you were, and clearly joost.

"Oh my i— almost completely forgot!" He exclaimed as he pulled back from the hug. Though his fingers lingered on your waist for a moment, "I need to uh— get ready." He said as he turned and practically scrambled for the wardrobe.

"I will leave you to it." You said with a smile as you watched his frantic movements, "I'll see you on the stage, look out for me." You said as you opened the door behind you to leave.

"Of course I will,darling." He said turning back briefly, waving you off.

"You always were a hopeless romantic." You said as you left the room.

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December 11th, 2023.

You'd been waiting all day. Joost had been pacing for about the last hour, both of you waiting to see if he would be representing the Netherlands.

You'd tried to convince him that it didn't matter, and that he was amazing nonetheless, but you also knew how much it meant to him, so you were silently worrying with him.

But sure enough, he got the call. The both of you jumped up off the sofa, pulling eachother into the tightest hug ever. Tears, screaming, most of it was you— even though you weren't the one competing. Joost normally wanted one thing, to make people proud. He wanted to make a difference.

He pulled back to look at you, and you realised you were looking at him in a completely different light; you'd known him for so long but it was only now that you were seeing him. And it was so clear he was thinking the same thing. You assumed it was just the heat of the moment.

"I wouldn't be able to go without you. Come with me." He said as he cupped your cheek slightly, (which didn't seem romantic at the time at all)

And since then you'd never looked back, unknowing of what the whole "Eurovision" thing would bring for the two of you.

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present.

The last thing you heard before you left joosts dressing room was him laughing at your previous comment. Though as you shut the door you were jumpscared by Bambie who was already stood there. "Sooooo..?" They asked, ignoring the shock on your face.

"How did it go?"

You raise a brow as you look at them, "tell me you weren't eavesdropping, I swear ill—"

"I was not, sadly." They said as they dragged you away from the door,"I was simply curious."

"Well, I'd like to say it went very well." You said,unable to hide the expression on your face, a smile creeping across it.

They screamed slightly as they grasped your hand,"I knew it! You two are so cute I was always shipping you!" They began to ramble as the two of you walked to the seats, ready to watch the rehearsal. You knew you'd never hear the end of it now.
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Hope you guys enjoyed lololol, I promise I'll be getting onto the actual event soon..

@toes4d0nkeyb4lls i miss my n1 fan