Impractical Jokers x Reader Scenarios

Q: The boys were recording today, and Brian was challenged to eat food from other people's plate in from of the stranger he had to. When it was break time, he got some ice cream, then walked up to you, wrapping his free arm around your waist, sitting down on a bench, pulling you onto his lap. He held you close, giving you the ice cream, "Take this, babe." You blinked at him, "but you love ice cream." You protested. "Yeah, well, I love you more. So have it." He smiled, kissing your forehead. You rolled your eyes playfully, then managed to make him agree to share. "Hey guys," Sal whispered with a smirk, looking at the camera, "We're supposed to be on break right now, but Q and Y/n are being all lovey at the moment..so Murr is gonna go up to Y/n, and kiss her on the cheek to get Q worked up. Q doesn't get mad easily, so let's see what happens." Murr did a thumbs up at the camera, then rushed up to you, kissing you on the cheek, then ran off, laughing, hiding behind the crewmen for protection. Q looked up after Murr, letting go of you quickly to bring his arms up by his sides, spreading them out, "What the hell was that for?!" He yelled after Murr. You were shocked, then started to laugh, making Q look over to you, "It's not funny." He declared angrily, shaking his head lightly, his mouth barely open to show how mad and confused he was. Quickly, Brian wrapped his arm around your waist again, pulling you closer, then lightly pinched gave your chin, making you face him, giving you a long, sloppy kiss on the lips. He looked back over to Murr with an annoyed expression. Joe and Q were making inappropriate noises.
What he normally does: He starts getting all huffy, crossing his arms and starts mumbling to himself. Sometimes you joke around with the other Jokers just to have him steal you, and kiss you to show you're his.

Sal: You two went to the gym. Sal didn't really want to go, actually, he begged you not to bring him with, but you wanted to workout with him. You on the other hand..heh, you were excited. It was a new gym, and you were bringing your amazing boyfriend with! Walking up to the big building, you heard Sal mumble curses as you entered through the door. You ran up to the treadmill, and started it slow, looking behind you to Sal, who walked to the weight lifting station. Odd. He didn't like lifting weights-oh wait, nevermind, he's just laying down on the bed thingy. You rolled your eyes with a smile, then began to jog. In the middle of your song which you started listening to, an average sized man went on the treadmill next to you. He began in a running stage. When you looked over to him, he smiled, revealing perfect, white, straight teeth. You did an uncomfortable smile, then looked away, the smile fading before you looked away. You decided to take a break, stopping the treadmill, you get off, grabbing your water bottle, then sat on a bench. Minutes later the man also stopped, then without hesitation, sat next to you on the two person bench. "Hello." He greeted after some silence. You look over to him, then grinned, "Hi." "Have a name, beautiful?" God, that conversation changed quickly. "Uh, yeah, I only call her that, sir." Sals voice interrupted your slightly scared thoughts. You turned around, relieved, smiling at your love. "Hey, baby. Um, meet-..I'm sorry, what's your name?" You were now being mean, but the man started the conversation. "Uh..Zach." Zach nodded awkwardly at Sal, then got up, "Sorry, I need to go..I need food." He spat out stupidly, rushing off. Sal looked at you with slight disappointment. "Hey, I didn't call him anything, hot stuff!" You defended, bringing up your hands. Sal sits in the spot Zach did, then hugged you, "You're. Mine." He growled lightly, giving you a kiss with slight aggression. You kissed him back with a smirk.
What he normally does: He will just grab your hand, and pulls you into him, then ask the male if you were talking to them innocently. He will also try his best to ignore it, but if it gets too much for him, he will walk in front of the person, then start a conversation with you, and raise his voice if the man was trying to interject. It's either adorable, funny, or extremely annoying.

Murr: You were shopping with Murr, looking for a dress to wear to a party. He was happy to come with, but You did tease him of looking at other girls. He didn't. You knew it was a dick move, but it was funny seeing him struggle to find a way to prove he didn't look at other women. You were in the dressing room,  getting into a silky blue dress. You walked out, smiling at Murr as you spun around slowly, to show off the ways the dress fit. James nodded, "Best out of the five of them!" He joked lightly, checking his watch, then slowly looked up at you, "Uh, hey, I'm gonna go give the boys a quick call..we were supposed to hang out today, uh..I'll be right back." And with that, he walked off to somewhere private. Aw, he skipped his guy time to be with me.. you immediately felt guilt. With a puff, you looked at the four other dresses. He paid attention to how many I chose too. With a bored mind, you decided to lean against the wall patiently. Then you saw him. Your dumb ex, Chris. You looked away when he made eye contact, but that didn't mean you were invisible. He approached you, then stood in front of you with a polite smile. You looked up at him with a sigh, then grinned quickly, "Chris.." "Y/n? It's crazy to see you here!" I put on my unimpressed face, then widened my eyes as I rolled them, looking at the ground. He cheated. Three times. I was too nice to him at him. Can't do that anymore. "Uh..I missed you." He chuckled, following my body movements, crossing his arms like I did. I looked up at him, "I'm sorry to hear that.." I mumbled sarcastically, then smirked. This bitch was either an absolute idiot, or thought I missed him too, because after a swift second, he kissed me straight on the lips! My eyes widened as I looked to my left, causing the contact to break. Then I scowled at him, "Christopher-" "Y/n?" An irritated voice ringed on my right. Chris backed up, looking at Murr. "James..I swear, I didn't start this." I didn't want to cause drama. Chris backed up, "I'm-I'm sorry-I thought you weren't dating her." "Just get away from her, man." Murr shook his head once while saying that, in the tone you'd say, 'Not cool, dude'. Chris nodded, scampering away. I looked back at James, finding him to bring me into a hug. "I believe you." He sighed, then growled, "I'm just annoyed he kissed you before I ever did." He grumbled.
What he normally does: He won't really budge in your conversation with the male, but he'll watch in case the stranger would do anything to his baby girl. If the person starts touching you, he'll just grab your hand, excuse the action, then drag you with him away.

Joe: You and Joe were on vacation. You were holding his hand, walking on the beach. Heh, to be a dork, you were wearing your swimming suit, with one of his shirts on. It was huge on you, which made you happy. His reaction was, "Cute, hun...sexy, actually." Eyeing you up and down. You noticed people taking pictures, but you grew used to it. You looked up at him, smiling widely, then he kissed your cheek. You looked at at him with so much love, even though he couldn't see through your sunglasses, he felt the love, which made him smile. In a joking manner, you pat his stomach, "Mr. Tummy." You giggled. "Ah, hey!..are you making fun of my stomach?" "Well, yeah, you should be looking like that dude," you pointed to a fit looking man, who had a six pack. Joe looked at the man, then to you, "Oh, you want me to give up on my sweets..? Ha, yeah, I'm gonna pass on that one sweetie. Couch it is for you tonight." You laughed, looking back at the man with disgust in your eyes, which you didn't know why. Joe looked at you, following your face direction, then sighed, "Yeah, lay your eyes off the man now, Y/n. I know you want a six pack, but you won't get one." You giggled, then rubbed his belly, "I love ya..you too, Joe." He looked away, then back forward, "Yeah, you're very funny." He pretended to sound annoyed, then smiled at the end of his sentence, looking at you. "I hate tag, but I'm glad I did it. I fell for someone..literally..I laid on that ground for what seemed like hours."
What he normally does: He would study the person, trying to figure out what you like about him, or what he thought, then when you finish talking to the man, he'll joke around, trying to hide his jealousy. He'll remind you he loves you repeatedly so you wouldn't leave him.