Watchdogs Imagines

Josh- Other Side

I manage to slowly close the front door, wincing as it clicks shut. I tip toe my way to the bathroom, avoiding any squeaky spots on the floorboards.

I make it to the bathroom without causing a disturbance, and I turn on the tap and fill the sink with warm water, I turn to grab a cloth when I suddenly see Josh standing in the doorway.

He's dressed in sweatpants and a plain tee, since it is almost midnight anyway, I presumed he'd be asleep or busy.

His eyes slowly travel from my scuffed boots up my body and eventually settle on my face. Those brown eyes widen as he takes in my appearance.

"I'm fine" I mumble to the floor, grabbing a cloth and dipping it into the water.

I hear Josh take a sharp inhale, before slowly letting it out. I expect him to ask a multitude of questions, but instead he stands behind me, wrapping his arms around my middle and resting his chin on my shoulder.

My eyes meet his in the mirror, and I can't help but startle myself at my wounds. A black eye and cut lip.

I dap at the wounds whilst Josh just squeezes me, knowing I've been through this before since DedSec missions can get a a hands on.

Once I'm done, I turn around to look at Josh, to explain what happened.

Instead I turn around and before I can get one word out he puts a finger to my lips, gently to not hurt me.

His other hand cups my face, his thumb grazing my jawline, before he tilts my chin up to meet his eyes. They're hard, not like the soft puppy dog eyes I'm used to.

He's angry.

"Who did this to you?" He asks, quick and coldly, but I know it's not directed at me.

I feel his hands shaking, and I wrap my arms around his body, pulling him forwards. He's tense but I sense him loosen up a little, but his body still shakes with controlled rage.

"Like I said, I'm fine. It was just a scuffle with some idiot" I say to him to calm him down.

"Y/N, I know you're fine, but I want them to be worse" Josh replies.

"Trust me, they are. Please leave it" I say, looking up into his eyes and pleading.

He releases a long sigh before nodding. I give him one last squeeze before pulling away.

"I'm going to put my pyj-" I begin to tell him, but suddenly my hand is being tugged and Josh's hungry lips meet mine in a feral kiss.

"Give me the word and I'll find who did this and make their life Hell on Earth" He growls.

I nod, panting and slightly turned on by his unusual behaviour.

I make my way to the bedroom where Josh follows, handing me my pyjamas and inviting me for a cuddle. He slowly goes back to his regular soft and comforting self.