How I Feel About You

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Description: Josh finds out that you doubt his love for you and decides to prove you wrong in a way that you never expected he would...

Warnings: Fluff, Reader Is Insecure, Josh Is Sweeter Than Sugar.

Word Count: 1k

A/N: Fic #2 of the Until Dawn Poll Fic Challenge! I hope you guys enjoy it! 😃🖤

𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐

"I love you."

Josh's words seemed genuine, but I was never really certain if they were. Sure, he told me every chance he got and his actions told me so as well, but I had been screwed over so many times — so many people had told me that they loved me, and then just walked away.

Josh never noticed my concern until now — after those three words were spoken from his lips and I had stayed silent, lost in my thoughts and not even acknowledging his presence in the room.

"Are you ok?"

I came back to reality to see a very concerned Josh, staring down at me with such worry in his eyes. I had always said it back to him, because I did love him very much. So no wonder he was worried when I didn't respond. I let out a non-convincing chuckle to cover up my worries and doubts.

"Of course, I am." I assured him with a take smile. "I was just thinking."

"What about?"

Of course, Josh had to be his nosy self. But I could still see the look of concern within his light green orbs, so I was not surprised that he kept pushing.

"Just—" I hesitated to speak for a moment, wondering if I should tell him the truth or lie. Worried that what was bothering me would anger or upset him, I decided to go with the latter. "Things..."

"What things?" He pried. The worry in his eyes only grew more when I wouldn't elaborate on my thoughts.

"I..." I felt a lump grow in my throat, stopping any words from coming to the surface. But I knew that he wouldn't drop this so easily, so I decided to let my guard down for the first time ever and tell him what was truly on my mind. "Do you really love me?"

The look on his face was one of shock. His eyes blew wide and his mouth fell ajar. It was as if I had just asked him the dumbest thing ever — which made me feel like the dumbest person ever, despite still having those feelings of doubt deep within me.

"Of course, I do!" He assured me as he took a few steps closer to me, taking my small hands in his large ones and looking me deep in the eyes as if to speak with his own. "You're my everything, sweetheart!"

Though his eyes beamed with love and adoration and his words sounded genuine and true, I couldn't fully believe him. I wished I could. I just... Couldn't.

"C–Can you prove it?" I asked hesitantly — not wanting to piss him off nor push him away.

But to my surprise, he just smiled warmly and nodded.

"Close your eyes." He ordered in the softest tone I had ever heard him speak.

I did as I was asked, letting my eyes fall shut. Though I had my eyes closed, all of my other senses were heightened. I felt Josh let go of my hands and slowly walk away from me. A sudden feeling of loneliness washed over me until I felt him wrap his arms around me from behind — his chest pressing against my back as he draped himself over me like a blanket and encased me in his warmth. I couldn't help but melt into his sweet embrace as he squeezed me firmly, but gently at the same time.

"What do you feel?" He asked in a tone that sounded so serious and in a voice that was a barely audible whisper.

I thought for a minute, letting all of my current feelings come from my mind and surface to my lips to speak them in words. I let out a soft breath while letting myself fully relax, before speaking my mind.

"I feel... Warmth... Safe... Comforted... Happy..." The more feelings I listed off, the easier the words slipped off my tongue — like raindrop slipping off glass. "Serenity, contentment, gratefulness... Love..."

My voice dropped softer on that last word — "Love". And I meant it — I loved him more than anything in the world; he was my everything, and I couldn't stand the idea of losing him. It would be like ripping away the very part of me that made me human — the very part of me that kept me alive. Me being without Josh would be like a flower without the sun, a sky without the stars, a heart without a beat.

Josh stayed silent for a moment but then I felt him lean down slightly until his lips were just barely touching my ear — his breath brushing its shell like a nice breeze grazing a seashell on a California beach in the evening — gentle — as though not to disturb it in any way.

"Those are just a few of the words that describe how you make me feel." He whispered so softly, I wasn't sure if it was the octave of his voice or the words he spoke that brought the tears to my eyes. But once I noticed that they were there, they were already falling down my cheeks.

I turned around in his caring grasp, to see him staring down at me with so much love in his eyes. He brought one of his hands up to gently caress my cheek, before carefully planting a soft kiss on my lips. All of his touches were so gentle, as if he was handling fine glass. I had never felt so much love and compassion in my entire life from anybody.

As if it all hit me like a wild tsunami, I burst out crying, burying my face in his chest as I let out all of the pain and insecurities — that I had held in for years — before him. He held me close to his chest, whispering the sweetest words to could muster to me. But there was only one thing that my broken mind could comprehend:

"I love you, (Y/N) — I love you so much and I'll never stop."

𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐

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