Hey, Neighbour (Josh Dun x Reader)[#Wattys2016]

beebs threatened me with a good time

I scrambled to my feet, looking around at our strewn clothes lying on the carpet. I quickly threw on Josh's NASA shirt which was for some reason laying on the bed (he probably put it there for me to wear) and rushed out of the bedroom to find Josh in the kitchen.

'Hey,' he says, looking down at his pan that was cooking bacon.

How can he act so calm about this? I'm kinda sorta freaking out right now!!1!

'Erm, hi?' he greets again, this time looking up at my frozen figure with a weird look, 'do you want bacon?'

I nod and seat my self down on the kitchen counter, still not making eye contact with him. Why does this keep happening to us? What are we now? Are we still going to be friends? I had so many questions in my head that can only be answered in the near future, and it was giving me a migraine. (bad-um tushh)

I slumped down onto the counter and laid my head on my hands, groaning,

'Hey, hey, are you hungover?' Josh asks, sliding the plate of bacon in front of me.

'We didn't even drink?' I say, looking up at him with a weird look, knowing full-well what we did hours before was a sober decision.

'Hungover from our loooove maaaaking,' he says, stretching out the words and I slap him over the head, shaking my head but smiling.

'You're so annoying,' I roll my eyes playfully.

'But you love me,' he says, ruffling my hair.

I noticed how Josh had turned the awkward atmosphere into one where we were bantering again, as good friends.

~

'Jooooosh.....'

'Yeeaaaah.....'

'What are we?'

Josh stares at me for a few moments, his smiling features turning more sympathetic.

'Well (y/n), I don't even know.' He says, looking me in the eye 'I mean you were completely and utterly in love less than 24 hours ago.'

I look up at him, surprised by the sudden spiteful tone. He got up from his position on the sofa and walked over to the fridge, probably sensing the awkwardness that was left after his words.

'Want a beer?' he asks, as if nothing ever happened in the first place.

I nodded and he tossed a bottle to me which I caught.

'Good catch,' he says, smiling at me and I smile back, 'anyways, are you gonna go to Brendon's party tomorrow night?'

'Would I ever miss one of Beebo's "legendary" parties' I say, rolling my eyes and Josh chuckled.

All the sarcasm in the world couldn't hide the fact that Breadbin's parties were indeed "legendary". You are guaranteed to have a story to tell the next day — and a killer hangover.

~

The next day I received multiple texts from Brendon.

Brendon: HEY HEY (Y/N)!!!!!! YOU KNOW THE PARTY
Brendon: WELL
Brendon: ITS GONNA BE A POOL PARTY
Brendon: SO
Brendon: BRING
Brendon: YOUR HOTTEST BIKINI OKAY ;) ;) ;)