Video Game Character Imagines

Off My Meds ~ Josh Washington

Character: Joshua (Josh) Washington

Game: Until Dawn

Age: 19/20

Played by: Rami Malek (aka cinnamon roll gorgeousness)

Description: Thoughtful, loving, complex, humorous, a bit of a loner (also has a fear of isolation) ***SPOILER*** ---> mentally ill since 11 although this isn't fully noticed until later in the game. 

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Warnings: Language, Smut 

Words: 2112

A/N: For Babybutt230 I hope you like it haha, it's like 1am here so 

Your heart nearly broke at the sight of Josh tied against the pole with a growing bruise on his cheek. He was a mess, you were a mess... hell this whole night turned out to be one big mess. Your head was still spinning at the fact that everything that happened was just one big prank put together by Josh, but somehow Jess was dead. 

Josh had nothing to do with her death, your heart knew this. 

You were deeply bothered that he would do something like this, scare the hell out of everyone and nearly get Ashley killed but you felt for him... in a sense, you felt his actions were justified considering his mental condition just worsened after the death and disappearances of his sisters. You knew him better than anyone up in the mountains right now, even better than Chris so you had more patience with him than they did. 

"He ever say this kinda shit before?" Mike asks, breathing a little heavy while looking at you and Chris.

"No... I never seen him like this." Chris runs his fingers through his hair and looks at a squirming Josh, who seems to be talking to himself. 

"He's just... he's not okay." You mumble, pushing past the two boys and kneeling down in front of Josh. 

"No shit he's not okay, he killed - 

"He did NOT kill your fucking girlfriend Mike. You just keep using this whole mess as an excuse because you want to make yourself feel better, no someone or something out there killed Jess!" Your voice was louder than you had wished, but you didn't want Josh to be accused of something like that. "You don't understand, he is sick - 

"Y/n darling, you must understand I am not sick, I am just - 

"When was the last time you took your goddamn meds Josh?!" 

"How are you defending this rat - 

"No, she's right... he must not have been taking his meds but he's not that insane so I don't understand - 

"WILL YOU ALL JUST SHUT THE HELL UP AND LET ME EXPLAIN!" Your hands were shaking as you reached out to touch Josh's bruised cheek. "He's - 

"No, no no no no no Y/n! You promised me you wouldn't tell anyone what I have, remember? Remember that night you let me have every inch of your beautiful body, remember when you were begging me to make you -"

"Josh, that's enough." You warn, not wanting him to share the explicit night the two of you shared together, on more than one occasion. 

"I do not regret anything, but if you were to get hurt y/n? Oh if my precious little Angel were to get hurt then I would definitely have something to regret but oh... oh you know all work and no play makes Josh a very dull boy."