Leave | Josh Dun x Reader

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I walk into the living room to see dozens of boxes covering the ground. Tyler decided to move in with Jenna since they got married a few days ago.

And with that, Josh was coming to live with me because Tyler didn't feel safe with me living by myself.

"Are you going to be okay?" I nod and take a seat next to Tyler. "You sure?" I roll my eyes playfully and rest my head on his shoulder. "I'll be fine, besides Josh is going to be with me."

He lets out a long sigh before responding. "Right, right. Sorry."

"Uhm, Josh's stuff will come sometime this afternoon and he will be back later." I freeze and the word "later".

"Are you cool with that?" I nod absent-mindedly before giving Tyler a hug. "It's going to be okay. I'll still check on you." He starts rubbing circles into my back.

With that, Tyler leaves the apartment and now I'm alone.

I hear beating on the door so I get up and walk to the front door. "We're moving Joshua Dun's stuff." I open the door a bit more so that the movers can make their way in.

After the movers had left, Tyler's room was now filled with Josh's possessions.

I snatch my ear buds from my dresser. I select the playlist titled I'm On The Teen Hearts; a mix of twenty one pilots and Panic! At The Disco.

My eyelids start to get heavy so I go to my bathroom. I go over to the sink and turn on the faucet. I stare at it for a few minutes before washing my face.

I hear the front door crack open so I leave to go see who it is.

"Josh?" I say, my voice barely above a whisper since I haven't talked in a while. "Y-you're still up?" Panic overtakes him. "I have been waiting for you, I can't sleep."

The taller boy takes my hand and leads me to my room. "Go change." I follow his order and go into the bathroom.

Once I get out, I'm greeted by an almost naked Josh. "Is it okay if I sleep in my boxers?"

"Y-yeah, it's fine."

I pull the covers over my chest and Josh does the same. I feel a strong arm wrap around my waist and it makes me feel safe.

A few minutes later, Josh is snoring and he's still holding on to me.

I'm just about to fall asleep until a thought pops up in my head. I attempt to get rid of the thought, but it won't go away.

Why won't this thought leave me alone?

I shift my weight so that I'm facing the sleeping boy. I place a hand delicately on Josh's check and the other one in his flaming red hair.

I lean in and kiss his forehead gently before moving my hands down to his waist.

I open my mouth to breath, but instead my thoughts come spilling out as words. "Why did you come home at three in the morning?"