Josh Dun x Reader

Rumors

Warnings: Some swearing

Word Count: 1184

Author's Note: This was written before the end of the hiatus!

Seven months. That's how long it had been since the last time Tyler or Josh had sent out a tweet, made an Instagram post, or done anything to let the fans know that they were still out there.

Now, they were desperate.

Every picture posted by a family member, any paparazzi shot that showed even the slightest part of the one of the boys' faces, or anyone close to them, for that matter, was analyzed for any clues as to what was going on in their lives.

You had been pregnant for six months now, and it was getting increasingly difficult to hide the ever-growing bump that was your stomach. Your wardrobe had consisted of nothing but Josh's oversized sweatshirts and flowing dresses for months now, but even those were hardly cutting it anymore. You and Josh had to watch for paparazzi at every turn, because you knew the second that the fans caught wind of this, all hell would break loose.

"Maybe I just shouldn't go out for the next few months," you sighed. "It's getting too risky, and they're being more aggressive than ever because of the hiatus."

Josh walked out of the kitchen, chips in hand.

"Babe, you can't keep yourself holed up in here until the baby is born. You heard the doctor, getting out and going for a walk is good for you and the baby."

"I know, I just wish I didn't have to worry about there being cameras around every corner. The doctor also said unnecessary stress isn't good for the baby."

Josh walked over and leaned over the back of the couch, "I'm going to be there with you every step of the way. Now why don't you go throw on one of my sweatshirts and we'll take a little stroll around town?"

"Ok."

Josh planted a kiss on your cheek before walking off into another room. You headed upstairs and dug through the pile of sweatshirts that you had been basically living in for the last few months until you found a particularly large one. In one quick motion, you stripped off the t-shirt you were wearing and pulled on the sweatshirt over your leggings.

You started to walk out of the room, but stopped and took a look at yourself in the mirror. The sweatshirt masked most of your bump, but it was still just visible if you looked close enough. Normally, you would panic and try to find some way to mask it, but you were so tired of the stress of it all that you shrugged it off just this once.

"I'm ready!" you called to Josh as you finished lacing up your shoes.

He walked over and joined you at the base of the stairs. You held out a hand to him and he helped you stand up.

"Don't you look beautiful," he smiled.

You rolled your eyes, but struggled to conceal a smile, "Do you have to say that every day?"

"Yes, because you look beautiful every day."

He planted a quick kiss on your lips before intertwining his fingers with yours.

The sun was shining brightly outside. A sweatshirt was a bit warm for the sunny Los Angeles weather, but you knew you didn't have much of a choice. Instead, you focused on spending time with your husband and enjoying some fresh air.

"So then Tyler went running down the street with his shirt off, and I had to go chasing after him..." Josh said, trailing off the end of his story.

You turned to look at him, wondering why he had suddenly stopped. He loved to tell that story, despite the fact that you had heard it seemingly hundreds of times before. You followed his gaze up ahead, to where a few reporters were huddled on the side of the street, cameras in hand.

"Shit," you sighed, stopping in your tracks.

"Do you want to turn back and head home? Because we can do that before they get too many pictures."

You ran a hand through your hair, "I don't care, I just want to enjoy a nice walk with you."

Josh smiled and gave your hand a light squeeze, "Then let's keep going."

You and Josh walked along the sidewalk, all the while you reminded yourself of everything that Josh had told you about dealing with paparazzi when you first started dating. Keep your chin up, don't pay them any attention, and don't stop moving.

"Y/N! Josh! Over here!" one of them called.

You kept walking forward, keeping your attention on Josh. His grip on your hand tightened a little, so you gave him a reassuring squeeze.

"So, the story you were telling?" you reminded him.

"Right, so Tyler was running shirtless down the street..."

You sat down on the couch with your pizza, taking a second to make yourself comfortable. Josh was still upstairs drying off from his shower, so you took a moment to scroll through social media on your phone to kill the time.

You opened Twitter and were immediately flooded with notifications of people tweeting one of the latest Twitter moments at you. Typically, you would brush it aside and continue on with your day, but because of your pregnancy, you couldn't help but look into it. Sure enough, pictures from your walk earlier that morning were plastered all over, being tweeted from pretty much every news account and clique member imaginable.

Y/N Dun pregnant?

Is the newest band member on its way?

Rumored new addition to the Dun family!

You should have known that the second the pictures got out, the clique would jump on it. With the hiatus, something being even slightly off in a photo would send them in a frenzy. You knew that you shouldn't be too upset, they were going to find out eventually, but you couldn't help but be upset that you had let the information get out so easily. Josh had always stressed that he wanted to be the one to let the fans know.

Josh walked downstairs a few moments later and saw you in your panicked state on the couch. His instincts immediately kicked in, and he was next to you on the couch in seconds, one arm wrapped protectively around you stroking your arm.

"Hey, what's going on?" he asked.

You shook your head, "I didn't hide my bump well enough. There are pregnancy rumors everywhere, Josh. They all basically know."

His face fell a bit, but he pulled you into his chest and held onto you tightly.

"It's ok. This isn't your fault."

"I'm sorry, Josh. I know you wanted to be the one to let them know."

"Don't be sorry. I should have let them know sooner, the hiatus is just making things difficult."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course. Just because things didn't go the way you expected them do doesn't mean it went wrong."

"I love you, Josh."

"I love you, too. And I love our little drummer," he smiled, resting a hand on your baby bump.

You nestled yourself further into his chest, wondering how you got so lucky to have such an amazing family.