Josh Dun x Reader

Wedding Singer

Warnings: None

Word Count: 422

Four counts in. Hold it. Six counts out, you reminded yourself.

"Now put your hands together for Y/N L/N!"

Shit, that's me, you thought. Alright, you've got this. You've been singing for years, you're good at it, there's a reason they hired you.

You smoothed out your dress one final time before taking the stage. Lights were shining in your face, making it near impossible to see the crowd. You could make out a few faces here and there, and you were pretty sure you could see the trailing fabric of the bride's dress. There was silence as you took your place at the mic.

You quietly cleared your throat as the music started to play. As soon as the first word left your mouth, you immediately felt relaxed and got lost in the words.

You sang a handful of songs before walking back off stage. It had gone flawlessly, and you couldn't help but feel proud of your performance. A smile was plastered on your face as you gathered up your things and started to walk towards your car.

You were making your way down a long hallway when someone called after you. Thinking you had forgotten something, you spun on your heel. A man with bright yellow hair was a few paces behind you, looking a bit out of breath.

"Um, hi," he stammered.

You chuckled at his nervous demeanor, "Hi."

You took a second to look him over. He was dressed in a full suit, although you were pretty sure he wasn't the groom. If anything, he was one of the groomsmen. His nose piercing also stuck out to you. In general, he didn't really seem the type to get all dressed up like he was.

"I'm sorry if this is weird, but I was just so blown away by your voice...I had to introduce myself. Josh, by the way," he said, holding out a hand.

"Y/N," you said, returning the handshake. "And don't worry, I get that a lot."

You mentally slapped yourself for sounding so cocky.

Josh smiled, "You know, I doubt anyone would mind if you came and hung out for a little while."

You raised your eyebrows, "Will there be cake?"

"They're cutting it in five minutes."

"Then I'm in," you smiled. "Let me go put my bag in my car real quick."

"Alright, I'll meet you inside."

"Perfect."

You turned back around and continued walking towards your car, the smile on your face even bigger than it had been before.