Josh Dun x Reader

Vacation

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1743

Your alarm went off, waking you up from the dream that you had been having. Next to you, your husband Josh was rolling over with a grumble.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," you smiled.

He blinked his eyes open slowly. You couldn't help but admire his messy hair and tired eyes; it was rare that you two ever got a peaceful morning together anymore, especially not on vacation like this.

"I should probably get ready before the kids wake up," you sighed, starting to get out of bed.

Josh reached out and lightly grabbed your forearm, "Can we please lay here for just five minutes? We never get mornings together like this anymore," he whimpered.

"Fine, but only for a few minutes," you said, crawling back into bed.

Josh scooted over and wrapped his arms around your waist, burying his head in the crook of your neck. You traced patterns on his bare arm, enjoying his company and the quietness of the house. The waves of the ocean were visible outside, and watching them swell up and crash against the shore only added to the peaceful atmosphere.

"Mom!" a young voice yelled.

Josh immediately sat up at the sound of the yelling. Seconds later, the door to your bedroom came crashing open as your two children ran in and jumped on the bed. Josh instinctively protected your stomach as your son launched himself towards you. Your daughter was less wild, opting instead to crawl on the bed.

"Good morning," you smiled at your kids. "Did you guys sleep well?"

Your daughter nodded while your son launched into a detailed explanation of the dream that he had. Once he was finished, the four of you headed downstairs so that you could make some breakfast. Josh took the lead on making food so that you could watch over the kids.

"Mom," your daughter whispered, tugging lightly on your pajama shorts.

"Yes?" you asked, turning to look at her.

"Can I have cereal for breakfast?"

"Dad is making some cereal for you right now," you smiled.

Your daughter smiled widely before walking over to the other side of the living room where your son was currently playing with his toy truck. She grabbed one of her own toys and sat down next to him, playing quietly. So far, the two of them were getting along fine, which you were thankful for.

Since the kids were playing quietly and not demanding your attention, you got up and walked over to the kitchen where Josh was currently making food for everyone. He was currently cutting up some fruit that you had picked up at the grocery store yesterday to make fruit salad.

"Is that for me?" you smiled.

"It is."

You clapped your hands giddily and gave Josh a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Do you want any help?" you asked.

"The kids' cereal is ready, if you want to try and get them to sit at the table."

"On it," you said, walking over to the area of the living room where the kids were sitting.

"Mom! Look at this," your son said, holding up his toy truck that now had a few plastic army men sitting inside.

"That's pretty cool!" you smiled. "Are you guys hungry?"

"Yes!" your daughter cheered, throwing her arms into the air. Your son opted for nodding while he continued to push his truck around the wood floor.