Josh Dun x Reader

Proposal

Warnings: Slight angst

Word Count: 1272

You smoothed out your top and looked yourself over again in the mirror. Josh had been adamant that the two of you got extra dressed up for tonight's date, something that was out of the ordinary for him. Usually it was you trying to convince him to change out of his t-shirts and hats when you went out on a date.

"Almost ready?" Josh called through the bathroom door.

"Yeah," you answered, leaning forward and fixing a stray hair in the mirror.

Once you were satisfied with your appearance, you turned and walked out of the bathroom. Josh was outside, sitting on the edge of your bed. He was wearing a button-down shirt over a nice pair of pants, an outfit you had seen him wear only a handful of times before. His blue hair was a bit less messy than was typical of him, although you didn't really mind it even when it was a bit unkempt.

Josh looked up when he heard the bathroom door open. A smile instantly lit up his face as his eyes landed on you.

"How do I look?" you asked, giving him a small spin.

"You look absolutely amazing," he said, standing up and walking over to you.

"I do?"

"Yes."

Josh reached out and rested his hands on your hips. You looked into his eyes for a moment before he pulled you into a kiss.

"Ready to go?" you asked once you finally got yourself to pull away from him.

Josh took a deep breath, "I think so."

"Are you feeling alright?" you asked as the two of you walked downstairs.

"Yeah, I'm ok," Josh gave you a reassuring smile.

"Ok," you said, not wanting to press the matter further even though you were worried.

"I'm going to grab a jacket real quick," Josh said as you were walking out the front door.

"I'll be in the car."

You walked out and slid into the passenger seat of Josh's car. Something about him seemed off, although you couldn't quite put your finger on what it was. You hoped he wasn't hiding something from you, although you couldn't quite be sure.

Josh walked out of the house a few moments later, a jacket thrown hastily over one shoulder. You couldn't help but realize how much like a fashion model he looked as he walked across the driveway.

"Sorry for the wait, my jacket wasn't where I thought it was," Josh explained as he got in the car.

"No worries, you made up for it by practically modeling as you walked across the driveway."

"Was I?" he asked as he started the car.

"You could have been in Vogue."

"Then I achieved exactly what I was going for," Josh smiled before pulling out of the driveway.

The restaurant that Josh had picked for the two of you was extremely nice. So nice, in fact, that it almost made you nervous. Your nearest anniversary was still a few months away, and that was just to mark four and a half years together. Not to mention that the two of you had never been the fancy restaurant type, both of you preferred to sit at home with takeout and watch a comedy you had seen a million times already.

"How's your food?" Josh asked.

"Really good," you nodded before taking a sip of your drink. "Although I am confused as to why we're at such a nice restaurant on a random Tuesday night."

"I just wanted today to be special."

"Why?" you asked. "Don't get me wrong, I appreciate the gesture, but I feel like I'm forgetting a special occasion."

"I-uh-I just love you is all," Josh said with an unconvincing smile.

"I love you too," you said, trying your best to ignore the uncomfortable feeling in the pit of your stomach.

Josh continued to act off all throughout dinner. At one point he reached into his pocket and a look of panic had crossed his face for a moment, but when you asked him what was wrong he brushed it off and said it was nothing. You were growing increasingly worried, but you didn't want to accidentally ruin the night by forcing Josh to talk about something he obviously didn't want to share.

After dinner, Josh took you to the bridge where you had gone on your first date. It had one of the best views of the skyline in the entire city and the sound of the river rushing below just added to the atmosphere.

"It's kind of cold," you said, pulling your cardigan a little tighter around you.

"We shouldn't be out here too long," Josh said, giving your hand a tight squeeze.

Typically Josh would have given, or at least tried to give, you his jacket the second you mentioned you were cold, but he hardly seemed to be paying attention to you at the moment. He was looking anywhere but at you, only serving to worsen your nerves. In fact, you were starting to get a bit annoyed with him.

"The city looks pretty tonight," you said, trying to make at least some form of conversation. "Don't you think so, Josh?"

He didn't say anything and continued to look around.

"Josh?"

"I'm sorry, what?"

That was the final straw for you. You dropped his hand and stopped dead in your tracks. Josh immediately stopped and turned to face you, nervousness evident on his face.

"Ok, what is going on with you?" you asked. "You've seemed off all night and I'm worried but I didn't want to push it because you're obviously trying to make tonight special, but the spacing off and not telling me what's going on is really starting to rub me the wrong way. Are you planning to break up with me or something?"

Josh's mouth curved into a frown, "I've really messed this up, haven't I?"

The pit in your stomach grew a bit larger, "Messed what up?"

Josh dug around in his pocket and got down on one knee in front of you. You swore that you felt your heart skip a beat. Everything that had seemed off that night finally started to piece themselves together.

"Y/N-" Josh started, but then he stopped suddenly. "Y/N..." he repeated.

"Yes?" you asked.

"What's your last name?" he whispered, looking the most nervous he had all night.

You couldn't help but laugh a little at how nervous he was. "Y/L/N," you reminded him.

"Y/F/N Y/L/N, I can honestly say that you are the best thing that has ever happened to me. You've never given up on me, no matter how bad things get. And when things are good, you're always ready to celebrate. I love you more than anything else in the world, except maybe my drums," he laughed. "I never want to lose you, so will you marry me?"

Josh opened the little box, revealing the most gorgeous ring you had ever seen.

"Of course," you nodded enthusiastically.

Josh grabbed the ring and slid it onto your finger before standing up. You threw your arms around him and kissed him deeply.

"I'm so sorry that I snapped at you," you said, resting your forehead against his. "You had me so worried."

"It's ok. I knew I was acting weird, I was just so nervous about asking you that that's all that was on my mind."

"Is that why you forgot my last name?" you smiled.

"I'm so sorry," Josh grimaced. "Like I said, I was nervous."

"It's ok, you won't have to remember it for long," you said, pulling him into another kiss.