Josh Dun x Reader

Memories

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1998

The sun was just beginning to peek over the horizon as Jenna and Tyler dropped Josh off in front of his house. The world was quiet, save for the distant sound of cars rushing down the freeway on some early morning adventure. Josh had always preferred the world when it was quiet, it was one of the few times that he felt completely at peace, which was rare nowadays.

Tyler helped Josh get his stuff out of the trunk and carry it to the door. It wasn't like Josh had packed that much, but he was so tired and ready to flop down in bed with his family that he couldn't be bothered to make multiple trips between the car and the house.

"That everything?" Tyler asked, his voice quiet. He was just as tired as Josh was.

"Yeah," Josh muttered with a quick nod of his head.

Tyler nodded back at him in a similar fashion before holding his arms out. Josh walked forward and pulled Tyler into a hug, giving him a couple solid pats on the back. It felt weird to be going their separate ways after so many months on the road together, but all good things must come to an end.

"Say hi to the girls for me," Tyler smiled.

"I will. Take care of yourself while you're home."

"Same goes for you."

Tyler gave another small nod and walked back off towards the car where Jenna was waiting patiently. He hopped inside and waved to Josh through the passenger window as Jenna pulled out onto the street again. As much as he would miss Tyler and touring, it never quite came close to being home with his family away from the world's prying eyes.

Josh carried his things inside and set them neatly by the door, knowing that Y/N would more likely than not have a fit if he just left them haphazardly around. The house was quiet. Josh took a moment to take all of it in: the blankets tossed in a heap on the couch, a few plates stacked in the sink that Y/N had yet to clean, Y/D/N's toys spread carefully across the living room. They were little things, but they meant so much to Josh. All of them were signs of life, so unlike his pristine dressing rooms during tour.

He stood in the entryway of the house for longer than he'd like to admit, admiring the place he called home yet spent so little time in. The sun was still rising, just beginning to throw streaks of color across the clouds outside the window. Josh shook himself from his thoughts and headed towards the master bedroom. The door was already a crack open, so Josh slowly pushed it open and looked inside.

Y/N and Y/D/N were both in bed, tangled up in blankets. They weren't snuggled up together, but Y/D/N's hand was reached over so that she was touching her mom's arm, as if she was afraid she would leave if she wasn't connected to her in some way. The two of them looked so peaceful, and it made Josh a little sad that he wasn't home more often to see little moments like this. He especially hated that he left Y/N to take care of her daughter on her own so often.

Biologically, Y/D/N wasn't his daughter, but he treated her just like he would with his own daughter. Things with Y/N's ex had ended badly, so Y/N did everything in her power to make sure that he rarely had contact with his daughter. When Josh started dating Y/N, he knew that he wanted to do everything in his power to make sure that Y/D/N had a strong father figure in her life, even if they weren't related.

Josh's mind wandered back to the first night that he had met Y/D/N. He had known from the start that Y/N had a daughter, but it wasn't until they had been dating for nearly half a year that he finally had a chance to meet her. Y/N had opened the door, looking almost as nervous as when she had told him she had a daughter. She explained that Y/D/N was shy, and it might take her awhile to warm up to him. He had been patient, smiling and waving at her to show that he wasn't a threat as she hid behind her mom.