Band Imagines

Joshua "Josh" Dun - So Much***

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Josh Dun

Request: Yes || can you write something where the reader has been dating josh dun for like 3 years and they had never had sex cause the reader is too insecure because she's chubby, josh is super kind towards her during sex and shows her she's beautiful?? 💖

Warnings: NSFW || smut, body image, self hate.

Okay so this is a really cute request. I really love Josh. Also, to anyone who has body image issues, I have some body image issues of my own. I understand not feeling beautiful or handsome in your own skin, but I can assure you that it shouldn't be rushed or forced upon someone. It takes time to love yourself. I'm not even fully there yet. But you can get there hun. I believe in you. I love you and I want you to know that if you're feeling insecure, you can come to me. I'm here for you hun.

Also, I want to apologize to everyone that I have kept waiting. This is long over-due. Sorry it's so short and undetailed. I've been really out of it lately.

As proud as you were of Tyler and Josh for being nominated for two awards tonight, you couldn't help the fact that you didn't want to go to the show. You would have to dress up, and wear makeup, and try to compare to Jenna, and all the other thin, beautiful women there. And you just really didn't want to do that.

But you couldn't just let Josh go to the ceremony alone while you sat home at your apartment watching the show on TV in sweatpants while eating ice cream. It wasn't fair to him. So earlier in the week, you went out and bought a dress. It was a different fit than you were use to. A little form fitting, but not too tight. When you bought it, you thought it actually looked nice. But then you got your period and have been bloated for a few days. And now, the night of the award show, you were having second thoughts.

The fabric was clinging to your hips and your stomach, and it was getting on your nerves. The way the cloth laid on you made your stomach curl. As you stared at yourself in the full body mirror in your walk in closet, you were making yourself nauseous and you found yourself trying to hold back tears. Why couldn't you just be ten pounds lighter? A few inches thinner? You hair longer and shiner? Your skin smoother? Your eyes brighter?

Why couldn't you just be someone other than you?

But nevertheless, two hours later, your makeup was done, your hair was done, and your dress and heels were on and you were walking, hand in hand down the carpet with Josh, two steps behind Tyler and Jenna. And each step you took, you felt sicker and sicker due to all the eyes on you, and all the camera's flashing in your direction. It made you wish that things would just stop. It made you wish that you had stayed home and you weren't here.

Another two hours passed, and you were getting out of the car, heading up the walkway to yours and Josh's house. You fumbled in your small purse to get the key out, and unlock the door while Josh thanked the driver. As soon as you slipped inside, you kicked off your heels and basically sprinted to your room. Quickly, you threw open the door of your closet and looked in the mirror once again, seeing what everyone else had seen all night. And you hated it. So you let the tears that you had been holding in all night fall down your cheeks.

Despite Tyler and Jenna telling you that you looked stunning, and Josh being absolutely speechless at the sight of you, as well as him showing you off, and many other people complimenting you through the award show, you felt ugly. Your dress clung to all the wrong places, and made you feel like an elephant. You hadn't even realized that Josh had been standing in the doorway, watching you as you had been standing there crying.

"So, are you going to explain why you're crying so I can try to fix it? Or are you going to tell me it's nothing, while I comfort you anyway because I know it's not nothing, but you won't tell me." He mumbled once you had noticed him in the mirror.

"The second one."

A few steps later, and Josh was standing next to you, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you close. "Don't do this. Don't be miserable and not tell me why. I want to help you."

You shook your head and stayed in his arms, letting him whisper to you that he thought you were beautiful. Even though you didn't believe it, you let him tell you. It made him feel better that you knew how he felt. "You are so beautiful, YN. I just wish I could show you that..."

"Make love to me." The words were so quiet, you had to repeat them because he made a face in the mirror. "Make love to me, Josh. I'm ready..."

It wasn't that you were a virgin. It was just that you had been with Josh for almost two years now, but you haven't been intimate in that way. In any sexual way, to be honest.

"Are you-"

"Absolutely positive." You stated, slowly shimmying the dress off of your body, letting it pile up on the ground around your ankles. He looked at you, smiling slightly.

He nodded and undressed himself as well, leaving you in your underwear and him in his as well. Both of you topless, and he scooped you into his arms, carrying you to the bed and laying you on your back gently before climbing over you and kissing all over your face gently, then your jawline, and then your neck and shoulders. The entire time, he was still whispering sweet things and why he loves you.

"Josh, as much as I love you, we've been waiting for a long time. And I am thankful for you waiting. But I can't anymore. So please... do something."

He nodded and immediately came back to kissing your lips gently, tugging your panties down your legs before standing up off the bed and going to the bathroom, and grabbing a condom out of the box under the sink, and returning. A moment later, he pushed his boxers down and rolled the protection on his length before running his hand on your most sensitive parts. Your body squirmed under his touch and you couldn't help the quiet moans that slipped from between your lips as your eyes closed in pleasure.

It was only a second later that you felt him spreading your legs with his hands, and his body over yours again. A moment later, his hips pressed against yours, and he was inside you. Each thrust was slow, and gentle, and it let you know that Josh wasn't kidding when he said he loved you.

"I love you, Josh. So much."

"I love you too, YN. So much." He whispered, peppering small kisses across your face while his hips kept moving. "You are so fucking beautiful. I have no idea how you can't see that, but you're absolutely stunning. I mean it." He mumbled, his voice faltering slightly as his hips continued moving. He wasn't getting rougher, but he was moving his hips a little faster.

Tears began to spill down your cheeks from how loved you felt, and how much his words sunk in. And each one that slipped down your cheek, he kissed away.

It didn't take long for each of you to peak and feel bliss. Once you were both done, he got rid of the used protection and climbed into bed with you, pulling your body close to his and wrapping the both of you in the duvet.

"You're so fucking beautiful. As cheesy as it sounds, you're the most beautiful person I've ever seen. Ever since I first laid eyes on you. Tonight at the award show, everyone kept commenting on you. They said you were absolutely breathtaking and every time they said it, my heart swelled up because I know they're right. I love you beyond words. So much."