Josh Dun imagines

Soundcheck

Josh Dun imagine

You were strumming your ukulele by each chord, as you called out to your audio engineer from the stage to turn it up a little bit. You looked back at your band, talking amongst yourselves about where the levels needed to be at. Your hair was teased up into a high pony tail and your leather dress hugged your body, flaring out at the waist. You tapped your finger in the air three times, counting in the band, involving your whole body in the movement. You were opening up for twenty one pilots. You put your lips against the mic....
"Check Check," you said.
Josh and Tyler were standing by waiting for you to finish up with soundcheck, so they could run through a compressed version of their set. Josh was sitting on the side of the stage watching your rehearsal. His eyes were locked on the way your hands floated into the air when you sang, and how your hips swayed slightly. Tyler was somewhere out on the floor where the audience would be in about an hour, talking to their manager. You wrapped up singing through one of your songs, caressing the mic lightly with your painted red nails, looking down at your white heels as the song ended. A faint clap came from the curtains, it was Josh. The clapping snapped you out of your somber trance.
"hey, J!" Thanks for the support, you laughed.
"Yeah, of course Y/N. If you crush it that hard in soundcheck I can't wait to see you kill it come show time," he said walking up to you.
You had been on tour with the boys for a few weeks, and became good friends with both Josh and Tyler.
"Hey guys, go ahead and take five before we take the stage," Josh said to the guys at the soundboard. The guys behind the sound booth dispersed to get water and such as you and Josh continued to chat.
"Is that your new one?" he asked referring to the song you just sang.
"Yeah, so hopefully it goes over well with the crowd."
"It definitely went over well with me," Josh answered.
He crossed his arms, hugging his own biceps, then instantly pulled his elbows back stretching his arms.
"Gettin' ready to bang up those drums bud?" you asked.
"Heck yeah." he said, "but first I just wanted to tell you how beautiful you look and sound."
"Thanks kiddo, I appreciate it."
"No, I'm serious.. you're so beautiful and you don't even have to try. And that voice..that angelic voice..." he continued on.
"Wait Josh are you serious?" you asked confused.
"Yeah, I'm serious Y/N. I've had a crush on you since the day you started touring with us. The first thing you said to me after we met was 'even the darkness has arms', and I was hooked. You were this mystery to me that I wanted nothing more but to solve, and when I realized I couldn't figure you out i fell even harder"
You glared at him, double checking that he was being serious, because the boys were constantly playing pranks on you.
"And you mean that?..." you asked suspiciously.
"Yes, I mean it. What do I have to do to get you to believe me?" Josh was getting a little flustered.
"Spin around three times and hop on one leg," you joked, "Okay, I believe you, I guess I was just shocked because I feel the same way about you."
"You do?" he asked, lifting his posture slightly.
"Yeah of course, why else would you think I tried to get your number right away?" you asked.
"I don't know... for tour purposes."
"blind as a bat," you shook your head laughing.
"I think I'm supposed to kiss you now..." Josh bit his lip.
"You know what... I think you are..." you smirked.
You two stood on the stage, and just as both of your lips locked, lights from the back flooded both of your bodies.
"You ready boys?" a voice echoed from the back. Josh's lips remained on yours.

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