Josh Dun x Reader

Hear Me Out

Warnings: Angst

Word Count: 2353

Your feet made hardly any noise as you walked down the hallway towards Josh's practice room with two plates of food in hand. He had been working hard all morning practicing and you decided to do something nice for him by making him lunch.

Much to your surprise, the only sound coming from the other side of the door was Josh talking to someone on the phone rather than the usual sound of his drums. You weren't one to eavesdrop on other people's conversations, much less your boyfriend's, but the bit that you heard caught your attention.

"I can't tell Y/N that!"

Josh's voice was muffled, but you could still clearly make out what he was saying. He sounded frustrated, although you weren't sure why yet. It was quiet as the person he was talking to answered.

"What if I just say that I'm in love with my ex?"

It was like you could hear your heart snapping in half. Your grip on the plates loosened, but your reflexes kicked in just in time to avoid spilling food all over the hallway. The blood rushing through your ears distracted you from the rest of the conversation.

You were still standing in front of the door in shock when it swung open, revealing an equally as shocked Josh. A look of panic quickly crossed his face before he spoke.

"How long have you been there?"

You debated telling him what you had heard. Part of you wanted to break up with him first before he even had a chance to. Instead, you decided to play dumb. After all, maybe there was more to the story than what you had heard.

"Not long, I was just trying to figure out how to open the door when my hands were full," you smiled sweetly.

You could practically see the relief in his expression, which only made you more upset.

"What's this?" he asked, redirecting the conversation to the plates that you were holding on to.

"I made you lunch! You've been working hard all day so I figured you might be hungry," you shrugged.

"That was nice," he said. "You want to go eat in the living room?"

"Sure."

Josh took one of the plates and followed you back into the living room. You tried to ignore the sense of dread in the pit of your stomach as you bit into your sandwich.

"How has your morning been? I feel like I've barely seen you," Josh asked with a laugh.

"It's been good," you answered. "Just been watching TV and sending a few emails for work."

Josh nodded and took another bite of his food. You were unsure of what to say around him now that you knew there was a clock counting down to the end of your relationship.

"Sounds like an exciting morning."

You decided to bite the bullet and get the breakup conversation started. There was no point in making tense conversation until Josh got brave enough to do it himself.

"You feeling alright?" you asked, hoping it would prompt him to confess.

"Yeah, why do you ask?"

"I guess you've just seemed off lately. A bit more distant than usual."

He shrugged and picked idly at the hem of his shirt, "I guess I've just had a lot on my mind lately."

You reached out and rested a hand on his leg, trying your best to play the role of a supportive partner, "You know you can talk to me about anything."