Josh Dun x Reader

Eight Letters

Warnings: Some angst

Word Count: 1945

Author's Note: This fic is actually based off of the song Eight Letters by Why Don't We! I don't usually listen to them, but I heard this song and ended up writing this fic based off of it!

You jumped around the bedroom as you pulled your jeans up over your hips. Josh was going to be here to pick you up in less than ten minutes, and like always you had put off getting ready until the very last minute.

Once your jeans were zipped up, you skipped over to the closet and began to hastily flip through all your shirts. It was tempting to just throw on one of his comfortable hoodies, but you wanted to at least look somewhat decent. There was a lot to live up to with Josh walking next to you, after all.

You settled on a gray sweater and quickly grabbed a pair of socks before you darted into the bathroom. Your hair--by some miracle--looked halfway decent already, so you fixed up a few pieces and called it good. Five minutes later, you were happy with your appearance and rushing down the steps two at a time.

Josh knocked on the door as you were finishing lacing up your shoes. You looked over yourself in the mirror before you pulled it open.

"Hey," he smiled. "Wow, you look amazing."

"Thanks," you grinned, taking a deep breath to mask how out of breath you were. "You want to come inside for a second? I just have a few more things to grab."

"Sure," he said, stepping inside and closing the door behind him.

Josh followed you towards the living room as you looked around for your jacket. You snuck a few glances at him while he wasn't paying attention. He, of course, had dressed up in a nice shirt and one of his worn jackets. His hair was done perfectly, as per usual, and his stubble was shaved down to the perfect length.

"Found it!" you smiled triumphantly, emerging from your bedroom.

"Ready to go?" he asked, turning to look at you from his place on the couch.

"Yeah."

Josh stood up and wrapped an arm around you, leading you out to the car. You giggled as he pulled open the passenger door for you and dramatically gestured for you to get in.

"Thank you," you said as you adjusted yourself in the passenger seat.

He walked around the car, rubbing his hands together to keep them warm. You wondered why you two had decided to go out for a walk on a cold day like today, but you were just happy to spend time with him.

Josh got into the driver's seat, smiling at you as he did so. You rubbed your hands along your legs, half from the nerves and half from the cold.

"Ready?" he said, looking to you as he started the engine.

You reached over and took hold of his right hand, lacing his fingers with yours. His fingers were freezing, but you didn't mind.

"Ready."

A light layer of snow covered the path that you and Josh were walking along. Your feet made crunching sounds as you wandered between the trees, hand in hand.

"You're really beautiful, did you know that?" Josh said, squeezing your hand a bit tighter.

"Thanks," you mumbled, turning to look at him. You didn't even care if he noticed that your cheeks were bright red.