Josh Dun x Reader

Breakfast

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1517

Summary: You and Josh enjoy a quiet morning together after the end of tour.

Author's Note: Posting this before I get on a plane back home! Might take me longer than usual to get to requests. Also my schedule is finally winding down so I'm going to start working on requests and there will be a big announcement later this week! In the meantime, I hope you enjoy this one :)

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You stared out the windows at the far end of the room, admiring the distant Los Angeles skyline. Jim was laying on your chest, blowing hot air onto your collarbones every time that he exhaled. His fur was soft beneath your fingers as you ran your hands along his back, making him slowly thump his tail against the couch in contentment.

It wasn't often that you got to enjoy lazy mornings, but you and Josh had just arrived back from the South American leg of the tour and were enjoying the free time before you moved on to Canada. As much as you loved tour life, it never quite beat sitting in your living room and watching the sunrise.

"I was wondering where you were this morning," Josh said, interrupting your daydream.

You turned around so that you were facing Josh. He was standing at the bottom of the stairs, wearing nothing but the shorts that he always wore to bed during the summers. His hair was a messy pile of curls on top of his head, still pressed flat from where he had been laying on his pillow.

"I was watching the sunrise with Jim," you answered, giving Jim another scratch on the head. "You can't get a good view from the bedroom."

Josh wandered over to where you were sitting and bent down so that he could press a gentle kiss to your lips. Jim, once he realized that Josh had woken up, rolled onto his side so that his belly was clearly exposed to Josh for rubs. You shifted your knees so that Josh would have a place to sit on the couch.

"Have you made breakfast yet?" he asked as he rubbed Jim's tummy.

"Not yet. I was waiting for you."

Josh grinned, "How thoughtful."

"Plus, you're way better at making eggs than I am."

"I can't argue that." Josh moved his hand from Jim to your leg and began rubbing small circles into your thigh. "Did you want to get started now?"

"Not if you keep doing that," you smiled.

Josh pulled his hand away from your leg and stood up, raising his hands over his head to stretch. You took a moment to admire the way his muscles moved, not even caring if your gaze lingered. He took notice of this.

"What are you doing?" he asked. His cheeks were already growing pink.

"Just looking at my husband," you said, holding a hand out to him. He walked over and laced his fingers with yours. "Is that such a crime?"

"I guess not."

You used Josh's hand as a support for you to pull yourself off the couch. At the same moment, Josh decided to help you a little by giving your arm a solid tug. This, of course, caused you to fall right into his chest.

"Was that on purpose?" you asked. One of your hands was still splayed out on his chest.

"Maybe," he grinned. With his free hand, he tilted your chin up so that he could kiss you. This one was more forceful than the last, and you found it hard to pull yourself away from his embrace.