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Dawn of Love | Chapter 4

Josh Kiszka x Female Reader

Word Count: 5.9k

Warnings: Fluff, Anxiety, Sad Jake (just a little scene), Protected Sex, Depression, Talk of Cancer, Arguing, Fear of Abandonment, Mention of Death. (Please let me aware if I miss any!)

If you haven’t read Chapter 3 be sure to do so! And here is the Masterpost for the series.

Author’s Note: Hey!! I know it’s been a long time coming for this update, and I’m sorry it’s not a huge update. Time jumps are happening, especially within the next chapter as well. This chapter is really a filler, but it also adds more to the story that will make sense as it progresses so I do hope you enjoy it. I make sure that my work is up to par, and always give it my all. We’re almost halfway through the series!☺️

October 2014

All the trees have turned over, leaves starting to finally fall off the trees. Michigan was beautiful this time around, and Josh knew it was your favorite season. Perfect time for sweaters and hoodies, bonfires, apple picking and pumpkin patches.

University was offering a fall break a week before Halloween weekend. Josh had opted in making sure you guys had your halloween costumes planned out for Halloweekend here on campus. The costumes he had picked out were great for the two of you.

Josh had mentioned to his parents that the two of you would be staying over at their place for your fall break. Within the past month, your relationship with your dad hasn't been the greatest. He was still concerned about you attending school for a film and photography major. He still thought you should major in something that would “Logically” benefit you.

You felt bad about not staying at home to at least spend time with your mom and sister. But made sure to tell them you would spend time with them before you returned back to campus.

Josh and yourself had been extremely busy working on a film project that was due before your winter break. It was worth 60 percent of your grade. And he was taking every single measure and precaution for this film project. He was making sure the script was perfect, while he had you focus on costumes, make-up. And the two of you together focused on settings, themes, locations and how you were going to film it.

Jake was kind enough to help his twin out with another film. Even Ronnie had decided to join in on the project, a little family affair if you will. Josh said he trusted them to kill their roles they had been assigned. You even had your sister be a part of it as well.

It was finally Friday, Josh and you had your last class of the day. This weekend began your fall break, and the guys had a gig tomorrow night at Fischer Hall. They were excited to be performing there, they actually had been asked to come back a few times as the locals loved their performance. You were absolutely thrilled for them.

On the drive back home, you and Josh had made sure to stop by your house first as your dad was out for the day and your mom and sister were home. You hated having to avoid him, but just did what was best for yourself.

Upon arriving you and Josh made your way into the house, smelling your mom’s baking and hearing your sister’s music playing in the house. “Mom? Olivia?” You called out, walking into the kitchen you find your mom and sister baking cookies.

“Oh hi sweetie! I didn’t even hear you come in.” Your mother giggled softly dusting the flour off of her hands, pulling you in for a hug.

“I was wondering why it smelled so good in here.” You giggled hugging her back. Josh went to hug your sister while your mother kept hugging you.

“Your father is out for the whole day. Went on a fishing trip with the guys.” Your mom pulled away, and immediately went to hug Josh.

You walked over to your sister pulling her in for a hug. “Are they driving you insane these days?” You giggled.

“Always…” She laughed, hugging you tightly.

“Are you guys hungry? I was going to order takeout.” Your mom smiled as she resumed mixing the batter.

Josh and you both nodded in agreement. “Whatever you had in mind will be fine.” He smiled softly.

“I was thinking chinese.” Your mom hummed softly, as she continued to finish making up batches of cookies.

The rest of the evening was filled with laughter, catching up on what’s been going on for you with college. And your sister’s sophomore year, and how close her, Sam and Danny have gotten since you’ve gone off to college. It was nice to catch up with them as you hardly got to call them lately. You’ve been so busy with everything and felt ashamed for not reaching out more.

“Well sweetie, I’ve made up a jar of cookies for you to take back with you to campus. But you can grab them before you go back.” She smiled, putting the jar away to not be touched.

“Thank you mom, for everything. I really don’t know what I’d do without you…” You smiled, pulling her in for a hug.

“Oh, I’ll always be here for you. You know that…” She rubbed your back, hugging you tighter.

“Now, don’t be a stranger you two!” She pulled away smiling at the both of you.

You said your goodbyes to your sister, then headed over to Josh’s place.

Josh opted for parking in the street, as he wanted to let his parents have access to the driveway. He helped grab your bag from the backseat as you entered the house, you could hear his dad playing his harmonica and laughing from inside the family room.

The two of you went downstairs to the basement, preparing the pullout bed. While setting your things down there. Eventually Karen came downstairs to greet the two of you.

“Oh you guys made it in!” She smiled softly pulling you both in for a tight hug.

“Hi mom.” Josh chuckled softly, rubbing her back.

“How have classes been?” She pulled away, putting her hands on her hips.

You and Josh look at each other not sure who to let speak first, but then Josh cuts in.

“Classes have been great! Y/N and I have quite a few together, but some others we don’t.” He rubbed your arm softly.

“Yeah, Josh has been a great help though as well. I thought for sure I was gonna be lost on campus.” You giggled softly.

“It’s nice that the two of you have each other… I’m sure you’ve made plenty of friends though.” She smiled brightly. You smile softly, seeing how similar Josh and Karen’s smiles were.

“That we have. It’s a very different atmosphere, but it’s nice.” Josh smiled.

“Well I know you guys ate already, I talked to your mom Y/N. I’m sure the two of you are tired and want some rest. So I'll leave you to it.” She smiled, kissing Josh and your cheek softly.

“Goodnight.”

“Goodnight Mom.”

“Goodnight Mrs.Kiszka.”

The next day Josh and you were woken up by Jake and Sam bickering.

“No Sam! You can’t just make a last minute change of the setlist. We need to all be in agreement with it.” Jake yelled.

“It’s just because you don’t want to perform this one fucking song!” Sam yelled back at him.

“Samuel Francis!” You heard Karen yell out.

“I’m sorry mom… But seriously Jake. Get over yourself, just say you want total control of it.”

You walked up the steps to see Sam storming past you running upstairs to his room slamming his door shut.

“Good Morning sweetie!” Karen beamed, pulling you into a hug.

You hugged her back, swaying with her. “Good morning!”

She pulled away slowly, and resumed back to making breakfast. Waffles had been made, she was cooking bacon and finishing up the eggs.

“I hope you’re all hungry. Especially for today’s events.” She smiled softly as she finished cooking and getting plates out.

“Let me help you set the table.” You rushed to help her setting the table.

“Thank you.” She smiled, kissing the top of your head.

Eventually Josh made his way from downstairs, heading into the kitchen getting himself orange juice. He helped the two of you with the table.

“Good morning, sunny.” He kissed your cheek softly.

“Good morning.” You hummed softly.

“Samuel, come on down and eat.” Kelly yelled, coming into the dining room.

Everyone eventually piled in, sitting in their normal seats. You could feel the tension between Jake and Sam, as Kelly tried to make a conversation happen with Ronnie. Which worked, Ronnie talked about how she was planning on studying abroad after graduation.

As everyone listened to Ronnie talk about her future plans, you sat back thinking of all the choices you were making lately for yourself. Worrying if you had made the right ones and that you weren’t going to regret then later. But the love you had for photography and film was strong, and you couldn’t see yourself doing anything else but that.

Your thoughts were shortly interrupted by Josh, “What do you think, Sunny?

“I’m sorry, what was the question?” You shook your thoughts away giggling softly.

“My parents were wondering if you wanted to join us this year on our annual ski trip?”

Karen and Kelly were looking at you smiling softly.

“If it’s not a problem, I’d love to join!” You smiled brightly.

“Of course it’s not a problem! You’re a part of the family now.” Kelly chuckled softly.

Arriving at Fischer Hall brought back memories from the first night the guys performed there. They were so nervous, but now they frequently play a show here. And since then they’ve earned quite the audience. You were helping bring gear into the Hall, helping the guys set up.

Since being around them more, you’ve learned where everything goes, how to help tune Jake’s guitar. You’ve probably remembered some notes by now even. But you wouldn’t ever pick up an instrument.

Jake was agitated tonight, it was plain to see in his face. You normally let him come to you if something was bothering him, but tonight was the night you would ask him yourself. He was hanging around the back, pacing back and forth.

“Hey Jake… What’s going on?” You said softly as you treaded lightly.

“Val. She uh. She wanted to-“ He let out a big breath. “She broke things off.” He said flatly, his eyes glossed over.

“Oh Jake… I’m so sorry. Why didn’t you say something sooner?” You pulled him into a hug.

He hugged you back tightly, “It only happened just this morning… Hence why I was being an ass to Sam.” He sniffled while chuckling.

You giggled, pulling away slowly, “He’ll understand one day.”

“Yeah, and besides… I should’ve known that she wasn’t going to stick around much longer. She’s in her senior year, and her dad thinks we’re going absolutely nowhere with the band… Maybe it's better off this way.” He shrugged his shoulders.

“Well, I for one think you guys are going places. The talent you all have! Come on.” You smiled softly.

“Thanks Y/N… You have no idea how much that means to us, especially Josh…”

You nodded, smiling softly. “Come on, it’s almost time for y’all to perform.”

Especially Josh… What had he meant by that?

December 2014

Winter break had finally come, Michigan weather wasn’t easy to adjust to. Even after living two winters here. Classes wouldn’t restart until a week after the new year, so you had an entire month of freedom from classes.

Josh and yourself were excited to finally be done with your first semester. Your final project for your film class that the two of you had worked on was a major success.

You had decided on staying at the Kiszka’s house again over your winter break. Things with your dad were still rocky, you were absolutely convinced he would never change his view on your passion.

Arriving at their house, the front lawn and front of the house was decorated in Christmas decor. You smiled softly as Kelly was helping Karen finish the last touches to the snowflake lights they were placing alongside the house.

“Oh hey kiddos! We’re just finishing up.” Karen smiled softly finishing the last touches as Kelly helped her down.

“Hi Mr. and Mrs. Kiszka!” You smiled hauling your bag with you as Josh followed behind.

“Oh honey please, call me Karen. You’ve known us long enough now, and you’re family.” She giggled softly pulling you in for a hug.

Family. You hadn’t felt so welcomed in what felt like a long time. Sure everything with your sister and mom were good, but since things were still rocky with your dad it made it difficult to feel like a family with them.

“Now we are set to leave around 8am tomorrow. It’s about a 5 hour drive. But the boys always just sleep on the way there.” She giggled softly.

“I’ll be okay to sit in a car for 5 hours. I’ve sat in one for 16…” You groaned remembering back on the trip back to Florida one year.

“Besides, sunny you’ll have me to keep you company.” Josh kissed your cheek softly, he gathered your things, throwing what was going on the ski trip into his parents vehicle. While taking the rest into the house.

Karen ushered you to go inside, you smiled walking into their home seeing their Christmas tree was put up with just the lights.

“We were waiting for the two of you to get home before we decorated the tree.” Karen smiled, pulling the box of ornaments out.

“It's a family tradition to help out decorating the tree together.” Kelly rubbed Karen’s back.

You smiled in awe of them. As they opened the box, revealing all of the ornaments they’ve collected over the years. You smiled softly looking at the ornaments made for each of them for their first christmas. You traced your finger over the details of Josh’s first ornament.

“Oh Josh was the cutest baby…” Karen sighed softly, reminiscing. “All of you were cute!” She laughed, looking at them all.

“It’s okay mom, we know Josh is the favorite.” Ronnie chipped in.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Josh bickered back, as Ronnie giggled.

“Mama’s boy.”

“Okay Ronnie. Daddy’s girl.” He rolled his eyes at her. You playfully smacked his arm, “Be nice to your sister.”

He stuck his tongue out at you playfully. The two of you and everyone else started to put ornaments on the tree. After about a few minutes of setting the ornaments in their rightful place the last thing to be added was the star.

“Jake, would you do the honors?” Kelly asked, handing him the star. Jake nodded, taking it from his hands, stepping on the step stool placing the star on top of the tree and plugging it into the lights.

Once he stepped down carefully everyone stood back admiring the tree before Sam plugged it in. “Go ahead Sammy.” Karen smiled at him softly.

Sam then plugged the lights into the outlet, making the tree come to life. It was all colorful and beautiful. Everyone gasped in awe. “Good work everyone.” Karen smiled, clapping her hands.

The rest of the night was spent making dinner with Karen for the family. She ended up making the boy's favorite dish, as well baking some brownies to end the night.

“You know Y/N… You bring the best out in Joshua.” Karen smiled softly as she put away the clean dishes.

You smile softly looking out to the family room seeing Josh getting into a serious card game with his siblings. “I like to think he brings the best out in me…” You blushed, turning your attention back to his mom.

“Anytime he needs help with planning your dates, he always calls me. Freaking out if he’s doing the right things, saying the right things. And I always assure him that he’s doing just fine.” She giggles softly, finishing up with the dishes.

“So you’re the mastermind…” You giggled while taking a sip of your hot tea.

“Ah, not necessarily. I just tell him to speak and think with his heart. I play no part in planning.” She giggled while taking a sip from her mug.

“You are raising great boys Mrs. Kiszka…”

“Call me Karen… We’ve gone past this, you’re family now.” She walked over to you pulling you in for a hug.

You hugged her back tightly. “Thank you guys for letting me be a part of this… It means a lot to me. More than you will ever know.”

“Oh sweetie,” She pulled away slowly, grabbing your face with her hands. “You are always loved and accepted here. Don’t you ever doubt that for a second.”

You felt tears brimming at your eyes. She wiped them away quickly. “I know things have been hard with your father… Your mom and I speak all the time. And I just want you to know, don’t ever be afraid to reach out to us.”

You nodded slowly, gathering yourself. “Thank you…”

“Come on, let’s see what these hooligans are up to.” She patted your arm softly.

The drive to the ski resort wasn’t too bad. A little cramped and bumpy, but fun nonetheless. The cabin they have reserved was beautiful, it was almost similar to the lake house they had. Josh and yourself got your own room, everyone did actually this time. You all unpacked your bags, then got in your skiing gear.

Josh, Jake, and yourself opted for snowboarding on your trip here. Where everyone else was going skiing. You liked the thrill better of snowboarding than skiing. Especially the flexibility that came with snowboarding. You grabbed your board, following behind Jake as Josh walked beside you.

The three of you then hopped onto the lift, taking in the scenery as you went up the trail. “This is really beautiful here…”

Josh smiled, “You’re beautiful.”

“Oh, how original Josh.” Jake chuckled, as you lightly smacked him.

“It’s definitely beautiful out here. We’ve been coming here for what…. 6 years Josh?” He looked at his twin.

Josh then nodded, “Yeah. We used to go to another ski resort for years before we found this one. This one was closer and had a lot more to offer.”

Before you knew it, you reached the top to get off of the lift. You walked over to the hill incline where everyone started to go down the slopes to ride their snowboards.

“Don’t be nervous, it’s a little scary at first. But you’ll get the hang of it.” Josh smiled, rubbing your cheek softly.

“I’ll be fine.” You smiled softly, kissing him.

He kissed you back, then pulled away as he pulled his goggles down and put his mask to cover his face from the harsh wind. In which you did the same, you then placed your feet into your board clipping your feet into place.

Eventually Jake had already made his way down the trail, picking up speed as he went. Like the dare devil he was. You decided to take your time down the slope when you first pushed yourself to go. Josh stayed somewhat behind you to keep an eye out for you. You giggled softly as you started to pick up the speed, and went around people on the trail. Josh now had to keep up with you, you looked back to see he was practically on your tail now.

You could see him shaking his head as he chuckled. You finally reached the bottom of the slope, removing your goggles while looking over at Josh who just stopped.

“Not bad for your first time there, sunny…” He smiled softly.

“I guess I had a good teacher.” You shrugged, laughing softly. Making him shake his head as he broke into laughter.

Late July 2015

First year of college had been relatively the easiest year. But your next year wasn’t going to be, you had even more classes to take this semester than the last two. Assignments were bigger, and tests were worth more to your final grades as you read some of the requirements for said classes.

Josh and yourself had spent most of the summer at each other’s houses. Your father had tried to work better on your relationship, but it was still rocky. You were only ever really home for the sake of your mom and sister. The guys have been picking up more gigs and have recently been working with a record label in talks of potentially signing. You couldn’t be any happier for them.

The guys and yourself took a day trip to their family’s lake house. Josh wanted to get you out of the house and away from home to get your mind off things. He always made sure you were in touch with nature, said it helps cleanse the mind. Which you couldn’t argue with that.

You were looking forward to spend a day away. You hadn’t been giving yourself the much needed time away. Josh had planned a small picnic for the two of you, and made it clear to the guys he didn’t want them bothering the two of you. The two of you walked to the other side of the lake where another dock was at. He laid everything out for your small picnic, where in the distance Sam, Danny and Jake looked like little beings. You never took in how big the land was here.

“Sunny, can you pull out the strawberries?” He smiled softly at you as he placed everything else out. You nodded, reaching into the basket pulling out the strawberries. Noticing they were covered in chocolate.

“How did you know!” You smiled softly, looking over at him.

“A little birdie told me.” He smiled, kissing your cheek.

You blushed at the thoughtfulness. Chocolate covered strawberries were one of your favorite snacks. Especially in the summertime. You pulled one out offering it to Josh first, in which he obliged by taking a bite. He then grabbed one feeding it to you. Giggling softly you eat from his hand.

“Thank you for taking me out today…” You sighed softly.

He nodded, “I figured we could both use a day away from reality.” He grabbed your hand, rubbing it softly with his thumb.

You looked at all of the trees, listening to the birds chirps and the summer breeze rolling through making the trees bustle. Breathing in the fresh air, as Josh slipped behind you letting you rest against his chest. He began to play with your hair, running it through slowly. Humming contently as he massaged your scalp.

“I love you…” It came out rather quietly from your lips.

“I love you…” You could tell he was smiling by the tone of his voice.

His hand one hand traveled down your arm slowly, lightly tracing down to your wrist and dragging it back up. Giving you goosebumps as he did that. You giggled softly, running your hand along his free hand.

His hand then crept its way across your abdomen, slipping down your waistline slowly as he stills his hand. “Is this okay mama?”

Your breath got caught in your throat, “Y-yes…” You nodded softly, leaning into his touch. As he slipped his hand past your bikini bottoms, his fingers gently brush over your bundle of nerves causing a slight gasp to escape your lips.

“All this for me…” He whispered against the shell of your ear, nibbling at it softly.

“All for you….” You moaned quietly as his ring and middle finger slipped inside of you. He pumped them slowly as he planted kisses down your neck.

Biting your lip softly, you look out at the lake to see if anyone would notice such a lewd scene. But you were broken out of your trance.

“They are too far away from here to even notice… Just let go for me… I know you’re there, I can feel you tightening around my fingers.” He kissed your cheek softly.

You nodded slowly, letting your orgasm wash over you as he kept pumping his fingers. You moaned his name out, he let you come undone holding you close to him. You could feel his erection pressing into your backside.

Sitting up as you turn around to face him you see his honey glazed eyes. You giggled softly, slipping your hand into his swim trunks, taking him firmly in your hand pumping slowly.

“Baby…” His breath hitched,

“Shh… It’s my turn to take care of you.” You smiled softly, pulling his trunks down to reveal his hardened cock. You could see the tip was leaking with his arousal swiping it gently with your thumb rolling it over, causing a hiss from him.

Gently you take him into your mouth, settling yourself between his legs, you took every inch of him slowly without making yourself gag. You had been working on getting better with it, he always assured you that you didn’t have to go down on him. But the thing is, you liked to.

Hearing your name fall from his lips made you hum in response, you started to pick up the pace by using your one hand to stroke him as you bobbed your head up and down. Your saliva coating his cock as you take him into your mouth.

His head rolled back, as his eyes did too. His one hand took a grip to your hair, holding it back for you as you kept sucking him off.

“Baby… You keep going l-like that. I’m not gonna last much longer…” He was twitching slightly, you removed your mouth, sighing softly.

“I need to feel you.” He kissed your lips softly, grabbing a condom from the basket he had made up.

“Always prepared…” You giggled softly, removing your bottoms as he ripped open the package placing the rubber over his dick.

“As much as I’d love to have kids with you, one day. But today’s not the day.” He chuckled, laying you down gently on the towels he brought along. He lined himself up with you, teasing your entrance.

“I thought you were just saying you needed to feel me?” You got cocky with him, earning a shit grin from him.

“Don’t be a brat…” He growled at you. With that he slipped himself inside of you, earning groans from the both of you.

Slowly he began pumping in and out of you with languid strokes. You wrapped your arms around his back, pulling him closer to you as your legs wrapped around his waist. He bent down kissing your lips softly, eager to kiss him back, slipping your tongue into his mouth.

Panting for one another has he kept at his strong pace, he lifted your one leg to rest against his chest to get a better angle. To hit deeper, you let out a cry of pleasure. He smirked, kissing the inside of your leg as he kept thrusting harder.

“J-josh…” Your eyes rolled back as he kept hitting that spot he knew so well.

“I know baby…” He moaned out, his hair sticking to his forehead.

You felt the band inside of you ready to snap, with the next few thrusts your thighs started shaking as you let your second orgasm come over you. Josh’s hips stuttered as he came as well, breathing heavily he kissed your lips softly.

“You’re so perfect, my sunshine…”

Early October 2015

Josh and yourself got assigned to the same dorm building again. This time the two of you were on the same floor. Your classes this semester only two of them you shared, whereas all the other courses you were by yourself. But the upperhand of that was room for you to grow.

You started to get more involved in your photography, earning more clients with your work. And take it upon yourself to start a short film with a classmate. Josh encouraged you to take a leap at a new project with a new partner rather than working with him all the time.

Your parents had called you urgently this Friday and asked you to come home for the weekend, in which you couldn’t argue as you missed them. Josh opted to stay on campus this weekend being he had a project to work on.

Arriving home, it was dead silent in the house. You looked around, calling out for anyone.

“In here pumpkin…” Your dad called out, heading towards the dining room is where your family sat. Looking like an intervention.

“What’s going on?” Your nerves are catching up with you now, as you fidgeted with the chair pulling it out to sit beside your sister.

“Y/N, sweetie. Your father… well.” Your mother’s voice was breaking as she tried to speak.

“I have kidney cancer.” He said out flatly.

You felt your heart sink, like an anchor lowering to hold its ship. Tears started to form, “How long have you known…”

“It’s only been 3 months…” Your father choked out.

“Why didn’t you tell me then!” You felt angry with your father and that they waited this long to tell you.

“Because you were getting ready to go back onto campus… And we didn’t want to drop it onto you, until it got serious.” Your mother spoke softly.

“I have to stay here, I can take a couple weeks off. Help around…”

Your parents shook their heads, “No you can’t jeopardize your education.”

You sniffled back tears, “No. I want to take a break. I need to be here with you… We haven’t been on the best of terms, and I’m not going to potentially lose you without spending more time with you.”

“Honey, my days are filled with chemotherapy… I don’t think you want to see me go through all of that…”

“Dad. You have always been there for me, it's our turn. Let me be here for you. Just for a couple weeks? I’ll go back after Thanksgiving break. I can talk to my professors and I'm sure they will understand.” You walked over to him kneeling beside him.

“Pumpkin. It’s shouldn’t be too much of anything to worry about. The doctor’s are hopeful the treatments will work. They’ve seen great results.” He smiled cupping your cheek wiping away your fallen tears.

“I promise I will go back after Thanksgiving break. Just please… Let me be here with you. I will never forgive myself.”

“Alright, fine. But you are going back after Thanksgiving break. And be sure to have all your professors know.” He gave a half smile, hurt that his daughter was giving up her schooling to spend time with him.

It had been 2 weeks since hearing the news, immediately that night you had called Josh letting him know everything. And that you wouldn’t be returning to classes until after Thanksgiving break. He was understanding of your choice and supported it all.

Josh kept you up to date on all the things happening on campus. In which you were grateful for, but it made you feel like you were missing out on so much, although you wanted to be here for your dad through these hard times. Especially with helping your sister get through her junior year, Sam was helping her with her assignments over the last two weeks as well.

Josh’s POV

It has been almost 3 weeks since Y/N found out about her father having cancer. Hearing she was taking a break from school broke my heart, knowing how much it meant to her. But, she always knew what was best for her.

Lately I’ve been questioning what I want to do with my life… Film has always been such a passion for me, but this whole music thing with Jake is really starting to become something. And I’m terrified to even explain that to her, she would be heartbroken to find out I’ve decided to drop out.

I have to do this right…

I decided to pack up my things and make my way home, but not without stopping at Y/N’s first. Parking in her driveway, I get out of my car nervously walking up to the front door knocking softly. Her mother opens the door, surprised to see me.

“Oh my god, Josh… It’s so good to see you sweetie.” She pulled you in for a hug.

“It’s good to see you, is Y/N home?”

She pulled away slowly, nodding her head. “Josh… She’s. She needs you I think more than ever…” You could see the tears forming in her eyes.

Nodding softly, you make way to Y/N’s room. Knocking softly on her door you hear silent sobs. “It’s unlocked…”

You step in quietly finding her lying underneath the covers. “Sunny…”

Hearing her shuffle from under the bed, “Josh?” She sat up fixing her hair, she looked like she had been crying for a while.

“Yeah, it’s me.” You smiled softly as your heart broke looking at her in this state. You slipped your shoes off and slipped under the sheets with her.

She wrapped herself around you tightly, sobbing into your chest. You wrapped your arms around her tightly, running your hand through her hair.

“I’m so scared Josh… I don’t know what I’ll do if I lose him.”

“Hey… Don’t think that way. Everything is going to be fine. He’s going to get through this, he’s a strong man.” You soothed her, kissing the top of her head.

You felt your nerves getting to yourself. It’s now or never Josh…

“Sunny, I have something to tell you…”

She looked up at you, “What’s wrong?”

“So I’m staying home.”

“Oh are you going back after Thanksgiving like me?” She smiled softly, caressing your cheek.

You shook your head slowly, “I actually won’t be returning at all…” You let out under a whisper.

“W-what?” She choked on her words.

“I dropped out, to start focusing on this music thing more with Jake.” There, it was out. You said it.

“Josh I don’t understand… I thought you said film was your dream?” She sat up facing you.

“It is, or was. I don’t know, Jake really thinks we can take off. We’ve been speaking to an agent for some time now…” You held her hands.

She shook her hands away, standing up from the bed. “No! This isn’t how it’s supposed to be…” She started sobbing.

Her POV

Josh stood up from your bed. “Sunny…”

“Don’t, sunny me! Josh… You said, you even. You told me you were going to stick with it… Even if you guys went somewhere with this…” You ran a hand through your hair.

“I thought you would be supportive of this!” He was upset now.

“I am, it’s just…”

“It’s just what?”

“Josh, this is a lot to handle right now…” You sighed.

“You don’t think I know that? Your mother was crying to me, worried about you. That has me worried sick. I’m not going anywhere, just because I’m not chasing after my original dream doesn’t mean I’m not excited about this new journey.” He grabbed you by the shoulders making you look at him.

“Josh… But what if you leave me? What if you find someone that…” You looked at him with tears in your eyes.

“Y/N, I love you. And I’m always going to be here. You’re my sunshine. Forever. I’m not going anywhere.” He caressed your cheek with his thumb.

“Promise.” You looked at him scared.

“Promise.” He held your hand up kissing it softly.

“No more secrets. I want to know everything…” You sighed softly.

He nodded in agreement, “I won’t hide anything… I swear.”

You nodded, wrapping yourself in his arms, hugging him tightly as you sobbed in his arms from everything that was going on. You felt alone, but you knew you weren’t. It was hard times right now, and you could only hope that they would get better. Or so you thought…

To be continued

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Part 8: Exes & Ohs

Fandom: Inception

Pairing: Robert Fischer x OC

Summary: Some things from the past come to light after an encounter with one of Robert's exes.

Word Count: 4,311

Notes: Warnings for depictions of classism and references to sexual content.

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“This is ridiculous,” Alice complained to Robert under her breath, clutching tightly to his arm to keep her balance as the deck of the yacht swayed beneath their feet.

“I know,” he said, squeezing her arm.

“Is there a reason that this ‘meeting’ had to be conducted on a yacht?” she asked, tugging on the neckline of her dress, eyes glancing up at the multi-level boat; more of a mini cruise ship than a yacht, really. There was a large pool in the middle of it, a buffet and bar inside, several bedrooms for guests to stay, and rooms for entertaining or whatever other sleazy activities Maurice Fischer’s business partner was involved in.

“Probably so none of us can escape,” Robert mumbled, looking unenthusiastically at the rather unnecessary amount of supermodels gathered in the level beneath them, most of them dressed in little more than string bikinis as they lounged by the pool.

“That’s…more than a little disconcerting.”

He pressed a comforting kiss to her temple, pulling her gently along beside him down a flight of stairs, across the deck, past the pool, and towards the buffet.

“Oh my goodness, Robert!?”

They both skidded to a stop at the sound of the voice, Alice’s shoes squeaking against the wet surface of the deck. She knew that voice. Where did she know that voice from…

Oh, no.

Why?

Beside her, Robert had gone rather stiff, muscles tensed and jaw locked. He looked a little like he was trying not to scream.

“Veronica,” he said with the enthusiasm of someone who had just been told they were about to be guillotined. “You’re here.”

The woman who approached them was beautiful, with shoulder length blonde hair and stormy gray eyes. Her smile seemed to glitter in the lights illuminating the pool. Alice tugged her black shawl a little tighter around herself at the all too familiar sight of one of Robert’s ex-girlfriends, eyes darting downwards to focus on the deck almost on instinct.

“Oh, come on now, Robert. Surely we know each other well enough for you to call me Ronnie,” Veronica crooned, coiling her arms around him like a snake in a hug that seemed to leave him intensely uncomfortable, eyes wide as they darted to Alice, begging for help. Clearing her throat softly was enough to catch Veronica’s attention, loosening her grasp on Robert so that he was able to pull free.

“Oh, and you brought Alice with you. That is so sweet. Really, this all must be so exciting for you. Considering where you come from and all.”

Alice had to fight back the temptation to knock a few of Veronica’s pretty pearly white teeth from her skull.

“Veronica–” Robert started in, shoulders tensed in the way that they often did when he was preparing for a verbal spar.

“I know, I know, I’m sorry. My mouth sometimes gets away from me,” Veronica continued on before he could say any more. A few of the women in the group that she’d abandoned to run up to them began to call her name. Brows furrowing and huffing in mock annoyance, Veronica glanced over her shoulder at them. “I have to get back to my group,” her eyes darted over Robert, lashes fluttering. “But I would love to catch up later,” she was flouncing away across the deck before either of them could respond.

“Well, she doesn’t seem to have changed much,” Alice said, squeezing at Robert’s arm. He just sighed with heavy exhaustion, pinching at the bridge of his nose.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know she would be here.”

“It’s okay,” she kissed his cheek to let him know that she meant it. “When was the last time you saw her?”

“I don’t know…we broke up a month after you left and I haven’t seen much of her since. Maybe at a gala about a year or so ago.”

“Was that the last time you broke up?” she asked. Robert and Veronica had been on and off during college. It was hard to keep track of how many times they’d split over the years.

“Yeah,” he cringed. “God, it’s embarrassing to think about now. We were so volatile together.”

“I remember,” the pattern of them fighting one moment and then being all over each other in the next was one she’d grown familiar with. A laugh escaped her lips, elbowing him lightly. “At least she didn’t call you Bobby,” she remembered how much he’d hated the nickname, listening through the shared wall of their apartment as he complained about it without fail every time.

Robert came to a screeching halt, staring at her with huge eyes. Something she couldn’t quite place had entered his face. “What are you talking about?”

“Well that’s what she used to call you, right? You hated it.”

“Yeah, but…” he stammered, cheeks beginning to turn pink. Frowning, Alice grabbed more firmly onto his arm, pulling him into a secluded, quiet corner where no one would overhear them.

“What?”

“How do you know that?” his voice came out in a panicked jumble of words, suddenly grabbing at her frantically.

“What do you mean?”

“Veronica only ever called me that when…” he swallowed hard, cheekbones dusted with scarlet. “When we were…” looking down, his fingers tightened against her shoulders. Hands settling on his forearms, she stroked gently along the expensive material of his suit, her own eyes growing wide as she realized what he was trying to tell her.

She’d never really given it much thought whether or not he knew that she could hear him through the walls when he would bring women home at night. She’d been a little too busy nursing a wounded heart over what she assumed at the time to be unrequited love to really consider it. But a part of her had assumed that he must have known. After all, they shared a wall. Surely he must have realized–especially considering how loud Robert sometimes was–that she could hear him. But one look at the growing panic in his big blue eyes made it clear that he hadn’t. He hadn’t known that she could hear him. And the revelation that she had was clearly sending him into a tailspin.

“Robert,” she said as gently as she knew how. “We shared a wall.”

He stared at her in utter and absolute horror. “What else did you hear?”

Her hesitation was answer enough. He tried to pull back, but she grasped onto him tightly. “Robert, sweetheart, it’s okay–” she attempted to soothe. Really, it was. At the time, it had bothered her, but not anymore. They were together now, and outside of a few bouts of minor insecurities, that was enough for her. She knew that he loved her.

“Mr. Fischer?”

They both jumped as one of the guests of the evening–someone who’s name Alice couldn’t remember–approached them.

“Yes?” Robert asked, smoothing down his hair and his tie, eyes still darting over to Alice every couple of moments even after she let him go.

“I just wanted to congratulate you on what a marvelous job you did with the Morrison deal.”

“O-oh, thank you,” he mumbled, bashful.

“I was wondering if I could have a moment of your time to talk about some of the logistics–”

“You know, I would love to,” she knew him well enough to know that tone indicated the exact opposite. “But I’m actually in the middle of something right now,” reaching into his inner suit pocket, he pulled out a business card and handed it to the guest. “Call my office and we can set something up.”

The guest took the card, nodding and smiling politely, even as his brow furrowed when Robert promptly turned away, hands bracing against the railing of the yacht.

“Seasickness,” Alice mouthed to the man and his expression instantly turned sympathetic, nodding and rushing away. Moving to stand beside Robert, she rested a hand between his shoulder blades. He was leaning over the railing, staring down at the black waters below, chest heaving. “Robert?”

“I think that I’m going to throw up,” he said.

“I think that I have a Dramamine in my bag, somewhere…”

He gave her a look. “Not from motion.”

“Oh,” shifting closer to him, she let her thumb rub circles into the center of his back. “Really, Robert, it’s fine.”

But he just shook his head, eyes so miserable and full of guilt that it broke her heart a little bit. “I didn’t know. I know that you could hear. If I had, I wouldn’t have…God…” he whimpered and buried his face in his hands. Alice wrapped an arm around his shoulders, squeezing him in a half-hug. Robert turned his head so that it was pressed into her collarbone. “I’m sorry, Alice. I’m so, so sorry.”

“Shh. It’s okay. I mean it. Really.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

Shrugging, she looked down. “I dunno,” one of her hands traced through his soft hair, biting her lip. When her eyes caught on the gleam of his watch, she frowned. “Robert, you’re supposed to be in the conference room in five minutes.”

Head raising slightly, his brows furrowed. “I am?”

“The meeting with your father, you, Peter, and Mr. Traeger, remember?”

“Shit,” he mumbled, glancing down at his watch. “Yeah. Yeah, I remember.”

She smoothed down his hair and the front of his suit for him, cupping his cheeks and pecking him on the lips. He was still looking at her all anxiously and full of guilt. “Don’t worry about me, okay? We’re fine, I promise. Come find me when you’re done.”

He still didn’t look fully convinced, but he nodded, taking a step back. “Where will you be?”

“I’ll head towards the back of the boat. It’s quieter there.”

“Okay.”

Watching him rush away, she tugged her shawl tighter around herself, head tilting fondly. He really was far too sweet for his own good. Walking briskly across the deck, she headed towards the back, where there would hopefully be fewer people gathered.

“Alice.”

Fighting the urge to cringe away from the arm suddenly draped across her shoulders, she tilted her head up to stare at Veronica.

“Yeah?”

“Where did Robert run off to?”

“He had a meeting.”

“I see. I have to say, I was surprised to see you here. I thought you’d disappeared off to Europe.”

“I did. Now I’m back.”

“He was so upset when you left,” Veronica’s eyes were suddenly hazy and far away. “Heartbroken, I would say.”

Looking down, a lump of guilt formed in her throat, arms hugging tighter around herself. “I know.”

Veronica loosened the arm around her. “You really think that you can just come swooping back in and take him?”

“I didn’t take anything, Veronica–”

“It doesn’t mean anything. I mean, look at you. We’re talking about a man who has slept with more than his share of supermodels and movie stars. Do you really think that you’ll hold his interest for long? You’re something new and different for him to try out. And then he’ll move along to the next girl who catches his eye. You won’t be able to hold onto him for long.”

“Why? Because you couldn’t?” the words fell from her mouth before she could stop them. Veronica froze, just gaping at her in silent fury. Then her eyes narrowed.

“You’re nothing but gutter trash. Picked up off the side of the road,” Veronica said finally. “You’ll never be one of us.”

Alice shrugged, finally pulling herself free. “Who said that I wanted to be?” her head tilted. “Good-night, Veronica.”

She turned away, walking hurriedly, before anyone could see the beginnings of tears shining in her eyes.

∗ ∗ ∗

His foot tapped rhythmically against the carpeted floor of the conference room.

“Somewhere you need to be?” Uncle Peter asked as he slid another paper across the table for Robert and his father to sign.

“I want to get some of the chocolate cake they were just wheeling out at the buffet before it’s gone,” he lied. Though, actually, that didn’t sound too bad after everything that was just thrown at him in the last half hour.

“Last one and then you’re free to go,” Uncle Peter said good naturedly, handing him one last paper that he scribbled his signature on. His father scowled, clearly perturbed by Robert’s hastiness to bring the meeting to an end. Whatever. If they wanted to stay in the conference room and chatter with boring old Mr. Traeger, they could. He had a girlfriend who he needed to profusely apologize to a thousand more times.

The mental image of her in his head was near torturous. Of how she must have laid in her bed in their shared apartment all those years ago, curled in a ball while she was forced to listen to him fuck whatever person he’d had in his bed that night. Who’s name he probably didn’t even know. Had she cried as she laid there alone in the dark? Had she held a pillow over her ear to try to stifle the noises? Just the idea alone was enough to make him want to hide away in some dark place and wallow in his shame for all eternity.

He was down the stairs, halfway across the deck and almost to the buffet, when someone linked their arm with his.

“Hi, stranger.”

“Not now, Veronica.”

“You and Alice are so adorable together.”

“Um, thanks? Now if you don’t mind–”

“But be honest with me, Robert,” she was stronger than she looked, yanking him back towards her. “How long do you really think that’s gonna last?”

His head finally snapped around towards her, eyes narrowing. “What do you mean?”

“Robert,” she clicked her tongue. “We both know how you are.”

Wincing at the silent insult, he turned away. “This time it’s different.”

“Pfft. I give you two a few months at most. You’ll get bored,” she patted him on the arm. “And she’s probably just with you for your money.”

“And you weren’t?”

The question had Veronica skidding to a sudden halt, lips parted in surprise. He needed to get out of here. Otherwise they were going to start screaming at each other. That was how it always was with her. Ripping his arm free, he started to stalk away.

“What about the rest of us?”

His brow raised at the term us. Like she was the elected spokesperson for all women who would ever want to sleep with him. Glancing over his shoulder, he shook his head, laughing with a coldness that reminded him alarmingly of his father.

“Well, about half of you were pushed on me by my father…and the other half weren’t much more than a stupid attempt to get over her.”

“And now you’re with her,” she gave him a look. “Are you really going to tell me that none of us measure up?”

He took a careful step forward, leaning close to ensure that she heard him. “None of you ever even came close.”

He left her standing there, open mouthed and incensed and probably about to spend the rest of the evening telling everyone what a cold-hearted jackass he was, but he didn’t care. Instead he swept past the buffet table, scooping up a slice of chocolate cake settled on a pristine white plate and two forks as he passed by.

Alice was where she said she’d be, arms curling over the railing, black shawl fluttering around her. Her black dress hugged close to her body before flaring out at the waist, the entire bodice and sleeves covered in silver, shimmering sequins. The neckline was plunging in a way that made his cheeks heat, and she’d let her hair hang loose, swaying fluidly around her waist.

“Hey,” he approached her slowly and cautiously. “I brought you cake.”

Alice turned and smiled when she saw that it was him, looking near ethereal. But there was something off, a subtle redness about her eyes that hadn’t quite subsided. His brow furrowed. Had she been crying?

“Thanks,” she took the plate from him with one hand, grabbing at his fingers with the other and leading him to a little bench sheltered by the wind.

“Are you okay?” he asked, stroking a hand down her cheek, rubbing his thumb under her eyes and frowning at the slight puffiness there.

“Mhm.”

“Alice,” he could feel the beginnings of his previous panic returning to close up his throat and seize his muscles. “Sweetheart, I am so, so sorry about–”

“Oh, no. It’s not that,” she said, setting down her fork. “It’s…” she trailed off, eyes gazing at the ocean. “Look, I don’t want you to do anything about this.”

“About what?” it only took about five seconds for his mind to come up with a whole myriad of horrible things that could have happened in his absence. Rich people could be incredibly cruel.

“While you were gone, Veronica came over to talk to me.”

He felt himself go stiff, eyes closing in quiet dread. “What did she say?”

“Oh, you know. What they all say. Nothing particularly original.”

“What did she say?”

Alice huffed. Wiped at her nose. Shrugged. “Just that you’ll get bored of me, basically,” her lips pulled into a frown, looking down at her hands. “And that I’m…”

“What?” he asked, setting the plate aside so he could more properly grasp her.

“I believe the exact words that she used were ‘gutter trash.’”

Cupping her face in his palm, he traced the shape of her lips with his thumb. The temptation to stalk downstairs, grab Veronica by the hair and hurl her over the side of the boat was a strong one. But not as strong as his need to comfort Alice. “And you believe that?”

“No. Well, I mean…” her hesitation broke his heart, reaching out desperately to pull her closer. “She’s not wrong,” Alice murmured into his chest. “You could have anyone you wanted.”

He was already shaking his head before she’d even finished the sentence, pulling back and leaning forward so that their foreheads rested against each other and he could look into her eyes. “Why would I want anyone else when I can have you? I love you.”

She was close enough for him to count her eyelashes as she blinked. “I know. I know, I love you too. I don't know why it got to me so much…”

He kissed her tenderly, murmuring quiet, sweet nothings, arms going tight around her. For a long time they just leaned against each other in silence.

“I don’t…I don’t want this to cause any fights or anything like that with Veronica,” Alice said.

“Oh, she’s dead the next time I see her,” Robert said definitively. Alice just giggled quietly, despite her quiet, rather halfhearted attempts at dissuasion. “If it makes you feel any better, I did already kinda tell her off after she tried to corner me when I was on my way to find you.”

“Really?” Alice asked, eyes curious. “What did you say?”

“Oh, you know,” he tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “How no one could ever compare to you.”

She ducked her head in a futile attempt to hide her blush. Smiling, he kissed her nose.

“Sort of called her a gold digger too.”

“Robert!” any attempt at sounding disapproving was greatly undercut by the way her chest vibrated with laughter.

“Well, it’s true!”

She tried to stifle her giggles by pressing her hand to her mouth, eyes shining up at him with cheerful fondness. Kissing her again, he let his arms tighten around her protectively, chin resting on the top of her head. Breathing deeply, he allowed his eyes to close, the feeling of her in his arms and the scent of her shampoo soothing him from the anxious, guilt-ridden wreck he’d been earlier. It was all okay. They were okay. He wasn’t going to lose her.

Her head craned around him, like she was looking for something.

“What?”

“Where’s my cake?”

Snorting out a laugh, he grabbed the plate where he’d set it down beside them. They ended up with their sides pressed together, her head resting on his shoulder with his arm around her.

“How did you stand it?” he asked finally, once they’d finished the slice of cake and set the plate aside. As better as he may have felt in comparison to earlier, guilt still ate away at his chest. Not to mention the embarrassment of how stupid he’d been. His thumb circled over the back of her hand, unable to look her in the eye. Every time he thought about how he would have felt had he been in her position, he was tempted to curl into a little ball of shame right there in the middle of the deck.

“Stand what?”

“Hearing me through the walls.”

Alice cocked her head. “Honestly? I invested in a very expensive pair of noise canceling headphones.”

Robert drew in on himself with a whine, guilt making his stomach feel queasy again, but Alice just smiled softly and kissed his cheek, wrapping an arm around him.

“What are you thinking?” she asked.

“I’m trying to decide whether it would be worth it or not to try to swim back to shore.”

“Hm. Well, the water might be a bit cold this late at night.”

He snorted.

“And there might be sharks,” she shot him a playfully perturbed look. “And I'd be very annoyed at you for ditching me.”

That got a laugh out of him, but when she looked up at him her eyes were serious.

“It’s okay. It sucked, but it’s not like we were together at the time or anything.”

“I should’ve realized that the walls were so thin, or not brought them back to the apartment, or…” or not have slept with any of them at all.

“And I probably should’ve told you that I could hear you,” Alice shrugged. “Really, you should be the one who’s pissed at me for invading your privacy like that.”

“I’m not mad at you,” he said immediately.

“And I’m not mad at you either.”

He didn’t deserve her. Not even a little bit. “I love you,” he gripped her cheeks firmly. “I love you so much, I never wanted to hurt you…”

“I know, Robbie, I know.”

He practically melted at the nickname. “None of them ever meant anything.”

Her eyebrows rose almost skeptically. “Really? None of them?”

He shook his head furiously. “Not one,” looking away, he swallowed down his shame. “I never loved any of them,” he wasn’t sure if that made it better or worse, somehow.

Touching his face lightly, Alice tilted her head. “Does it make me terrible that hearing that makes me feel better?”

Turning his head, he kissed her fingertips. “I don’t think so.”

“Hm. That’s not a fair assessment, though. You’re biased.”

He chuckled, gathering her in closer, eyes sweeping over her body. “Damn right, I am.”

Giggling, she wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Do you really mean it when you say that we’re okay?”

“Yeah, I do. I know you love me. You just had a little bit of a hoe phase for a few years before we got together. That’s all,” she smirked at the tiny sound of indignation he made.

“I think I’d prefer to refer to it as my Casanova years.”

Alice cackled. “What, you don’t like ‘hoe phase?’ I think it’s quite fitting,” she kissed his cheek fondly. “My adorable little hoe.”

“I take it all back. You’re horrible and I hate you.”

She laughed again, kissing his forehead and snuggling closer. He was busy nuzzling at her shoulder when he felt her shiver a little, tugging her shawl tighter around her and he was out of his suit jacket before she could even blink, wrapping it around her shoulders.

“Thanks,” despite the jacket she still snuggled into his side. He just hummed, stroking her face, enjoying having her so close.

“I’m going to make it up to you.”

Her brows rose. “You don’t have to–”

“I want to,” he insisted, slanting his mouth over hers, kissing languidly before pulling back. She was so beautiful. Warm and soft where she was pressed up against him. “Starting right now.”

Her eyes widened as he dipped his head to begin placing open mouthed kisses along her skin. “W-what do you mean?”

“I mean, that there are at least five bedrooms on this boat. One’s got Mr. Traeger staying in it. The rest are free.”

Her eyes grew round as dinner plates. “We can’t do that!” but when she cast him a tentative look, he knew that he had her. “...Can we?”

“We’re going to be stuck out here for at least a few more hours. We might as well enjoy ourselves,” smirking, he scraped his teeth over the spot that made her shiver, hands spread openly on her ribs. Head tilting back, her fingers tangled in his hair, a pleased sigh falling from her lips. “And I want you to scream my name so loud everyone on this damn boat can hear it.”

He felt more than heard her breath catch, the beginnings of a truly wicked smile blooming across her lips. “Even Veronica?”

“Oh, especially Veronica.”

She laughed, letting him grab her by the hand, practically racing down the steps and inside, shoving open the door leading to where the bedrooms were. The first room he tried was, ah, occupied, but the second was open. Alice’s laughs as they fell in a tangled mess of limbs onto the bed went straight to his heart, warming and filling it with joy. He loved her. He loved her more than anyone or anything in the goddamn world.

And he’d spend every day reminding her of that if he had to.

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