Imagine you and Josh were both on holidays together. It was a super hot summer in (your country) and you had never seen snow before, so he took you to Germany. He booked out a little cottage for a week that was set peacefully in the mountains. Unfortunately no snow had arrived yet and you were a little disappointed. “Don’t worry baby, snow or not, we are gonna have an amazing week, I promise” Josh says as he nuzzles into your neck. He wrapped the soft doona (duvet) over both of you and kissed your hair as you fell asleep. It was early morning when you awoke. Josh wasn’t in bed, but in the bathroom. As it was so toasty warm inside, you only wore a pair of shorts and one of Josh’s t-shirts. You grabbed a glass for your orange juice when you felt two strong, familiar arms wrap around you. “Morning beautiful” he whispers into your ear, you smile back, wondering how he always manages to make sure you felt loved and appreciated. “I checked outside quickly and it’s starting to snow” he giggles. You know he’s up to something but don’t have time to think as he flings you over his shoulder and marches outside. Even with the harsh winter weather, Josh somehow kept you warm. The two of you played and goofed around in the snow for a bit until you were both sure frostbite was about to set in. But Josh being the amazing boyfriend he is, had run a steaming hot spa earlier, so you both jumped in. You lay on top of him, fingers intertwined and between his legs. “Thank you soo much for being so caring and loving” you say, leaning back and kissing his cheek. “My pleasure hun, I just hope you can repay me” he winks, earning a smirk and playful slap from you.
Imagine you and Josh have been best friends since you were really little. Your relationship was nothing more, apart from one time when you were both ten, when he kissed you. Of course, being a young, naive ten year old, you brushed it off and thought of it as nothing else. “Eww, I don’t want your cooties Josh” you giggled and ran away. Except that day, you didn’t see the pain and sadness in his eyes.
Many years later you were still great friends. Except when you broke up with boyfriends. He would always get mad and angry for them hurting you, because he knew he could do much, much better. “Why do you fall for the idiots? The scumbags who treat you like a doll and not a beautiful, amazing girl you ar-” he stops… “Did I just say that… Out loud?” he questions nervously. “Ummm, yeah” you say back, confused. “Well who should I date then” you question him. “Someone who cares for you and loves every single thing, even your flaws… Some one like me. I’ve loved you since our kiss when we were ten. But even then you didn’t like me, so it can’t have changed now” he pouts. You sit in silence, carefully thinking if what you were about to do next was right or not.
You place a hand on his chin, pulling him towards you and your lips mesh together. They move in sync, feeling Josh smile into the passionate, warm, tingly kiss.
Imagine you’ve just come out of major surgery. The doctors weren’t sure whether you would make it so before hand, you had said your goodbyes to family, friends and your boyfriend Josh. He assured you he would ‘see you soon’ but you could see the fear on his face. Your eyes slowly opened and you groaned in pain. “Oh my god, (y/n), you’re awake” you hear him cry. Once you can see him, he smiles at you and kisses your forehead. “I was so scared I was gonna loose you. Without you I would have lost a piece of me and the one girl I care for the most” he explains. “I wasn’t gonna leave you… I have to look after you and keep you from trouble, too much work to leave” you giggle quietly. He pulls his chair up to your hospital bed and rests one of your hands on his cheek. It’s warm and familiar, making you feel better instantly. “I love you Josh. Thanks for being here” you whisper. “No problem beautiful” he replies, kissing your hand.
Imagine you joke to Josh one day that he isn’t sweet enough to you. Of course he takes it seriously and runs to the kitchen. “(y/n) go upstairs and relax. Close your eyes, I have an idea” he yells. You do as he says and make yourself comfy on your bed, eyes shut. He thumps into the room and you hear him undo what sounds like a jar lid. The bed flops a little as he climbs on too. “Ok babe, open your eyes” he giggles. You quickly see him fling his shirt onto the floor, a jar of Peanut Butter and a spoon in the other hand. “Well you said I wasn’t sweet enough to you, so I thought you could put this on me and then I could be as sweet as you wanted” he smirks. You thoroughly enjoyed Josh’s abs and the sweetness you licked off them.
Imagine it was the holidays and your boyfriend Josh had decided to take you overseas. He takes you to Paris for two weeks. You were a little worried to travel with him as he was never that good with planning but you were reassured by him that “Everything will be fine (y/n). As long as you’re with me we’ll have a great time ok?”. The flight was long and boring as Josh slept most of the way but you immediately got excited once you saw the hotel you were staying at. “Josh… How the hell did you afford this. It’s a friggin’ palace!” you gasp, almost speechless at the old school-style, rustic Parisian room you were standing in. “Well nothings too good for my sweetheart” he whispers into your ear. A chill spirals down your cheek. “So once we’ve unpacked, I was thinking of getting some dinner?” you suggest, leaving his embrace but not for too long. His left arms extends out to turn you around and his right snakes its way around to the small of your back. “We can have a late dinner, why don’t we enjoy our room first?” he smirks down at you, as you take in the smell of his familiar cologne. “What part of our room were you thinking of enjoying?” you question, knowing damn well what he meant, but wanting to tease him. “I was thinking the kitchen area, then perhaps the lounge and maybe finish with the bed?” he smiles as he licks his lips and leans in. His grip on you becomes tighter as he deepens the kiss and you can tell that he was smiling into the kiss. This holiday was going to be beautiful, amazing and extremely enjoyable.
Josh has been your boyfriend for five, nearly six months now. You have started to notice Josh has been getting a bit more ‘touchy-feely’ lately. But because of your ex-boyfriend, you’re too worried to move forward. When you were together, he would always force you into situations in which you felt quite uncomfortable in. He made you do things you thought you wouldn’t do at this age, he dominated you.
You were sitting one evening on your couch/sofa with Josh watching a movie. Everything was fine until he rested his hand on your thigh and began tracing shapes. You wriggle over so his hands fall onto the fabric. “Babe you ok? You seem uncomfortable” he questions, a genuine worried look on his face. “Yep… I’m fine” you mutter, hoping he doesn’t see your uncomfortable facial expression. “I know when my baby is fine and not fine, come on you can tell me anything, that’s what I’m here for” he says, looking you straight in the eyes and taking your soft hands in his.
“You know my ex boyfriend. Well when we were together he… he… he made me do things that I wasn’t comfortable with” you whimper. His face changes from sadness to utter anger. “(y/n), why didn’t you tell me earlier, I would’ve understood and taken things a bit slower” Josh replies, bringing yours hands to his warm, moist lips. “I’ll forever love you. I’m always gonna be here for you and listen to whatever you say. You aren’t just a star to me, you’re my whole damn sky”.
Imagine you had a suspicion. You and Josh had been friends for many years now and always thought of him as a brother, but lately you were beginning to see him in a different light, the more attractive light… But you had noticed that he was acting weirdly when he was with you. Maybe… Just maybe he liked you too? But you shut that thought out of your mind. Later that day, you had an argument with him about how you chase after all the wrong guys. “The problem with you (y/n), is that you ignore the person who deeply loves you. And it hurts them to know that one day you may realise that you’ve lost the moon, whilst you were chasing the stars” he explains. “What the heck are you on about Josh!?” you shout back. “I’m your moon (y/n)! It hurts me when you chase after all the wrong guys. I really, really do like you and I’m sorry if I’ve been acting weird lately, but I can’t help but feel jealous” he explains. You slowly walk forwards, both your hands reach for his face and you pull him in for a passionate kiss. When you pull away, you look up at him under your long eyelashes and say “Why don’t you just explain things like they are, instead of making it complicated?” you giggle.
Imagine you are over at the Hutcherson house. Conner had called you over because “he’s been acting weirdly and as Josh’s friend you should come over”. You had noticed his sudden mood changes as well and wanted to sort it out before things got worse. You drove over one day after work when they were about to have dinner. “Josh is in his room love, he’s been acting different lately and none of us have been able to get anything out of him, good luck” Michelle says as she tosses the salad. The door was closed and you could hear him talking. You pressed your ear gently against the door. “Now I know I hardly ever talk to you… Or even pray, but I don’t ask for much but maybe you could do me just one favor” he continued ” There’s this girl I really like, (y/n) and whenever we hang out, she makes me feel like the happiest guy on this Earth. Please, try and get her to somehow know I like her… Amen” he finishes. You move your ear away and the door creaks open. “Josh” you whisper to him and he gets up. “Oh, hi. Did you umm hear any of that?” he asks shyly looking down at his shoes. “I did and I don’t know why you didn’t say anything earlier” you reply. “Wait… What do you mean?” he questions you. “What I mean is, is that if you had of told me that earlier, we could have been together by now” you explain, carefully lifting his chin so you can see his eyes. They look into yours before they scan down to your lips. Josh licks his subconsciously and leans in, his warm breath fanning over your face.
Imagine you are baking cupcakes for your birthday. Josh wanted to bake them instead of you, but you insisted that you did as he would have most likely burnt your house down. “I’ll be the baker, you can be the decorator ok” you giggle as you stir the (favourite cupcake flavour) mixture. “That sounds like a deal Chef (y/n)” he chuckles and walks out the door. “Where you going?” you shout. “Don’t you worry your little head my dear” he says in a bad accent and shuts the door. For the rest of the day you stir and mix and bake all the cupcakes. Your family, his family and your friends were all invited so you had to make heaps and heaps of them. Josh arrived home a few hours later, ready to ice and decorate them. “Just don’t draw anything stupid on them ok, because I know you and your mind” you warn him, playfully poking his toned arm. “Like I said earlier today, don’t you worry your little head” he smirks. You know something is up but you shake it off and decide to go paint your nails.
It was the next day which was your birthday and everyone was enjoying you and Josh’s cupcakes. “They’re amazing have you tried one!” your friend mutters with a mouth full of food. “Well there was enough for at least two per person but we must have miss counted. So no I haven’t tried one but from the mess on your face I can tell they must be good” you giggle to her as she swallows the last bite. “Well I saw Josh in the kitchen with one, go and steal his” she suggests. You thank him once more for your present and make your way back inside to the kitchen. On the marble top counter, is a cupcake with (your favourite colour) icing and something sparkly. “Ahh shit, (y/n) you were meant to stay outside” Josh sighs. “But seeing as you’re here, I’ll do it now”. “Do what now?” you question him, confused. “Now I know we are still so young and have forever to think about marriage, so I wanted to give you this promise ring” he explains sweetly and hands you the cupcake. Nestled in the icing was a beautiful ring with a delicate love heart. Engraved on it was ‘Josh <3 (y/n)’. You look back up in awe at him. “This is a promise ring. It means that until we are old enough and ready to get married, we will forever stay together and love and care for each other. I love you” he says as he takes the ring out and places it on your finger. “And I love you too, Josh” you say back, as you lean in and kiss him.
Imagine it’s you and Josh’s 6 month anniversary. The two of you had been very lovey-dovey the last two months, cuddling and kissing, but you wondered which one of you would be the first one to say “I Love You”. Josh was going to pick you up at about 11am so you got up and went to go change. It was a warmish day so you picked out your favourite pair of shorts and flowy top and just applied some simple make up. That was the thing when you were with Josh, he didn’t care what you look like, as long as you were comfortable, then he was happy. A knock at the door signaled he was here. “Hey gorgeous, you ready for an amazing day?” he asks sweetly as he takes your hand in his and walks you to his car. “Where are we going?” you ask, notrecognising the area you were in. Paddocks stretched out for kilometres and the odd tree decorated the landscape. You turned onto a dirt path and you looked up to see a hot air balloon. “I really want to see the sunset from a different perspective, so I booked this” he says. “But babe its hours until sunset” you giggle. You soon enough found that the hours went by so quickly. Even though you were just laying down in each others arms, talking, eating and looking at the clouds, you enjoyed each others company. The guide arrived and he set up the balloon and you stepped on. “(y/n), smile” Josh says, “I need to get my perfect sunset photo with my perfect girl” he winks, pulling you into his chest. You look up into his eyes and he holds the camera out, facing the two of you. Josh begins to lean down, and his warm lips mould onto yours. Your eyes are closed but you could still see for a second, a faint flash of light. That night at Josh’s house, he calls you up to his room. There he is, standing in the middle, holding up the photo he took. The sunset perfectly outlined the image of you and him kissing, and written neatly on the white border, were the three words you were waiting to hear. “I Love You”.
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