Wrong Person! (Josh Dun x reader)

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Date: May 18th, 2017

Time: 4:37 am.

3rd Person POV

It had been another sleepless night for you, knowing you had to be awake for your gruesome job in twenty minutes. It was not torturous to stay awake. It was actually quite pleasant, as you were having a pretty intimate conversation with your boyfriend, John. This was not a rare occurrence, having... well, phone sex, to put it blatantly. Photos clad in little to no clothing were a normality in the bond of your relationship. You had really put yourself out on the line with him, and it was exhilarating. 

Being with John was a whirlwind of emotions, catalyzing the beat of your heart. He brought back repressed feelings, such as: excitement and love. Nevertheless, John gave you emotions you had never felt before. Lust and desire, for example. One feeling never left, though. You could even say that the risque photos exchanged made it worse. Insecurity. The damned emotion that could bring everything to a screeching halt. The way you felt about your body lessened all aforementioned feelings.

You finally brought your still sleep-ridden eyes to look at your clock.

Time: 5:06 am

You sighed at the thought of fifty four minutes to get ready and get to work. 

With an inward groan, you got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. You opened your makeup bag, dumping out the contents onto the sink counter before you. You gasped slightly at the sight of your sleep deprived face. Thoughts of confusion rattled your already shaken brain. You could never understand what John saw in you. He would never tell you whether his attraction to you was purely sexual or if dregs of romance lay there. That was for another time, though. For now, all you could do was prepare yourself for the tiresome day ahead of you.

Time: 6:17 am

You bustled into your job, hoping not to be seen. You were tired and groggy; the last thing needed was to be yelled at and possibly written up. Your boss didn't say anything, only rolled his eyes and pointed you to the back room. You clocked in and started stocking the shelves of the clothing store you were employed at.

Time: 2:28

You ran inside your small house and squealed when you saw your bed. Hoping to get some sleep, you changed into more comfortable attire and crawled under your teal and white comforter. When you put your dead phone on charge and it turned on, you noticed multiple snapchats from John and seven snapchat videos from Josh. John's were the usual, asking for nudes. You then opened Josh's videos, smiling at the clips of his own concert he sent you. 

You sighed and flipped to the camera, getting up and running to your attached bathroom. You quickly stripped your clothing off, just wanting to get the nudes out of the way so you could sleep. You took a quick picture of your whole body, being sure to cover your face. You quickly sent the picture to the latest "J" on your snapchat. You got clothed and clambered back into your bed. You then checked your snapchat...Josh opened your snapchat?  You didn't think you sent him anything. After that, you checked to see if John opened the requested inappropriate photo. Nothing had sent to him. You. Sent. Josh. Nudes. That's where this lovely little tale began.