Warnings: Some swearing

Word Count: 1014

You spent the rest of the night meeting various members of Josh's family. Each person you met was just another person you had to mentally catalogue. Based on the people that you had met so far, the Dun family was huge, and this was just a small sampling of them.

People were starting to head out around 10:30, so you and Josh decided to head upstairs for bed. You flopped face first down onto the bed, it was the first chance you had had to sit since you had gone downstairs.

"How do you do it?" you asked Josh, who was busy changing into pajamas.

"Do what?"

"Keep all those people straight! There's just so many."

"They're family, it just kinda happens. It also helps that they were over here almost every other weekend when we were kids."

"I wish my family had been like that. There's so many people, just none of them like to be around one another," you explained as you gathered up your pajamas from your suitcase.

"It was nice. I should take you down to the lake we used to play at tomorrow. It really is a beautiful place."

You grabbed your toiletry bag from your suitcase and headed into the bathroom.

"That would be fun. Alright, I'm gonna change now," you said, shutting the bathroom door behind you.

You opened your bag and pulled out your various facial products. There wasn't much makeup on your face, but it still felt nice to take it all off and properly clean your face. It had been a long day and you were excited to finally have some time to yourself to relax.

You quickly finished changing and brushing your teeth and headed back out into the bedroom. Josh was wandering around in a pair of sweatpants, his shirt nowhere to be found. You, on the other hand, had opted for a t-shirt and shorts.

"You finally done in there?" he laughed, gesturing slightly to the bathroom with his arm.

"Have at it," you smiled.

He walked into the bathroom, followed closely by, "Holy shit!"

"What?" you asked, spinning around.

He poked his head out of the bathroom, "How much stuff did you bring?"

"Wait until I have to do my makeup tomorrow," you laughed.

"Trust me, I've seen your vanity enough times to know."

You rolled your eyes and walked back over to your suitcase. From the bathroom, you could hear the sound of Josh brushing his teeth.

You walked over to the bed and laid down on it, staring up at the ceiling. Everything that had happened in the past few hours seemed surreal. You had come to Ohio, lied directly to his parents' faces about dating Josh, met almost all of his family, and now you were about to sleep in the same bed as him, not that it mattered. A couple years after you had met, the lock on Josh and Tyler's front door had broken and Tyler had refused to stay in their apartment until it was fixed. Quick to call dibs, Tyler got to stretch out on the couch while you and Josh squished into your queen sized bed. Two nights he slept in your bed with you. But this? It all felt like some crazy dream that you were going to wake up from at any moment. Just then, Josh walked back into the bedroom and flipped the bathroom light off.

"Alright, how do you want to do this?" he asked.

"This bed will fit both of us, right?" you looked at him, sitting up.

"But is that what you want?" he asked.

"Well that depends, are you going to put on a shirt? Because if you do, that might be a dealbreaker," you laughed.

He smiled and shook his head, "I can keep my shirt off."

"I honestly don't care," you said. "Whatever you're comfortable in."

He shrugged and walked over to the bed.

"You want to sleep under all the covers?" he asked.

"Does it get cold in here at night?"

"Yeah, my mom likes to conserve heating so she just shuts it off at night and tells us to bundle up," he smiled.

"Alright, all the covers would be best then."

You hopped off the bed so that he could pull the covers down. He tugged on them, causing the pillows to go flying everywhere. This caused you to start laughing.

"Hey," Josh said, grabbing a pillow, "you try doing that perfectly."

"I could probably do it better than you," you smiled.

This caused him to lob a pillow at you.

"Watch it, Dun," you warned, grabbing a pillow, "I think you're forgetting who you're up against."

"Is that a threat?" he asked, grabbing another pillow and raising his eyebrows.

"Maybe it is, maybe it isn't," you smirked.

"You're lucky I'm tired," he said, "otherwise you'd be getting your ass whooped."

"Is that so?" you asked with a hand on your hip.

"I've got an eye on you, Y/L/N."

"Sure you do, Dun."

You tossed your pillow back onto the bed and climbed under the covers. Josh followed soon after and quickly found himself a comfortable position. You, on the other hand, took awhile to get comfortable.

"Do you ever stop moving?" he groaned with a glance over his shoulder.

"Sorry. It takes me awhile to get comfortable in beds that aren't my own."

"Just get some sleep. There's a lot to do tomorrow."

"Yeah, yeah. Goodnight, Josh."

"G'night, Y/N."

You managed to find a comfortable position, although your mind was too busy racing to fall asleep. Something felt different. Being around Josh wasn't the same as it had been for so many years. The relaxed friendship that you had once shared seemed more tense now, like every word you said had to be carefully thought out. Maybe it was just the situation that you had been thrown into, but at the same time, it seemed like something much bigger.

You continued to think about the day's events until you eventually managed to get yourself to sleep.