Warnings: None

Word Count: 2214

Author's Note: I hope you guys are all enjoying Trench! I've been listening to it nonstop since it released. Anyway, enjoy today's post! 💕

"Good morning," you called cheerily as you walked into the studio.

"Morning," your producer smiled at you.

"I brought drinks for everyone," you said, setting the drink carrier down on the table in front of you. The small crew descended upon it and grabbed their respective drinks, thanking you as they did so.

"Alright," your producer said, clearing his throat. "What song are we working on today?"

"Well, I actually had something to talk to you about," you smiled sweetly, knowing that he wouldn't like where this was going.

He sighed, "Hit me with it."

"I was listening to Twenty One Pilots last night, and I was absolutely blown away by Josh Dun's talent. I want to try and get him to do drums on one of my singles."

"Y/N, are you crazy? Your career is just starting and you're extremely lucky that your last EP blew up the way it did. Are you really trying to collaborate with half of one of the biggest bands on the music scene?"

"Please? It's worth a shot," you said.

Your producer shook his head, "I will try, but I'm not promising anything."

"Thank you so much," you said, pulling him into a hug.

"Yeah, yeah. You're lucky that I want to see you succeed. Now get in there, we have vocals to record."

It had been a few weeks since you had talked to your producer about getting Josh Dun to drum for your next single. He had been silent on the subject, not even confirming whether or not he was able to contact his agent. You assumed that it had been a lost cause and he just didn't want to let you down, but a small part of you was holding out hope.

You grabbed the drink carrier from your passenger seat and headed inside the studio. Your mind was so focused on running over lyrics and melodies that you almost didn't notice the man standing just inside. You stopped dead in your tracks, looking up at the tall figure.

"Hey, you must be Y/N," he smiled.

You looked between him and your producer, as if to confirm that he was actually there and going to presumably help with your song.

"Josh Dun," you smiled. "Sorry I don't have any coffee for you, I didn't realize you would be here."

"No worries, I have my own," he said, holding up his own drink.

You smiled and tried to ignore the nerves. Sure, you had been the one who asked to work with him, but he was still so talented that you didn't know how you would compare. Not to mention that he was much more attractive in person.

"In other news," your producer smiled. "The first location for the music video didn't work out, but it sounds like we were able to secure the second one."

You nodded, "Ok, that's fine."

"And in addition to that, Josh here said he would be happy to be in the music video."

You spun around to face Josh, who you had otherwise been avoiding eye contact with since your first introduction, "You would really do that?"

He smiled, "Of course. I really like your music, and your last music video was amazing."

You stifled a nervous giggle and instead put on a confident smile, "Thank you so much."

"Alright, enough chatting. Let's get some music going."

You nodded and followed Josh into the recording booth. His drums were already set up, and he looked so natural as he sat down behind them.

"Do you mind if I take a second to warm up?" he asked.

"Not at all, I need to do the same."

"Sweet."

You attempted to focus on your vocal warm ups as Josh drummed away beside you. Being with someone else in the studio was a weird experience, you were so used to just you and a couple crew members.

After about ten minutes of you and Josh making an ungodly amount of noise, his drumming finally calmed down and you felt ready to hit all your notes.

"Ready?" Josh asked.

"As ready as I'll ever be," you smiled.

"Then let's do this."

Being in the studio with Josh ended up being the most fun that you had had in awhile. Rather than feeling embarrassed every time your voice cracked or did something weird, Josh would laugh along with you. The same went for every time that he did something weird with his drums.

Josh stood up and wiped some sweat away from his forehead, "I'd call that a successful day."

"Yeah, that went really well," you smiled.

Josh followed you back out to where your producer was waiting, a large smile on his face.

"That was amazing, you two! Josh, you should join the band full time," he laughed.

"I don't think Tyler would be very happy with me if I left him."

"Fair enough," he said. "Well, I think we just need a couple more days in the studio and then next week we can start the music video."

"Perfect," you smiled.

"And we got it!" the producer smiled from the other side of the glass.

"We did?" you asked.

"Yep. I think that's going to be the one."

You jumped up and down to show your excitement. Next to you, Josh was standing up from his drumset. In your happy state, you took off your headphones and pulled him into a hug. He hugged you back just as tightly, rocking you gently from side to side.

"I can't tell you thankful I am that you were willing to work on this song with me."

"It was my pleasure. Your music is amazing, Y/N."

"Says the super successful musician," you scoffed, lightly shoving his shoulder.

"Hey, what do you say we go out to lunch to celebrate?"

"I would love that," you smiled. "Let me just talk to the guys real quick and then we can head out."

"Alright, I'll meet you outside."

Sure enough, Josh was leaned against his car when you finally made your way out of the building. You tried your best to keep your smile looking normal, rather than the huge grin that you would normally be wearing on your face in a situation like this.

"Where to?" Josh asked, giving the keys around his finger a spin.

"Wherever," you shrugged.

"You know the restaurant on third street?"

"I love that one," you smiled.

"Meet you there," Josh smirked before walking around the side of the car.

You suppressed a squeal before walking off to your own car. It was hard to believe that you and Josh were actually getting lunch together to celebrate, you had thought that even a musical collaboration was a long shot.

Josh pulled up along the curb right before you did, leaving just enough space for you to pull in your car behind him. You parked, took a deep breath, and joined him on the sidewalk.

"Good to see you made it ok," he smiled.

"You say that like you expected me to get lost."

"Your producer might have mentioned a time that it took you an extra hour to get to a music video set because you took one wrong turn."

"It was one time!" you defended yourself. "And did he really tell you about that?"

"He did and it was fantastic," he remarked as he held the door open for you.

"Thanks. And I can't believe him. It had been a rough morning, in my defense."

You and Josh walked up to the counter, ordered, and then promptly found a place to sit down. It was a table by the window, allowing you to direct your gaze to the occasional pedestrian rather than staring at Josh the entire time.

"So are you ready for the start of the music video next week?" Josh asked.

"As ready as I'll ever be. What about you?" you answered, turning to look at him.

"Yeah, I think it's going to end up amazing."

"Let's hope you're right."

"Y/N, I saw your last music video. The ideas that you and your team come with are amazing. There's no doubt in my mind that this one is going to be just as good."

"You really think so?"

"Yeah, you're super talented. I admire you for it," he smiled.

You reached up and pretended to scratch your cheek in a meek attempt to hide the fact that you were blushing. His words probably meant nothing, but they still caused butterflies in your stomach.

"You're one to be talking."

Josh smiled and gave a slight shrug of his shoulders, "I guess."

"Don't kid yourself."

"Sorry, it's still hard to believe," he said.

"I know the feeling."

As much as you wanted to stay and talk to Josh long past the time that you two had finished lunch, you had choreography rehearsals to get to that evening. You and Josh said your goodbyes and you got back in your car. It was hard not to smile like an idiot after the day that you had.

It was the last day of the music video shoot. You and Josh had been working hard for weeks, making sure that every shot was perfect. It was nice to have someone on set who had done a lot of music videos before, aside from the crew that is.

The two of you had grown even closer because of it. You were regularly joking around on set and causing minor inconveniences for the other. On your off days, you would usually go out and get lunch together and talk about how the video was going.

"Places!" the director called.

One of the makeup artists ran over to where you were standing and did a few touch-ups on your face. You were trying your best not to sweat it all off, but the choreography that they had made for you was a bit more intense than you were used to.

You looked to Josh right as they were about to start rolling. He flashed you a quick wink, causing you to smile.

The takes went relatively smoothly, although every time that you got within a few feet of Josh there was an undeniable energy between the two of you. It became hard to focus, often causing you to forget little bits of choreography or missing the mark by mere fractions of a second. With your director being the stickler that he was, this meant doing it over and over again until it was perfect.

"Let's try that one more time!"

"Sorry," you called, giving a small wave.

"No worries. Just get to the mark a little earlier."

You nodded to show that you had heard him. One of the makeup artists came up and powdered part of your face. You closed your eyes while he did so and ran through the choreography. All you had to do was focus on that instead of Josh and you would be fine.

"Ok. Rolling in three, two..."

The music began to play and you ran through the choreography. It was going well, easily the best take yet. You were close to the end. Out of the corner of your eye you saw Josh stand up from his drum set so that he could take his own place, a part of the video that had only happened a few other times today due to your mess ups.

You took your place across from Josh and finished the last bit of the choreography, which meant getting very close to him. The music began to wind down, signaling the end of the song and, therefore, the video. It was difficult to hide your smile from the excitement of finally getting it right, but you refrained. Even a tiny mistake like smiling could ruin the take in the eyes of your director.

You and Josh stood a few inches apart, your chests heaving from the choreography and drumming. The two of you stood still, waiting for the director to call cut. Or maybe he had already called cut, you were too busy trying to ignore the obvious energy between the two of you.

"Can I kiss you?" Josh whispered, just loud enough for you to hear but not loud enough for the crew to.

"For the video or for real?"

"Who says it can't be both?"

"Then yes."

Josh placed a hand on your cheek and pulled you towards him so that your lips met. The director let out a loud hoot and the rest of the crew soon joined in with applause. You smiled against Josh's lips and you felt him do the same.

"And that's a wrap!" the director called. So maybe you hadn't missed it after all.

"How long have you waited to do that?" you asked.

"Remember the first day when I accidentally threw a drumstick across the room?"

"How could I forget?"

"My palms were sweaty because you were so gorgeous that it made me nervous."

"We got it!" the director called happily. "The music video is done."

You turned to face the crew, who were all clapping one another on the back and celebrating. Josh pulled you into a hug.

"Congratulations, Y/N," he gave you another quick kiss.

"It's all thanks to you."