Summary: Itâs the last day at the cabin. Y/n starts to warm up to Josh, but Danny is still wary.
Warnings: Some swearing and mentions of alcohol use
A comforting smell filled Y/nâs senses as she gained consciousness. She had not yet opened her eyes, but she was warm and the air around her smelled like pine, mahogany, and a hint of vanilla. Sweet and sultry, the pleasant scent urged her to drift off to sleep again. Y/n nearly jumped out of her skin when she woke up. She was cuddling with the boy who had been pursuing her for longer than she found amusing. Joshâs hand was wrapped tightly around her waist as he spooned her. Y/n couldnât see his face, but she could feel his shallow breaths on her neck, his hair softly tickling her skin. Y/n wouldâve sworn to detesting Josh just yesterday, so she was understandably confused when she didnât abhor those same feelings in her waking moments. Something tempted her to return to rest, and maybe even snuggle closer to him, the cool morning air gracing the exposed skin of her neck and collarbone. As Y/nâs eyelids fluttered, she recalled the events of the prior night. Drunk as hell, throwing up, wearing Joshâs comfy-ass shirt, and crawling into bed. She could feel her head pounding from her raging hangover, the blood throbbing through her veins.
This caused Y/n to feel a minor pang of guilt. She had been so cold toward Josh when he was truly a good-hearted person. Although Y/nâs reasons for resisting Josh were completely comprehensible, she couldnât help but want to let her true feelings come forward. What were her true feelings? Y/n couldnât quite answer this question herself. She found that her heart fluttered around Josh; he made her want to smile. His charm had penetrated her soul and made it to her heart. Joshâs voice seemed to lace her mind like drugs, and she wanted to throw herself at him helplessly, but she heeded the warnings and tales of others. Y/n had heard many a tale of Josh using his suave to bed a girl, just to leave her. Y/n had had one night stands before, but she feared if she let Josh touch her she would fall maddeningly in love with him, only to watch him depart without a fleeting thought of her. Still, she felt inclined to do something charitable for Josh after he helped her through her drunken stupor.Â
Y/n tried to wriggle out of Joshâs grasp to no avail. A silent ânoâ fell from his lips as he sleepily pulled her closer, nuzzling his head back into the crook of her neck, his lips caressing her skin as he gave a soft kiss to her shoulder. After Josh seemed to settle back down, Y/n gently removed his hand from her waist, her feet hitting the cool laminate floor without a sound. She looked over her shoulder to make sure Josh hadnât stirred yet, satisfied that he was still sleeping.
The coffee machine spit and gurgled as the bitter liquid dripped into the pot. The rich smell filled the air of the cabin, combating the smell of stale alcohol and leftover excitement. Y/n poured the coffee into two mugs, bringing them back into the room. Josh sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing his face drowsily. He perked his head up as Y/n stepped into the room, his eyes brightening. She let a stray strand of hair drape over the side of her face, suddenly timid around Josh.
âI made you some coffee.â Y/n said, her tone slightly hushed as she didnât want to be too loud.
âThank you, lil mama.â Joshâs voice was raspy and heavy with slumber.Â
âMhmm.â Y/n hummed her response, unsure if she could speak without stuttering.Â
âHowâs your head feeling? You drank a lot last night.â Josh checked on her.
âItâs doing okay now. I took a couple of advils this morning.â Y/n responded, messing with her hair in the mirror, looking at Josh in the reflection.
âThatâs good. I- uh, I think that the rest of the group wants to go down to the shore tonight to have a bonfire. Are you coming?âÂ
âYeah, I probably will. I didnât know any of you could build a bonfire.â Y/n spoke.
âI think Iâm the only one who can. Maybe Sammy can too, but Iâm not sure.â Josh told Y/n.
âThey trust you to build a bonfire?â Y/n turned around, her expression equally shocked and amused.Â
âYeah. Why?â Josh stood up, trying his hardest to fight the smirk rising to his face.Â
âOh, no reason. No reason at all.â Y/n made it obvious she was lying.
âNo, tell me. What is it?â Josh took a few steps toward her, smiling and raising his eyebrows expectantly.
âI just donât know how much I trust you around fire.â Y/n stated.
âIâm very trustworthy around fire!â Josh exclaimed.
âYouâre gonna burn the house down.â Y/n argued back, suppressing her laughter.
âNo I wonât!â Josh started laughing with her.
âYes you will! Youâre gonna be dancing around with a lighter and accidentally set the house ablaze.â Y/n fought to get the words out, laughter overcoming her as she and Josh gripped each others forearms. Â
âI would just put the fire out!âÂ
âWith love!â Josh asserted.
âThatâs the stupidest thing Iâve ever heard. Now go drink your coffee before it gets cold. I slaved in the kitchen to make that for you.â Y/n headed to the restroom to get ready for the day.
âOh, Iâm sure you did.â Joshâs sarcasm was prominent.
âIs that sass I detect in your tone?â Y/n stopped dead in her tracks, turning around quickly and dropping her jaw.
âOh, no, mamas. I would never talk back to you.â Josh added with even more sarcasm.
âI am shocked. I am in complete and utter disbelief, and I will never talk to you again.â Y/n slammed the bathroom door behind her, feigning offense.Â
âI didnât mean it, darling.â Josh pleaded playfully.
âI donât believe you.â Y/n responded from inside the bathroom.
âYou should!â He called to her.
âNo, I donât think I should.âÂ
âI promise I didnât.â Josh smiled.Â
âYouâll have to prove it to me.â Y/n grinned from the other side of the door, finishing up her morning routine.
âWhat do you want me to do? Get on my knees.âÂ
âThat sounds good.â Y/nâs words echoed through the small room.
Y/n opened the door to find Josh sitting outside of it on his knees, looking up at her. As she stepped closer to him, she smiled. His head came up to her lower stomach, but no higher. He leaned toward her slightly, but didnât seem to notice his own movements.Â
âGood boy.â Y/n affirmed him as she tenderly pressed his head against her stomach, making him let out a soft hum, her hands in his soft chestnut curls.
âYou forgive me now, little mama?â Josh glanced up with huge brown puppy dog eyes.
âI suppose.â Y/n departed from him, Josh watching her longingly as she climbed the ladder to sit in her bunk bed.Â
âYou hungry, sunshine?â Josh strolled over and put his hands on Y/nâs ankles, stopping them from swinging back and forth, getting her attention.Â
âYeah, kinda.â She peered over at him from her phone.
âDo you want me to make us breakfast?âÂ
âThat would be really nice.â Y/nâs stomach felt tense with hunger.
âOkay, but you have to help me make it.â Josh gave her a loving smile.Â
âJump.â Josh commanded.
âJump. Iâll catch you.â Josh grinned gleefully, extending his arms.
âAre you sure? You might drop-â Y/n hesitated.
âJust jump.â Josh scoffed lightheartedly.
With a small huff and a second of hesitation, Y/n dropped herself from the top bunk down to the floor, being caught by Joshâs toned arms. They smiled at each other as they headed into the kitchen to make some breakfast.Â
âHave you ever had banana pancakes, darling?â Josh asked as the pair reached the kitchen.
âNot that Iâm aware of.â Y/n spoke.
âWould you like to try them?â Josh asked.
âThen thatâs what weâll make; although, it doesnât look like we have the ingredients.â Josh rummaged through the cabinets and pantry, unsuccessful at finding much of anything.
âGrocery store run?â Y/n suggested.
âYes!â Josh remarked, excitedly grabbing his keys off the counter.
Y/n and Josh scrambled out of the door and toward his truck, Y/n stopping abruptly to look at the rosy mist rising from the mountains, birds chirping delightedly as they flew. Y/n admired the wonders of nature, forever fascinated by its innate rhythm and enchanting aura.
âYou alright, Y/n?â Josh had noticed that she was not behind him anymore.
âYeah, just⊠admiring.â Y/n answered absentmindedly.Â
âReminiscing, too, it seems like.â Josh observed.
âYeah. When I was little my dad would take me to the mountains in the fall. We would always watch the sunrise together. Every morning we would sit on the porch of wherever we were staying and watch the colors change in the sky, and he would tell me about all the mischief he got up to when he was my age.â Y/n subconsciously smiled at the memory.Â
âHe sounds like amazing, darling.âÂ
âYeah. I wish we had gone more.â Y/nâs voice became more disheartened.
âWhy didnât you?â Josh looked at her.
âHe didnât ever have the time. After mom died he had to start working more and he got more closed off and⊠I donât knowâŠâ Y/n wrapped her arms around herself and stared at the ground.
âIâll take you to the mountains anytime you want, sunshine.â Josh put his arm around her benevolently, vaguely astounded when she didnât pull away.
âReally?â Y/n looked into his eyes with a smile.
âOf course. Now letâs go to the store and get some food.â Josh unlocked the truck.
Josh opened the passengerâs seat and held out his hand to assist Y/n into the car, which she took gladly.On the way to the store, they jammed out to music. They found that they had the same music taste and that both Josh and Y/nâs favorite band was Eagles. Their giggles sounded throughout the grocery store, Josh and Y/n joking and making each other laugh. Josh knocked over a magazine stand by accident, resulting in them almost getting escorted out of the store. After they got all the stuff they needed, they headed back to the cabin.
âOkay, pass me the bananas and flour.â Josh said once back in the kitchen. âNow put Ÿ cups of oil in the bowl. Good. Do you know how to crack an egg?âÂ
âI used to, but I havenât used eggs in a while.â Y/n admitted.
âCome here, Iâll show you.â Josh spoke.
Josh stood behind Y/n as she grabbed an egg. He put his hands over hers and showed her how to crack it. He hit it against the side of the bowl and separated the two sides of the shell, letting the egg plop into the mixture below.Â
âGood morning, you two.â Sam leaned against the door frame to the kitchen with an all-knowing smirk, startling Josh and Y/n.Â
âMorning, Sammy.â Y/n greeted him.
âGood morning, brother.â Josh spoke in a silly proper British accent.
âBanana pancakes?â Sammy questioned, glancing at the mixture.
âYep.â Y/n gave a small smile.
âOkay, well you kids have fun. Iâm going back to bed.â Sammy put his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants and sauntering back down the hallway.
âIâll heat the griddle up if you whisk that together.â Josh got out the griddle and started preparing it.Â
âSounds good, Joshy.âÂ
âAh ah ah.â Josh corrected Y/n. âItâs Chef Kiszka now, darling.âÂ
âOh, my apologies, Chef Kiszka.â Y/n sassed him.
âI suppose I can excuse it.â Josh replied snootily.
As Y/n whisked and Josh continued prepping the griddle, he began to sing. He had come up with the tune right before Y/n had stumbled in drunk last night.
The sun shines brighter from above
And youâre the woman that I love
Climb the mountain even higher
To kiss the sun, fight the fire
Take me with you when you go
To be with you is all I know
âI like that one. When did you come up with it?â Y/n asked in response to his singingÂ
âI came up with it last night.â Josh informed her.
âHow do you do it? How do you come up with so many lyrics?â Y/n pondered.
âInspiration just seems to strike sometimes.â Josh said after a quick thought and a yearning glance in her direction.
They began to put the pancakes on the griddle, the batter turning golden brown and smelling delicious. They poured another batch, putting a first one on a plate to save for the others whenever they decided to wake up.
âWatch this.â Josh said, about to flip a pancake with a spatula.
âThis is a bad idea, Chef Kiszka.â Y/n warned.
âThis is a great idea!â Joshâs energy increased, his eyes getting wider and glittering like they always did when he was up to no good.
âJoshy, no.â Y/n was telling him not to do it, but she wanted to see what would happen, so she made no real effort to stop him.
âJoshy, yes!â He declared as he flipped the pancake into the air.
Y/n knew this would end badly, and it did. The pancake landed in a bowl of the leftover batter, splashing on Joshâs shirt. The duo burst into laughter at the events that had just transpired. Y/n sunk to the cabinets, her knees weak from laughing so much.
âGo change your shirt, Joshy.â Y/n instructed as she stood up.Â
âYou donât want a hug.â Josh approached her with open arms, backing her into a corner.
âNo! Youâre gonna get pancake batter on me!â Y/n squealed as he got closer.
âThatâs okay. Itâs my shirt anyway.â Josh grinned evilly, pure malice in his eyes.
âYeah, but itâs comfy and I donât feel like changing.â Y/n reasoned with him.
âDo you want it? You can have it?â Josh had stopped closing in on her.
âI donât want to take your stuff, Joshy.âÂ
âItâs not taking if I give it to you. Besides, you look better in it than I do.â Josh commented, making Y/n blush. Â
âYou spoil me, Joshua.â Y/n grinned jovially. âNow go change.âÂ
Josh didnât do as she instructed, but instead opted to simply take off his shirt. Y/n couldnât help but stare at his chest through the side of her vision. Though Y/n didnât think he did, Josh caught her glances toward his bare chest a couple times, making the butterflies in his stomach stir.
âTry it.â Josh held a fork with pancake up to Y/nâs mouth, holding his hand underneath in case it fell.
âThats pretty damn good.â Y/n said jovially after chewing.Â
âI should hope so! Iâm a professional chef!â Josh exclaimed, taking a bit of his pancakes.
âSure you are, pretty boy.â Y/n rolled her eyes, smiling happily.
âI am very pretty, arenât I?â Josh asked blithely.
âYouâre a real comedian. You should go on SNL.â She suggested sarcastically as she took another bite of the banana pancakes.Â
Y/n felt her phone vibrate. She looked at it quickly, more interested in the conversation between her and Josh, him now telling a story about when he was little. It was a message from Sammy. Attachment: 1 Photo. The pixels cleared to reveal a clear picture of her and Josh cooking, his hands over hers as they were cracking the eggs.Â
A second message from Sam read.
Anyways, besties. Yaâll get two chapters in one weekend bc I was inspired today so enjoy.Â
there will probably be 2 or 3 more chapters and then I will start a new series. you guys will be able to vote for who you want the next series to be about.
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