I‘m about to start writing on a sequel for Until Dawn, because I became a big fan since I played the game (I know i‘m late), so feel free to check it out, I will post the first chapter soon
I know it’s been a long time since Until Dawn first came out, and I’m still obsessed with it, which is why I wrote a fanfiction about it. You can find it here! It’s just the first chapter, but I plan on writing more as soon as I get enough free time. Please, check it out if you get the chance!
Moonless Night
Summary: How can someone lose so much without losing a part of themselves as well? They can't. A year after the deaths of his sisters, Josh might seem fine but he's hurting, Sam is sure of it.
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Note: I'm in a car right now but I feel bad for not posting a fic all week. There will probably be errors in my writing because lol phones, so I apologize in advance. This is gonna be a stupid fluffy Sam X Josh fic. — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — It was another movie night at the Washington's place. Beth and Hannah had fallen asleep at their usual place on the floor. The only ones watching the movie were Sam and Josh, who were currently sharing their usual blanket on the sofa. But they weren't paying that much attention either. At some point during their viewing of Texas Chainsaw Massacre, their fingers fell dangerously close to each other. Neither Sam nor Josh dared to move away. The heat between their hands was much too exciting to even muster a twitch. "I hate this movie," Sam broke the silence. "No," Josh smiled as he moved slightly closer to the blonde. "You hate chainsaws." "I can do both, Joshua. Don't tell me who I am," Sam pouted. He loved it when she did that. Her pouty red lips drove him wild. Not that he would admit it out loud. Their hands were touching at this point. Josh was tempted to just man up and grab her hand. He would hold the SHIT out of her soft and delicate hand. However, his anxiety got the best of him and he chickened out. "Shit," Sam jumped, finally breaking the teasing skin contact they had been sharing. "Scared, Sammy?" Josh gleamed as he placed his hand casually on her thigh in comfort. "Shut up," Sam frowned. "Chainsaws are a perfectly reasonable fear." He didn't move his hand from her thigh. Sam didn't say anything about it. His hand mindlessly started moving back and forth. She was warm and soft. He knew his touch was too intimate right now. Josh internally argued about letting him test the waters this way, but he stopped when he noticed how red Sam's ears were. Did she...? "My hand is on your leg," Josh told her, as if she didn't know. Sam stayed silent for a good few seconds before responding "I know." Josh scooted closer to the point where their thighs and arms were touching. There was no way he could make excuses about his actions when the movie was over, but maybe he didn't want to make excuses anymore. Sam leaned her head against Josh's arm and gracefully put her hand on his knee. Josh swallowed hard. He was glad his sisters were asleep, because his face would automatically give him away right now. Josh kept his face forward and looked over to his cuddle partner. He noticed her returned wandering glance. The look he was giving her was entirely too intoxicating. Did she know how kissable she looked when she was drunk in the moment? Maybe he should just do it. Josh moved his hand from under the blanket to brush some hair behind her hair. He kept it there. This was her last chance to tell him she was joking, for him to stop joshing around, to quit being a schemer. She didn't. He leaned forward and she closed her eyes. In just a few moments, they'd cross the boundary of friendship. Sam would no longer be his unrequited crush. Josh was going to kiss the shit out of his dream woman. "Hmmm," Hannah moaned from the floor. Sam and Josh froze and looked over to the stirring girl. "Did we fall asleep?" "I think so," Beth yawned. Sam and Josh broke their pose. "The movie is almost over." "How about we put another movie on?" Sam suggested. She smiled at Josh and grabbed his hand under the blanket, away from the twin's sight. "Sound good?" "Sounds great."
— Series: Until Dawn
— Pairing: Sam x Josh + Others
— Rating: T (Safe for Work. Fluff.)
— Universe: AU where everyone is alive and the events of the game don’t happen.
— Disclaimer: I do not own this series. Also, if you like this fanfic, follow my blog. I’ll post a fanfic for every 10 followers I get!
— NOTE: This is technically a sequel to Never Have I Ever (As requested by @untildawn-jam-trash I believe), but can be read independently.
“But you promised!” Josh yelled.
“And you,” Sam said as she struggled against Josh’s body weight. “Are very drunk.”
Another Washington party, another game of beer pong, and another one of the gang getting too drunk to function. The gang had a buddy system for when someone got drunk at a party. Hannah and Beth, Matt and Emily, Chris and Ashley, and Jessica and Mike. That left Sam to babysit the teenage drunk tonight.
“That’s not fair,” Josh whined. “You said you would kiss me.”
“I said no such thing,” Sam instantly retorted as she made her way to Josh’s bedroom. He needed to go to sleep before he did something ridiculous like strip down to his underwear and attempt to dance on the kitchen counter. Again.
A few weeks ago, the group was hanging out when they found out Sam was one of the few not to kiss someone else in the group. Josh jokingly offered to fix that particular situation, but Jessica beat him to it. The conversation ended with Sam teasing Josh about a “next time.” Now, here they are.
“I get it,” Josh drunkenly stumbled. “You’re a classy as fuck lady. Let me romance you a bit and then you’ll want to kiss me.”
“Go ahead,” Sam chuckled. Sam would be lying if she said she didn’t find Josh charming. She has known the Washington’s for longer than she could remember. Josh and Sam had casually flirted on and off between girlfriends and boyfriends for years. The timing was just never right, so Sam never acted on her feelings.
Josh rested his head on Sam’s shoulder and looked at her with big puppy dog eyes. Sometimes, their teasing pushed the boundaries of friendship. She felt it when Josh put his arm around her during movie nights or in cases like right now. Sam felt her face going red, but decided she could blame it on the alcohol. She wasn’t sure if long time friends should act this way (or, in her case, feel this way about her best friend’s brother).
“I’ve got one,” Josh murmured.
“Lay it on me,” Sam replied.
“Are you my appendix?” Josh asked. “Because I have a funny feeling in my stomach that makes me feel like I should take you out.”
“Nice,” Sam commented. “But no dice.”
“Okay, okay,” Josh stammered. “I’ve got another one. You’ll love this one.”
“I doubt it,” Sam smiled playfully.
“There are people who say Disneyland is the happiest place on earth,” Josh recited carefully. “But none of them have ever been in your arms.”
“Okay,” Sam laughed. “You’re a little closer with that one.”
“How about this,” Josh leaned in closer to Sam. He glanced at her with a seductive look in his eye. “I was feeling a little off today, but you have definitely turned me on.”
“Has that one ever worked for you?” Sam questioned.
“Once or twice,” Josh admitted cheekily.
“Hmmmm,” Sam pretended to think. “I don’t know. Still not hankering to kiss you.”
"You’re right,” Josh nodded. “Pick up lines are beneath you. Let me movie romance this shit for you.”
“Try me, Mr. Washington,” Sam grinned.
“You have bewitched me body and soul,” Josh quoted Pride and Prejudice.
“One of my favorites,” Sam noted. “Nice attention to detail.”
“You think I wouldn’t remember your favorite movie?” Josh smiled softly and then perked up excitedly. “I’ve got one last one for you ‘You want a moon? I’ll get you a moon. Say the word and I’ll get that fucking moon for you.’”
“Not even close,” Sam laugh, earning a smile from Josh. She knew Josh was usually reserved if he wasn’t around their group due to his social anxiety. Josh was one to hide his true feelings behind his jokes, but his sincerity was alluring. He was too goofy for his own good, but that’s exactly why she fell for him in the first place.
The duo reached Josh’s room. “Alright,” Sam struggled to hold Josh up and open the door at the same time. “We’ve reached our final destination. Time for bed.”
“Will you be joining me?” Josh whispered into her ear. His lips grazed her earlobe, numbing her senses to anything else but his touch.
“You wish,” Sam squinted playfully. She made her way over to his bed and propped him against it. Her next steps involved making Josh’s bed suitable for sleep (aka: removing the piles of clothes) and grabbing some water and medicine for his impending hangover that was almost certain to hit him in the morning. Josh crawled into bed and Sam went to turn off the lights.
“Saammmmmy,” Josh whined, more to the ceiling than to her. “You’re not even fair.”
“Why is that?” Sam asked.
“Cause you’re so fucking beautiful,” Josh moaned. “Do you even realize how god damn gorgeous you are? You drive me fucking crazy.”
“Is this another line?” Sam questioned suspiciously. Josh ignored her and continued.
“I love your eyes,” Josh ranted. “When we’re watching movies, I’ll sometimes sneak a peak and just look at the movie’s reflection in your eyes. Your expression and reactions are everything.”
“Must be a line,” Sam thought to herself. Still, it was a good one.
“And your smile?” Josh continued to whine to no one in particular. “It makes me go absolutely wild. I hate how turned on I get when I see your grin….the way your hair frames your face….”
“He can’t be serious,” Sam blushed to herself without regard.
“It’s stupid how much I like you,” Josh practically sobbed into his pillow. “You’re absolutely amazing.”
Sam stood silent, not exactly comprehending the words she was hearing. Was this a confession, or the ramblings of a drunk man?
Josh rolled over and brushed his hand against her cheek. "I wish I could be so lucky to get the opportunity to kiss someone as wonderful as you.”
“Josh,” she whispered in a hushed breath. He was really unconventionally attractive. The Washington jaw line was most prominent with Josh and it was something that Sam was superficially attracted to. Her fingers traced it as she glanced into his piercing eyes. They were usually full of life and joy, but were almost mesmerizing when he decided to be serious. She found herself growing distracted by the thought of his almost too perfect lips pressing against hers. Sam shook herself and tried to detach herself from her own impulsive desires and feelings. She’s been wanting this for awhile, but not while he was drunk. Not like this. “You need to go to bed,” she told him.
“I don’t want to,” Josh went back to whining.
“We can’t,” Sam tried to reason with herself more than she was with him. “You’re drunk and-”
“Who caaaaaarrreesss,” Josh yelled.
“Josh,” Sam attempted to grab the boy’s attention.
“Nooooooo,” Josh continued to groan.
“JOSHUA WASHINGTON I WILL KISS YOU IN THE MORNING IF YOU JUST FUCKING GO TO BED,” Sam practically screamed at him. Josh perked up.
“Really?” Josh hiccuped.
“Sure,” Sam said. “Take some medicine and go to sleep.”
“Will do, pilgrim,” Josh said. He followed her directions with no argument, took some medicine, and crawled under the sheets.
Sam kissed him on the forehead as he quickly drifted off to sleep. There was no way he would remember any of this in the morning.
“No hangover?” Hannah asked Josh. It was the next morning and the twins, Sam, and Josh were eating breakfast. Despite the amount he had to drink, Josh was the only one who wasn’t nursing a stomach or headache.
“Nope,” Josh shrugged. “Thanks to Nurse Sam, I’m feeling great.”
“I’m glad one of us does,” Sam replied in a hoarse tone.
“Sammy,” Josh put his arm around her. “Maybe if you had something to look forward to, you’d feel as great as I do.”
“What are you looking forward to?” Sam questioned.
“Don’t tell me you already forgot,” Josh grinned. “Last night? Your promise?”
Sam mouth dropped own as she stared blankly at Josh. “How the hell were you even coherent enough to remember that?”
“I’m crazy determined when I want to be,” Josh winked.
“Can we do this later?” Sam held her head, afraid if she let go her head would explode. “I feel like I’m dying.”
“Absolutely,” Josh smirked. “I wouldn’t have it any other way. Saturday at eight work for you?”
— Series: Until Dawn
— Pairing: Sam x Josh
- Rating: T (Safe for Work. Fluff.)
— Universe: AU where everyone is alive and the events of the game don’t happen.
— Prompt: “Love at first sight, across a crowded room, maybe they have mutual friends who are trying to hook them up, but they don’t even have to lift a finger because they find each other before they can be introduced.” (From @untildawn-jam-trash )
— Disclaimer: I do not own this series. Also, if you like this fanfic, follow my blog. I’ll post a fanfic for every 10 followers I get!
“You’d be perfect for each other,” Hannah whined. “Just let me introduce you to him.”
“I don’t know,” Sam hesitated. The Washington twins were dragging her to their lake house for their annual winter bash. She had just broken up with her long-term boyfriend and clearly wasn’t in the mood to meet anyone.
“She’s right,” Beth agreed. “It’s perfect timing too. Josh is home from college for winter break, you’re newly single. It’s practically meant to be.”
“I’m sure your brother is very nice,” Sam sighed. “But I just want to have fun with my friends tonight and forget about my ex.”
“Fair enough,” Beth shrugged. “But I’m still introducing him to you. I’ve sort of been bragging about how much of a babe you are.”
“Hannah!” Sam exclaimed, barely hiding her grin.
“What,” Hannah grinned. “It’s true.”
“You flatter me,” Sam smiled. “Fine. I’ll meet your brother, but I’m not promising anything.”
“Ten bucks they do it by the end of the night,” Beth bet.
“Make it twenty,” Hannah wagered.
“I take back that flattering comment,” Sam rolled her eyes playfully. Despite their attempts, Sam really appreciated the twins and everything they do for her. She was sure this party was the exact thing she needed to move on.
Music blared behind Sam as she pushed her way out of the crowd. She had long lost the twins and had since run into her ex. The night wasn’t turning out how she wanted it to by any means.
“Sam!” a name called after her. “Let’s just talk!”
She turned around to find her ex pushing people away to get to her. He was the last person she really wanted to talk to, not after their break up.
“Stop following me!” she yelled behind her.
Sam finally escaped the crowd and took an immediate left down a hall past several people making out. She could still hear her ex following her when someone pulled her into a room.
“Shh,” the voice said, covering her mouth with his hand. “Quiet.”
Usually, Sam would scream in this situation or struggle to get away, but something in his voice made her want to trust him. So she did.
“There,” the man said, letting her go. “He’s gone.”
Sam turned around and took a look at what she could only describe at that moment as her fucking hero. He was a tall and tan guy, semi-athletic looking. The first thing she noticed was his eyes. They were very attentive looking and they nearly pierced her with their gaze. The second thing? How his arms were nearly bulging out of his flannel shirt.
Not like she was one to care about that sort of thing.
“Sorry to scare you,” the guy smiled, the third thing Sam noticed. “You just looked like you could use some help back there.”
“Thanks,” Sam shook her head. “You guessed right. I was in a real pinch back there.”
“Glad I could help then,” the man extended his hand out. “What’s your name?”
“Sam,” she took his hand and shook it. Fourth thing: his handshake. Not flimsy like most boys she knew, but firm and confident.
“Nice to meet you, Sam,” he smiled again. It was sort of a goofy smile, but something about it sent sparks through her. Maybe it was just the adrenaline of running? “Anyways, I think whoever was creeping on you is gone if you want to go back to the party.”
Panic rushed over her. She did not want to go back out there again alone. “Actually,” Sam grimaced. “Would you mind sticking by me for a bit? I lost my friends earlier and could use someone to protect me.”
“Well,” he replied. “Who am I to turn down the pleas of a damsel in distress?”
“I am not a damsel,” Sam frowned a bit.
“But you are in distress,” the man argued. “I know a spot where you can search for your friends and get away from the crowd if you want.”
“That’s sounds lovely,” Sam softly smiled. “Lead the way.”
Sam let her new guardian guide her through the Washington’s house. She wasn’t one to go with a complete stranger for protection, but she was feeling particularly vulnerable tonight. Plus, she wasn’t sure if she wanted to leave this guy’s company just yet.
Finally, the two made their way to a balcony that overlooked the party outside. He was right. This was the absolutely perfect place to look for Hannah and Beth. She leaned over the edge, shivering a little from the sudden change in temperature and cursing her past self for not bringing a jacket.
“Cold?” the man asked.
“A little,” she replied. The man started to take off the puffy jacket he sported over his flannel shirt she was admiring just minutes before. “No! I couldn’t.”
“I insist,” the brown haired boy grinned as he placed the jacket over her tiny shoulders. It practically swallowed her but the warmth from his body heat made it hard to resist. “So, did you know the guy that was chasing after you before?”
Sam sighed. Of course he would ask. “Yes,” she admitted. “He’s my ex.”
“Ah,” the boy leaned over the railing with her. “I’m guessing it didn’t end well?”
“Hardly,” Sam snorted. “Long story short, he cheated on me.” He gave her a sad look that she was all too used to at this point. “It’s really no big deal. We weren’t dating that long, but I’d rather not be around him.”
Sam heard the guy mumble. “What was that?” she asked.
“Oh,” he replied. “I was just saying he was an idiot for cheating on someone as gorgeous as you.”
“Do you say that to all the women you rescue at parties?” Sam smiled at him, holding back a blush.
“Well,” he contemplated. “You’re the only one, so yes.”
The two stood in silence for awhile. It wasn’t the awkward type of silence that enveloped strangers, but something much more comforting and familiar. Sam couldn’t remember the last time she felt this safe in a guy’s presence.
Suddenly, the blaring music transitioned into something much softer. Some modern romance song Sam always heard on the radio. She loudly sighed, accidentally catching the attention of the male company next to her.
“Something the matter?” he asked.
“Sorry,” she apologized. “I always listened to this song with my ex. Just have bad memories associated with it.”
“Well,” the man turned to face her. “Then we’ve got to change that, Sammy.”
“Sammy?” she laughed. “No one ever calls me Sammy.”
“Then let me be the first,” he gave her a serious look. His confidence was nearly overwhelming. “Let’s create a new memory together. Dance with me?”
She gave the guy a suspecting look. He wasn’t like any of the guys she had met before. He was charming and confident, but something about him proved to be ridiculous too. Maybe it was his sporadic nature?
Oh, what the hell. “Sure,” she softly smiled.
She carefully stepped closer to him and allowed him to placed his wrapped around at the small of her back. Sam returned the favor. The two were painfully close and Sam was extremely aware of her heartbeat pacing through her chest and slowly inching to her fingertips. She was almost positive her cheeks were flushed, so she turned away to hide her blush.
“Hey,” her partner noticed, taking her chin in his palm. “No hiding. I won’t let you space out.”
Unable to speak, she just stared into his eyes. They were just as piercing as she first noticed them to be. Sam broke eye contact, almost too embarrassed to continue. Instead, she fixated herself on the fifth noticeable trait about him: his lips. They were almost too perfectly shaped and she couldn’t help but imagine how they would feel against hers.
“See something you like?” he smirked, leaning closer to the blonde.
“I might,” Sam whispered. She meant to sound more convinceable and self-assured, but the very notion had all but left her.
“I might too,” he whispered against her. He was close enough for Sam to notice the stubble on his chin and the outline of his collarbone through his shirt. Something about him made her want to melt and she only hoped this wasn’t a temporary feeling. Either way, she was going to take advantage of how she felt.
“I won’t back away,” she breathed heavily. It was hard to contain herself.
“Good,” he muttered back. Their lips were nearly touching. “But I think your friends finally found you.”
“What?” Sam mumbled, too busy soaking in the moment. Then, she saw Hannah and Beth stumble onto the balcony and quickly jumped away from the boy.
“There you are!” Hannah exclaimed as she hugged Sam. “We were so worried.”
“We had no idea your ex would be here,” Beth apologized. She looked from Sam to the boy next to her. “But I see you’re in good hands.”
Hannah looked at the boy as well. “I had no idea you were here. You were supposed to text me!”
“I got preoccupied,” he shrugged.
“Well,” Beth said. “I guess there is no need for introductions.”
“What are you talking about?” Sam questioned. “Do you guys know each other?”
Beth and Hannah immediately busted out laughing. “Just a little,” Beth replied.
“Hi,” the brown haired boy stepped towards Sam with his arm extended. “I don’t think I ever introduced myself. I’m Josh, Hannah and Beth’s brother.”
“You’re their brother?” Sam said in disbelief.
“The one and only,” Josh shook Sam’s hand again. He bent his shoulders towards her, letting his lips flicker against her ear lobe. He whispered, “And Beth was right. You are an absolute babe.”
Sam’s blush spread and the twins just smiled at each other. They were always right.
