#soft josh

Hi, guys! This is my first baby fanfic and I'm super excited about it. Just a blurb I had to write down, but I thought it'd be a good starter (eventually we'll get into the smut hehe). Big hell yeah to @risingwiththeheatabove for helping inspire this prompt with our typical fangirling, lmao.

Soft Josh!

Warnings: none!

Word count: 680

Summary: You find Josh during morning meditation!

You awoke to a strip of light on your face, warming your cheeks. Your blinds were cracked just enough to let in a few rays of the peachy, early-morning sunshine. Rolling over onto your side, you took note of the empty space next to you, made all the more evident by crumpled sheets and the comforter being thrown over onto itself. Pulling out your phone from underneath your pillow, you read, “7:41”. It was Saturday - a much needed day off for Josh. You knew exactly where to find him.

You tiptoed down the stairs, knowing you’d be welcomed into the living room by an all too familiar sound: the vibrant hum of Tibetan singing bowls.

Nothing centered Josh more on a day off than waking with the sunrise and delving into some deep meditation. Reaching the bottom two stairs, the room opened up in front of you in the exact state you expected. All of the windows had been thrown open, inviting in both the sunlight and the harmonious singing of the morning birds. He had lit a few candles and scattered them around the room, along with a patchouli incense stick that rested a few feet to his left. He sat in the center of the room, eyes closed in padmasana. He was adorned in white silken pants that billowed out from under him like clouds. His feet and his chest were bare, save for a few strings of white, low-hanging beads. His eyes were closed. If you took a moment and really focused, you could both hear and feel a low, steady vibration emanating from him. He was humming, entranced.

Normally, you’d never dare to interrupt Josh while he was meditating; you knew how important it was to him, and how fully it set his mind at ease. These were the moments that grounded him amidst tours and late-night sessions in the studio. However, to your detriment, you were a perfectionist. Your eyes had locked onto a section of hair that had gotten loose, poking out from his ever-growing rat tail. You glanced at your phone again, “8:02”. Josh had been meditating for exactly an hour and two minutes. You just couldn’t help yourself. Still, you tried to be as gentle and as quiet as you could be.

You tiptoed over to Josh, creeping over from behind. You knelt down behind him, holding your breath and balancing on your toes. You were positive that you had gone unnoticed until a soft, raspy whisper wobbled up from under Josh’s breath:

“Do you think I didn’t notice your presence the moment you stepped into the room, love?”

Your face flushed and your breath caught in your throat, yet you hushed him. “Sh sh, I’m not even here. Just let me fix this little braid…” Your hands worked quickly and nimbly. His hair wasn’t too long yet.

“See, baby? Done. Now ignore me, please go back to your medita-”

You were cut off by a sweeping motion that took your breath away. Josh had turned back to you to grab you by your torso and behind your neck, pulling you into his lap. You were laying on your back, looking up at him. Shocked by his swift action, you both let out strings of laughter, then allowed yourselves to relax and melt back into each other. His enormous, chocolate cow-eyes were heavy from a long sleep and well-earned relaxation. His lips curled up into a small, closed-lip smile. His eyes held all of his love for you, and you could feel the weight within his gaze. He looked rested and peaceful. He laced one hand through your hair, fingers dancing with your loose tendrils. Making sure to be extra gentle, he scratched lightly at your scalp. His other hand cradled the side of your face, his thumb sweetly tracing over your lips. You felt your breath catch in your throat once more, the emotion bringing your chest to a glowing warmth.

Josh will be the best dad I’m sure of it...and this is mood.

You round the corner expecting to see Josh watching tv or playing video games since it’s nap time. What you didn’t expect was Josh’s shirtless self laying on the couch with your tiny peanut of a newborn laying on his chest and a tiny blanket covering him.

“Babe.” You run your hand down his face.

“Yeah?” His groggy voice signaling he was sleeping for a while.

“You know skin to skin contact isn’t really a thing anymore right?” You giggle and shake your eyebrows at his shirtless self.

“Well I was changing and he woke up. I thought a little rocking would help but little man had a different plan so I came out here.” Josh rubs his hand down your sleeping baby’s back.

“Well I can take him.” You lean over the back is the couch.

Remember that one time when Eric Robinson posted this of Josh napping with a pillow on top of him?!? Yeah, I still have it in my screenshots. (he’s dreamy and dreaming...)

Imagine running your hands through his hair and tangling your legs in his as you take in the quiet moments before you have to get back to life. His fingers barely brushing your hip. His lips find your lips then forehead before his face snuggles into your hair.

Send me in soft hockey boy thoughts.

You’ve never seen your house so possessive until the say she comes home with a new friend.

“Baby, tell daddy about your new friend.” You prompt your daughter as she climbs into Josh’s lap after he returns home from practice.

“Well, he’s super nice and let me use his crayons and now he’s my boyfriend.” She bats her eyes and you see Josh’s jaw tighten.

“Boyfriend?” Your husband questions.

“Well yeah Daddy. He’s my friend and he’s a boy.”

“And what else do you do with your new friend?” Josh combs his fingers through his mini me’s hair and gives you a raised eyebrow.

“Well, we play foresquare at recess and tag.” She smiles and you feel the smirk on your face as you take in the conversation.

“And that’s it? He hasn’t tried to kiss you?” Josh asks in his dad voice that turns you on when it shouldn’t.

“Ew! Like when you come home and kiss Momma? Ew no. Gross. Boys are gross Daddy.” This makes both you and Josh laugh.

Josh’s face when he hears that would be priceless...also Josh ages so damn well even in his 40s he will look like he’s in his 30s but maybe with a little hint of silver dancing in those gorgeous locks of his.

Your daughter hates the fact that she has the hot dad.

“Mom, it’s so gross.” She rolls her eyes and blops on the couch.

“Well I think he’s pretty hot.” You laugh.

Like you would have the worst heartburn ever while pregnant and every time Josh would run his hands through his hair and apologize.

“At least he’ll look like his daddy. I was a bald bald baby.” Which made Josh laugh hard.

When you finally give birth even the doctor comments on the head of hair. You joke just like his daddy. The nurse can’t keep a hat on his little head and Josh leans down, kisses his forehead and whispers “I’ll teach you all the hair tricks.” And your heart explodes into a million pieces.

One thing about this man is that he LOVES his momma and family.  He would be totally nerves when you landed in Toronto because you knew he parents would make a huge deal and sure enough his brothers are waiting with a sign when you pick up your luggage.

He would totally drive you around for the highlight reel and maybe even park in school parking lot to make out saying something cute like “what if we were high school sweethearts?”  

Josh’s parents would pretend like you had were not letting the two of you stay in Josh’s old room together.  Josh would be all like, “Serious, mom?”  and then she would bust out laughing at how flustered he got.

He fulfilled all sorts of fantasies with you at night in his old bed.

The Andersons would have a huge backyard dinner with some of Josh’s buddies, family, and neighbors that watched him grow up.

You would hear all the embarrassing stories and Josh’s cheeks remained a cute shade of pink all night.

If he wasn’t touching you his eyes were on you and loved how comfortable you were in his world.

You did get a chance to grab a pedi with his mom and sister while he went golfing with his dad and brothers.  While you know them it was nice doing things in Josh’s hometown.