PAIRING: josh washington x chris'syoungersister!reader
WARNINGS: sneaking around, no use of y/n
GENRE: fluff, brothers best friend
SONG INSPIRATION: eyes dont lie by isabel larosa
WORD COUNT: 1.4k
REQUESTED:yes
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the creak of the floorboards was subtle, but you've learned to recognise it. without turning around, you whispered, "you shouldn't be in here."
josh's low chuckle came from behind you. "i couldn't sleep."
you rolled your eyes, but your lips curved into a small smile as you felt him step closer. "maybe that's because you keep sneaking into places you shouldn't be."
"i'm where i want to be," he replied, his voice soft and teasing.
you finally turned, burying yourself further into your pillow to feign disapproval. "if chris catches you, you'll be sleeping in the snow."
josh smirked, "chris is fast asleep. he could sleep through anything."
"not the point," you muttered, but the sternness in your voice didn't match the warmth creeping into your cheeks.
josh stepped forward, the smirk softened into something more earnest as his fingers brushed against yours. it was such a small touch, but it lit up all of your senses.
"relax," he murmured. "i'm not here to get us caught. i just...wanted to see you."
no matter how many times he said things like that, it never got any easier to respond.
"you're impossible," you managed, though there was no bite to your words.
"true," he admitted, his grin returning as he stepped even closer. one knee on the bed as his hand found your waist, resting lightly against your side. "but you like me anyway."
before you could retort, he leant down and kissed you, soft and unhurried.. for a moment, the worry and secrecy melted away, leaving only the warmth of his lips against yours and the way his hand tightened just slightly on your waist.
then, as if on cue, a door creaked. you both froze, eyes wide as the moment shattered.
"shit," you whispered, pulling away.
josh didn't seem nearly as fazed. "relax. it's probably just emily going to the bathroom or something."
"or it's chris going to grab a drink," you hissed, shoving him toward the door.
he grinned as he backed away, hands raised in mock surrender. "alright, alright. i'll go. for now."
you shook your head, trying to hide your smile. "you're going to get us both killed."
