Josh Dun Imagines And Preferences ?

"Why do you have a knife in your hand? You're not going to hurt me, are you?" I anxiously ask, my eyes flickering between the knife in Cory's hand and his emotionless expression on his face.
"The damage has already been done," he replies smoothly.
A scream settles itself into my throat, just waiting to be let out.
"W-what do you mean?"
Cory smiles slightly at me.
"I think you know what I mean, Josh."
"I-I don't."
"I'm afraid the damage has already been done."
I tug desperately at the restraints, and whimper as the ropes irritate my upper body more than the rest of my body.
"The police will find us," I hiss at him, which causes him to laugh.
"Oh, please. They'll never find out. I knocked out your friend after that policeman accidentally stunned him. I'm surprised if he isn't dead. And even if he didn't die - which is unlikely because I hit him on the head quite hard - I moved us to the middle of nowhere."
"They'll track your car."
"I ripped the number plates off, and drove through a lot of woodland in order to hide the car. Do you want to see the damage?"
I don't reply, but Cory obviously takes my silence as a yes because he cuts the ropes off my upper body, and lifts up my t-shirt to reveal the damage.
I now know why I was getting irritated by the ropes.
The words This man belongs Cory have been freshly carved into my upper body, starting at my collarbones, and finishing at my stomach.
"You're mine now, Joshua."

Caleb's point of view

"Caleb, I'm so glad you're ok," my wife, Fleur, yells, running up to me and hugging me tightly. I've been in hospital overnight in case of any after effects from getting knocked out/stunned, but now I've been discharged. I gave the policewoman my statement about what happened during the fight and also about what Josh told me about that creepy guy kidnapping him. The police went over to the guy's house, but they found it empty; he'd obviously done a runner.
"Caleb?" Fleur asks me.
"Yeah?"
"You ok? You zoned out a bit."
"I'm fine, but I can't stop thinking about that creep who kidnapped Josh. Did I tell you that when the cops went over to the guy's house, they found it empty, and they obviously thinks he legged it?"
Fleur gasps a little.
"You didn't tell me that! Poor Josh; I hope they find the guy soon or else I think Josh will be in trouble."
"The thing is, Fleur, I was thinking maybe- no, forget it."
"What is it?"
"I was thinking maybe I should look for the creep."
"Caleb! He's obviously dangerous. I mean, he knocked you out! Not to mention that he kidnapped a celebrity!"
"I know, but Josh is our friend!"
"Ok, I'll let you find the guy, but on two conditions."
"What are they?"
"One, you'll let Raffy go with you," she says, referring to our dog, Raffy.
"And what's the second condition?"
"Me and Tyler Joseph will come with you."
I hesitate, a bit unsure of what to say. Should I put the one I love in danger because of a friend? I know I shouldn't, but it was Fleur who came up with the idea, and besides, Tyler will be coming with us.
"Deal," I say, and we shake hands.