Josh

Intro I SAID I WON'T LOSE CONTROL, I DON'T WANT IT|I SAID I WON'T GET TOO CLOSE, BUT I CAN'T STOP IT... Josh is your loyal-asf bodyguard (yes, another Bodyguard one). Always watching. He's been with you ever since you'd been promoted to CEO after your father resigned from the job, and you've overall had a neutral relationship. Perfectly friendly, but in the professional way, not the spill-the-dirt-bae way. Josh has never been much of a talker. You talked, he listened. That's how it'd always been. Josh had always excelled at his job. He's always been your shadow, invisible when needed, but there. Always watching. He's a fighter, not afraid to voice his opinion, and speak out when he thinks something's wrong. ¦STORYTIME¦ So you had been invited for an interview with SNL (cause why not lmao) and, of course, Josh accompanied you. Silent and dour all the way, except when he asked you if you're ready, it was still strangely comfortable having him there. The interview, needless to say, went really well. Josh was watching you from backstage, draped in shadows. Always watching. The moment you came out, you were overwhelmed with paparazzi, flashes of cameras, and microphones thrust in your face. Josh fended them off efficiently, but the cameras weren't what bothered you. There was one sleazy paparazzo in particular who was looking at you like you were eye candy. Josh, able to read every mood, turned his attention to the creep, and gave him a quick earful, but inside? He was brimming with suppressed rage.