Different// Joshler

8: Date

~Josh's point of view~

I drove to a small dip in the forest. There was a tall tree standing there. On it was built a treehouse. "We're here." I told Tyler, I pulled him out and carried him to the treehouse. Where a picnic basket laid on a table. Candles on the table too. "It smells lovely," he said.

Tyler just stared at the inside of the treehouse. The birds were singing and the sun was out. "I don't wanna be your friend. I wanna kiss your lips." Tyler sang wandering around the treehouse. "Then kiss them!" I replied to Tyler who looked right at me.

Tyler ran up to me and put his hands around my waist. He looked up to me and stood on the tops of his toes, before slowly placing his lips on mine. "I. Love. You. Joshua. Dun." Tyler said to me. He went back to the balls of his feet touching the floor.

"I love you too, Ty." I replied, he smiled and then went to a window. "There's a bird, just sitting there. Looking so pretty." He said. "Very pretty," I said staring at Tyler. Referring to him. I couldn't imagine life without this soul anymore.

"I feel like I've known you my whole life." I whispered. He turned around and his body was right into mine. My arms were around him and he was smiling so brightly to me. "Our souls have known each other their whole life." He said to me, before placing his lips on mine.

The kiss was so pure, so whole, so passionate. He made sure my arms were tightly around him before putting his arms around me. "Wise men say, only fools rush in. But I can't help, falling in love with you." He sang slowly before letting go of me and forcing me to let go of him. He looked up at me. "But I'm a man, who's not wise. And I, can't help, falling in love." He added. "With, you," he whispered in my ear before taking me down to the floor.

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Tyler fell asleep before we could even start eating the food. I guess he was so tired. Although I didn't mind. I just wanted him to enjoy himself. The food was sandwiches anyways, so it's not like it mattered. Even though I was nervous the soda would turn room temperature. I hate room temp. soda, it's gross.

"Mmm," Tyler whispered in my chest. "Are you awake, love?" I asked. "Mmm," he replied. "Lovie?" I said louder. "You brought food," he said. I realized he was crying. "I wasted the food Joshy. I wasted it all!" He yelled. "No you didn't," I assured him.

"It's just sandwiches and soda." I told him. "I-it is?" He asked and I nodded. "Mhm lovie, you didn't ruin anything." I said and kissed his forehead. "Good," he muttered in my chest again. "You need to eat," I whispered in his ear. "You can feed me," he replied grabbing my shirt. "Are you cold?" He nodded, then I noticed the goose bumps forming on his arms.

"Let me go," I told him, he reluctantly let me go. I went over to a small closet built into the treehouse and got out a fluffy blanket. I threw it at Tyler. His eyes were shut and I heard him respond with an 'oof'. I smiled and then proceeded to get the small picnic basket and make my way to Tyler.

"Is this an official date?" He asked me, his eyes closed and the blanket up to his neck. "Only if you want it to be." I replied, going through all the food. "I do," he said and then snuggled to my leg. "Then it is," I said looking at him. Looking so peaceful and calm. "It's official," I whispered and kissed his forehead for the third time today.

"An official date, so sweet of you mister Dun." Tyler said. "You need to open your eyes, sir." I told Tyler. He chuckled and his laugh was so pure. "Why?" He asked me. "So you can eat some delicious sandwiches."

He opened his eyes, which were met with mine. "Only if you're a side," he winked at me. I smiled back at him, my face turning redder by the second. "Maybe some other day." I replied, lifting my head from my hands. Tyler gasped and stared at me in complete betrayal. "Surprised Pikachu face," he said to me. "Did you really just say the meme out loud?" I asked and he nodded. "You just became the meme."

He nodded again. "Of course I became the meme." He replied. "Now hand the Pikachu a sandwich and a soda." He commanded. "Why of course King Pika," I replied and reached for what was requested.  "The soda is room temperature," he smiled. "I love room temperature soda! Refrigerator soda is too cold, my teeth are sensitive and it always makes them feel insanely cold."

I felt better that Tyler liked the soda at room temp. Even thought I didn't. He ate his sandwich as I ate mine. In complete, comfortable silence. "Why's there a television set in here?" Tyler asked looking behind him. "Oh," I said and reached into the basket. "I thought we might watch some movies," I replied, and pulled out some movies. "Disney movies," I said smiling from ear to ear.

"Tangled, Wreck-It-Ralph, Frozen, one and two, Zootopia." Tyler said reading the names of the films off. "Hmph, we have the favorite and the newer ones. Still all good though," He added. I nodded and went over to the tv. He grabbed the food and sat in front of it. "Zootopia, Frozen one or two, Wreck-It-Ralph, or Tangled?" I asked, looking back at Tyler.

He thought for a few moments before replying, "How about Zootopia? I haven't seen that movie since it came out." Tyler answered. I nodded and put the movie in. Skipping all the adds and then sat next to my lovely boyfriend.

"Fear, treachery, blood lust. Thousands of years ago, these were the forces that ruled our world. A world where prey were scared of predators. And predators had an uncontrollable, biological urge to maim and maul, and-, Ahh. Blood, blood, blood! And... death!"

Tyler giggled next to me. Wrapping me in the blanket and handing me a sandwich. "I love you," I whispered to him. "Shhhh," he responded eating another sandwich. I forgot how serious he takes his Disney watching.