wait// joshler

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"good evening mr joseph."

i hear joshua's voice through the walls. running through my ears.

"hi, joshua."

"is my boyfriend home?"

"uhm.. let me check."

a few seconds later dad opens my door.

"do i tell him you're home?

"do whatever you want," i reply bluntly as i stare at the ceiling.

"he's your boyfriend."

"he lied to me."

"okay." 

a few seconds later joshua opens my bedroom door. i know it's him because i know the way his feet sound. i know the way he smells and the way he lightly knocks on my bedroom door before entering. even if the door is completely open and it's obvious he's there.

"hi babe."

i don't reply.

"i know i lied. but.. well."

i still say nothing.

"i had to get your present."

i snap up.

"tyler-."

"last minute shopping, huh?" i snap at him. 

"no- i've had this coming for months. it kept getting pushed back and they only just delivered it a few hours ago."

i sink down. i am swallowed by guilt.

"i promise, i love you."

he hands me a gift, wrapped in pink wrapping paper.

"merry christmas, t."

i open it slowly. it's limited edition merch from my favorite singers.

"i know you like one direction.. and conan gray."

i wrap my arms around him and start crying.

"i'm sorry," i say through his shoulder.

"no. i'm sorry."

he kisses my forehead.

i run to get his and basically throw it in his arms, so happy for him to open it.

"i made it myself," i say.

"i love it," the blanket is almost as big as him.

"morning are for coffee and contemplations."

"it's from stranger things, j."

"i know," he nudges me, "i would know that it's from my favorite show."

i lean toward him and kiss his lips.

they're soft like midnight when the sky is the perfect color of black. and the moon hits the world just right. the white and black mix together and create a glow that makes you feel immortal.

"merry christmas, t." he says, his forehead against mine.

"merry christmas, j."