robbers// joshler

wives? [eight]

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"the first customer to start off our day assumed we were straight."

he's setting down his keys down on the bookcase next to our tv that's by our door.

"not only that. she supported brendon."

"urie?"

"yes."

"ugh. and she seemed so nice too."

"i know. it was... rather annoying," i say, sitting on our couch and putting my hands to my face.

"are you okay?"

"no," i say the tears falling down my face.

joshua falls to his knees and puts his body between mine, "hey hey, ty, what's wrong?"

"i wanted to yell at her face and say that you're my fiancé. that you're the love of my fucking life. and scream how much i love you... and tell her i'm gonna have a husband, not a wife."

"i know, babe."

"did she really look at me and think, 'oh, his lucky wife'. yes. she did. i don't want a wife, joshua. i just want you."

"i know babe."

"i just.. want your pretty face," i put my hands on his cheeks.

"you've.. got a very pretty face, tyler."

"even when i'm sobbing?"

"oh, of course, even when you're sobbing. when you're happy, when you're sleeping, when you're silly, when you're angry. you've always got a pretty face, tyler."

he kisses my forehead and i feel all my worried melt away.

"i just wanna get married to you and prove..."

"prove what?"

"that i am worthy.. of all their love. we are worthy."

"we don't need them, honey. i don't need them. i have you."

"i know.. but i.."

"yeah?"

"i just want to show you off. and i can't."

he pulls me into his arms and i'm crying on the floor next to him.

"it's okay. i promise."

im sobbing so hard i can see his skin through his white shirt.

"we'll get through this. we always do, love. i love you."

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:,) they're so cute i'll cry 

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