Matched (joshler) (COMPLETED)

Birthday

Today is Mercury's birthday. It's also Friday and the last day of school before Christmas break. Dylan and Mercury are walking to Dylan's house, the wind blowing strong against their backs. Arriving at the house, Dylan and Mercury walk inside, Elton immediately coming over to sniff them.

"Dad, I'm home!"

"Hi, honey!"

"Are you hungry?" Dylan asks, slipping her shoes off.

"A little bit."

"Want some pizza rolls?"

"Absolutely."

Dylan grabs the pizza rolls from the freezer as Tyler walks out of his bedroom. He smiles, "Hey Mercury, how's it going?"

Over the last week, Tyler has gotten to know Mercury pretty well. After seeing how happy he made his daughter, and also how well he treated her, it was hard for him to not approve. Plus, Josh and him seemed to get along great as well.

"Dylan, Josh and I are going out tonight."

"Ooo, where you going?"

"Dinner and then his place for a little bit."

"I know what that meeeeans," Dylan sings teasingly making her dad roll his eyes.

"We have no choice anymore," Tyler states. "You and your sister have walked in on us more times than we recommend."

"What's the recommended amount?"

"Zero," Tyler deadpans.

"I told you, you guys have to put a sock on the doorknob or something."

"It's called knocking. Try it out sometime."

Dylan waves her hand as she slides the tray of pizza rolls into the oven, "Where's Kota?"

"Casey's. She's staying the night."

"So I'm gonna be home alone tonight?"

"Mercury can stay. Oh I gotta talk to you about something too, before we leave."

Dylan sets the timer on the stove before following her dad into his bedroom, telling Mercury to make himself at home.

"What's up?" Dylan asks as Tyler shuts the door.

"I think you know. Do you need like...birth control? Or condoms?"

"Dad," Dylan mutters, embarrassed.

"I know, I know, but, Dylan...I'm serious. I won't be as worried because at least then I'll know you're using protection. I had you at guys at 16, and I really don't feel like becoming a grandfather at 33, okay? So...I can get you some condoms, I can make you a doctors appointment to get on the pill, whatever you decide. Just please tell me, okay?"

Dylan nods, "H-he has condoms."

"Have you been using them?"

Dylan shakes her head.

"Dylan-"

"No! No, I meant like we haven't...we haven't had sex. We've...we've come close, but I've been too scared to do it," the teen explains awkwardly.

"Okay. Do you want me to make you a doctors appointment?"

Dylan nods her head.

"Okay. Can I have a hug or is this an awkward time to ask?"

Dylan smiles and wraps her arms around Tyler's waist. He kisses her head, "I love you. Please don't make me a young grandpa."

Dylan laughs softly, "No problem."