In Love with a Lunatic (joshler)

29. Birthday

Wednesday
June 18

"Happy birthday to you! You live in a zoo! You look like a monkey!" Tyler steps closer to the man, his face centimeters from Josh's. His face scrunches, "And you smell like one too."

Josh grins before kissing his lips repeatedly, making him giggle, "Thank you, baby."

"Happy birthday, toothless," Dallon smirks, gently pulling Josh's head back by his hair and kissing his lips.

"Heyyy, be nice to the birthday boy," Tyler whines lightly.

"I am being nice. This is just the start of his gift," Dallon teases, tightening his grip on Josh's hair, making his face blossom bright pink.

"I didn't get that for my birthday," Tyler mutters.

"That's 'cause you were with Josh all day," Dallon chuckles.

Josh pauses for a moment before looking at the small brunette, "When is your birthday?"

"December 1st."

"Your birthday passed, and I had no idea?"

Tyler shrugs, "I don't like my birthday."

"That's fair, but now I feel like a jackass."

"I purposely didn't tell you," Tyler laughs softly. "We hung out that day though, so I can't say it wasn't a good day."

"Did we?"

"Mhm. It was our first kiss."

"Really?" Josh smiles.

Tyler nods, grinning, "I always think about it as a present from you."

"I despise how cute I think that is," Dallon groans. "Blow out your candles, birthday boy."

Tyler and Josh laugh as Dallon pushes the lit birthday cake toward Josh. Josh sighs and shuts his eyes for a moment before blowing out the small flames on the '2' and '4' candles.

"What did you wish for?"

"He can't tell us; it won't come true!" Tyler exclaims.

"It might come true faster if I do tell you actually," Josh snickers.

Dallon grins, "You want some freaky shit?"

"No," Josh laughs.

"Okay, well now you gotta tell us," Tyler states.

"Okay, well...actually," Josh pauses and grabs the lighter off the island. He lights the candles and blows them out again, "I got two wishes.

"First," he says, turning toward Tyler. "If you're comfortable with it, I'd like you to be more in charge. Just one night."

"You wanna bottom?"

"I was thinking more...power bottom? But also, be super bossy like when we first met."

Dallon clears his throat, leaning onto his elbows on the island, "I am also interested in that."

Tyler cowers slowly as the two stare at him, "Okay, Jesus, stop staring at me like that."

"Oh, I'm so excited," Josh smiles.

"Good ole PB&J."

"What? " Tyler responds.

"Power Bottom and Josh," Dallon smirks.

"I hate you."

"Okay, next wish," Josh laughs. "How did you guys meet? I know you met through skating, but how did you guys meet?"

Dallon's smile drops as he glares at the brunette whose face lights up with a wide grin, "Hehehe..."

"Oh, that's fucking creepy," Josh mutters, glancing at Dallon.

"Funny story, actually-"

"I still have the scar," Dallon states, holding his hand up to reveal a white scar in the center of his palm.

Tyler covers his face, his cheeks turning red. He looks back up at Dallon, "I didn't mean to!"

"What do you mean?!" Dallon laughs. "I was the only person in the locker room!"

"I didn't mean to hit you; I was aiming for the wall behind you."

"You have a terrible fucking aim, babe," Dallon comments.

"Why'd you try to block it?!" Tyler squeaks through laughter. "It was a knife on a shoe thrown in hysteria!"

Josh laughs at that, "And then you fell in love?"

Dallon smiles at Josh, "Absolutely."

"Not for a looong time, though," Tyler adds.

"I just moved here from Utah. I was new to the team, and on my first official day with them, we went out to the ice to wait for practice. The figure skaters were out there doing their thing and I saw Tyler and I wanted him. Bad. He was dating Ronnie at the time, who I already didn't like, but I knew if I wanted to be close to Tyler, I had to play nice, so I befriended Ronnie immediately. After practice one day, we were in the locker room, and I saw Ronnie and Tyler say goodbye and Ronnie left. Tyler was packing up his bag and I was about to leave, but I couldn't help myself. I turned to him and was like...'You know, your boyfriend's kind of a dick'. And what did you say, babe?"

Tyler's face flushes as he covers his face again.

Dallon smiles and looks at Josh, "And he fucks me good like one too. I didn't know what the fuck to say to that."

"Sure had a lot to say back then," Tyler jumps in. "You wouldn't stop calling him names."

"I was right, though, wasn't I?"

Josh watches quietly, scooping some cake frosting onto his finger as the two go back and forth.

"That's not the point," Tyler mutters. "I eventually got mad and took my skate out, not realizing that my guard had fallen off, and tossed it at him."

"Tossed?! You catapulted that sucker!"

"He tried to catch it, and the blade sliced his hand."

"I had 62 stitches."

"And you still fell for him?"

The tall man peers at his boyfriend slowly, "Not now, Mr. Power Bottom."

"Fair enough," Josh says softly, scooping some more frosting into his mouth. "Continue."

"So, onto how we got together," Dallon continues. "After I got my stitches out, I was able to play again. After practice one day, I went into the locker room, and I saw Ronnie and Tyler. Ronnie was...being mean, so I jumped on him. I ended up taking Tyler home 'cause he was upset and one thing led to another, and we kissed and didn't stop until we eventually had sex. They broke up the next day and I got Tyler to myself. Fell in love. Never got the chance to date him though."

"Thanks to my mom," Tyler mumbles.

"I've been in love with him for four years. When you two got together, I was so fucking jealous. That's another reason I was so protective over him from you. Then I started getting closer to you," Dallon says softly, glancing back at Josh with a short pause. "I didn't think I could like one of my teammates, let alone actually be with them. But there I was, and I couldn't act on it because my two favorite people were dating. And then we had sex that night and I knew I was in trouble," he smirks, looking down shyly at the countertop.

"Is Dallon Weekes blushing?" Tyler whispers.

"I think he is," Josh answers.

Dallon rolls his eyes, unable to keep a smile off his face. "Whatever. It's a happy ending is the point to the long...spiel ," Dallon smiles lightly at the curly haired man. "Happy birthday, toothless."

Josh grins, his missing incisor proudly on display, "Thank you, lovey."

The two share a gentle kiss before Dallon hugs the man's neck, pulling him close with another kiss to the forehead.

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