Monday
October 13Skipping excitedly to the kitchen, Tyler opens the cabinet and reaches his hand up before freezing at the empty spot. His smile drops and he looks around the kitchen in search of his puffy, cheesy snack.
Shutting the cabinet again, he walks to the trash and pouts, pulling out the Cheetos bag. Holding it up upside down, crumbs fall out making his brow furrow madly. Walking to the living room, he stands in front of the two men on the couch, both of them with ice on their faces.
He puts a hand on his hip, still holding the empty bag upside down, "Who did it?"
Dallon gently pushes Josh off him and moves to the other side of the couch before side eyeing him.
"What?" Josh asks, confused.
Tyler glares at Josh before slowly lowering the bag and walking back to the kitchen to throw the bag away. Returning a minute later, he leans down and carefully pecks Dallon's lips under his bruised nose, "I love you. Do you need any medicine?"
"No, I'm okay, muffin. Thank you," Dallon laughs quietly, in love with the petty boy in front of him. "I love you."
"I would like some medicine please," Josh smiles softly.
"What? And you want me to get it for you?" Tyler sasses.
"It would mean a lot."
Tyler growls softly, "I hate when you say that."
Tyler stands up again and walks to the kitchen, returning after a moment and giving the bottle of pain medication to Josh, "Don't take the rest of them."
Dallong laughs as the brunette walks away without another word, ignoring the other man's protests.
"Hey," Josh whines lightly, watching Tyler walk away without kissing him. "What'd I do?"
"You ate the rest of his Cheetos, man. You don't do that," Dallon shakes his head.
"I thought they were for everyone? I've eaten them in front of him before and he never said anything."
"Yeah, but you don't eat the rest of them and not tell him or at least have a replacement."
"We can get more," Josh chuckles.
"Yeah, but if he goes to get some and there aren't more, he gets upsetti."
"Dude."
"I just live here, alright?" Dallon holds up his hands. "Have fun for the next week. I'll be here if you want some dick rubbing, 'cause you ain't getting it from him."
"I'm injured, be nice to me!" Josh calls loudly to Tyler.
"Fuck yourself!" Tyler calls back, making Dallon laugh again.
Josh laughs as well, looking back at Dallon, "God damn, he's fucking mean. You come cuddle me then, since I can't get any from him."
Moving back to the spot next to Josh, Dallon pecks his lips gently, "I love you."
"At least someone does."
Dallon grins softly, "He'll come back around."
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"Cuddle me," Josh whines, hooking his finger in Tyler's boxers and pulling gently.
"No, fuck you," the brunette retaliates, scooching closer to Dallon as the three eat dinner.
"Over some Cheetos?"
"Over the rest of the Cheetos, Joshua. This isn't even your house, what are you doing here?"
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In Love with a Lunatic (joshler)
FanfictionNobody plans to fall in love with a lunatic. But if it happens, you better lace up.