semi-automatic ; j.d

nineteen ; in which tyler proposes

this is my lucky number so i added some extra cute stuff to kill you guys

-

"okay i thought we already established the zero tolerance policy for playing footsie."

josh looks at mia with his bottom jutted out. "babe that's not fair. i'm cuddly as frick."

"but your feet are freezing," says mia while shuffling back farther into josh's bunk until her back hits the wall. she can hear the sound of fabric rubbing against each other as josh tries to warm up his feet by rubbing his socks together.

"that sounds so weird," she giggles, shaking her head.

josh wraps one of his arms around her torso, the other bent at the elbow with his head leaning on his palm. "yeah? do you know what that sound is? perseverance."

mia rolls her eyes, an amused smile playing at her lips. "dork."

"super dork," he says back.

"mega dork."

"ultimate dork."

mia sticks her tongue out at him. "i know you are but what am i?"

"mine," josh grins cheekily. he leans his head foreword and gives her a soft kiss. "you taste like vaseline," he mumbles against her soft lips.

"are you complaining about the fact that i'm consciously trying to make sure my lips don't get all cracked and dry for you?" she asks while pulling back to look at him incredulously.

he laughs through an exhale and shakes his head. "definitely not complaining," he says before going in for another kiss. which turns into another one, and another one after that-and i'm sure you know where i'm going with this.

"joooooooooosh!" drawls out tyler as he closes the bus door behind him. he walks through the front area, humming under his breath to ride as he goes to find his drummer so they can start sound check.

the curtain of josh's bunk is pulled closed, and without using common sense tyler opens it up, "hey dude we gotta-"

his voice cuts off when he sees his red head best friend and mia either doing one of two things. they could very well be practicing cpr (though cpr usually doesn't involve tongue) or they could be making out. he decides it's the second case.

"oh, gross," he grumbles, shaking his head.

josh is laying on top of mia, both still fully clothed. he pulls his head up and glances at tyler. "hey, are we sound checking now?" he asks with the most casual voice ever.

tyler nods, a grossed out look on his face. "yeah."

"don't look at us like that, you and jenna are way worse!" mia laughs.

"and after you ask her the question tonight it's-" josh cuts himself off, his expression dropping.

tyler looks at him, now shocked. "dude!"

"i'm sorry!" insists josh, quickly climbing down from the bunk. "i didn't mean to say anything!"

mia glances back and forth between the two boys. "wait," she looks at tyler. "are you gonna propose to jenna?"