semi-automatic ; j.d

thirty five ; a trip for concerts & an oragami girlfriend

"josh, go away," mia whines, pulling her duvet over her head as she feels him tugging her ankles from underneath the blanket. she curls up into a ball and turns away.

he sighs with frustration. "babe, c'mon, let's go do something."

"i don't want to," she insists.

"you're hardly moved from this bed in three days."

"i know, it's been great."

josh circles around to the side of her bed and he sits down. "look at me."

"no," she mumbles.

"mia," he pulls the blanket off of her before she can protest. "please talk to me, baby."

she makes a noise of frustration from the sudden lack of warmth. "it's cold, j."

"i don't care."

mia rolls over, a pitifully sad glare on her face. "can you just go?"

he shakes his head persistently. "i'm not going anywhere."

"why not?" she asks, exasperated.

"because i love you, and i want you to be happy," josh explains.

"josh i'm fi--"

"if you're planning on finishing that sentence with the word 'fine', then i'm calling b.s right now," he cuts her off. "you're sad. and i totally understand that it's not easy for you right now, but nothing is gonna get better if you're just laying here," he waves his hands around as he talks.

"so?"

josh pats the bed. "so get up, and i'll take you out and we can go do stuff. fun stuff, i promise."

mia stares at him for a few seconds, hesitancy hiding behind her brown eyes that seem darker than their usual honey color. "okay. fine."

"c'mon," he gets her to sit up and then he kisses the top of her head. "make sure you bundle up, it's cold out."

"when is it not cold?" mia retorts while running her fingers through her heap of messy curls. she goes over to her closet and starts looking through the rack of sweaters and hoodies.

josh's eyes follow her. "i dunno, but no matter how cold it is you stay hot."

mia looks over a her shoulder, giving him her famous roll of the eyes and a glare.

"fuck off."

"fuck on," josh grins.

mia shakes her head slowly. "you're an idiot," she tells him, a smile playing on her face while she takes out an oversized striped long sleeve and a pair of leggings. "i'm gonna take a shower first."

"can i--"

"no you can't come with me," she says before he can even ask. she takes her phone with her to the bathroom, sticking her tongue out at josh as she leaves.

after waiting for well over half an hour,
josh lets out an impatient sigh and then gets up from mia's bed to go see what's taking her so long. he gets that she's a girl and that girls take forever to get ready, but still. he's fidgety as hell and doesn't like waiting.