semi-automatic ; j.d

seventy six ; an awkward kink discussion

YO WHADDUP BITCHES MAMI'S GOT AN ANNOUNCEMENT

okay sorry i promise i'll never call you guys that again or refer to myself as mami that was too far i'm sorry i'm just a puerto rican mess

ANYWAYS

so i'm collabing with @/spnljfe anD WE ARE WRITING JOSH DUN AU'S THAT ARE HELLA CUTE I PROMISE YOU WILL FUCKING LOVE THEM

go to @/pr0venance and follow us and read plz and leave cute lil comments

BTW ITS A ZERO NOT AN 'O' I KNOW IT LOOKS LIKE AN 'O' BUT IT'S A ZERO

okay that's all now enjoy this awkward funny trainwreck

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what - is that the tenth time you're watching that?"

mia glances up from her phone at josh, giving him a 'fuck off' glare. "it looks cool," she defends while looking back to the gif of josh and brendon doing backflips at the same time.

he just grins at her, despite the glare he got. "yeah, i know - it was hot, right?"

"shut up," replies mia, not agreeing with him but also not denying it. because of course josh looked hot - he looks hot all the time. and he totally knows it, too.

"i'm gonna take that as a yes," josh says. with one swift movement of his arms he has his shirt off over his head and begins looking through his suitcase for a fresh one to wear for the show. it's not like it'll actually matter - not even three songs into the set he'll take his shirt off anyways. part of the reason is because it genuinely gets hot on stage ; especially since josh is known for hitting the absolute shit out of his drums. but, josh also knows that mia is watching when he takes his shirt off and his chest starts glistening with sweat - it makes her a turned on mess. so it's kind of like paypack, in a way.

after selecting a shirt - a black, fall out boy muscle tank, the male turns to face his awaiting girlfriend. "alright, what do you think?"

mia's honey brown eyes scan the shirt. "okay - with what pants?"

"um..." josh trails off, doing a lazy lip trill while turning back around to his suitcase. "these?" he starts out by taking out a pair of adidas shorts with one hand, the other sifting through the mess of clothes until he finds skeleton printed leggings he borrowed from tyler. "-with, uh, these?"

she gives him an affirmative thumbs up. "yeah, that'll look good."

"sick," replies josh. while nodding his head at his outfit choice, he reaches down for the buckle of his belt and starts undoing it.

"wow - josh's daily striptease?" muses mia, who's trying hard not to grin in that moment.

he raises an eyebrow at her, as if saying 'alright, so that's how it's gonna be?'. "you wish," he replies back playfully after undoing his belt, his hands becoming busy popping open the button and pulling down the zipper of his black skinny jeans.

the brunette lays back on the dressing room couch, giving josh a roll of her eyes while her head rests against one of the armrests. "bren was right - you are kinky as hell ."

"n-no i'm not," he says back quickly, the same fuchsia color returning to his cheeks.

she gives him a 'dude, really?' look of disbelief.