Joshler (Dd/Lb)

Chicken Noodle Soup

My title really makes me laugh idk I'm so stupid.
Also, this is completely unrelated but the other day I went swimming in this stream by my friends house and I got so many cuts oml.
There was this concrete thing and being the idiot I am I walked down it and since there was water and also algae I slipped and I scraped the back of my thigh really bad and it hurts so much omf.
Idk why that was important but it was.
I don't really know what's going on and I'm super super hyper rn but you know.
If you want to Rp with me just ask bc I'm all about that life.
If you enjoy please vote and stuff, I always appreciate it.
If you want to make a request you can I'm open to that shit too.

((Good vibeS))

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((Due to someone asking (kind of) Josh is lb and Tyler is Dd ))

Tyler let out a soft groan as the alarm sounded, waking him and Josh up.

As soon as Tyler opened his eyes he jumped up and ran to the bathroom, emptying his stomach into the toilet.

Tyler groaned as he leaned back, wiping off his mouth. He looked up to see Josh standing in the doorway with his arms wrapped around his stuffed bunny, looking at Tyler with concern.

Josh frowned as he looked over Tyler "Is daddy sick?" He asked quietly.

Tyler nodded simply in response "Yes, daddy is. Now go to sleep, my princess. I don't wan to get you sick too." He mumbled tiredly. He moved to the sink and washed off his face. When he looked back up he jumped slightly when he saw Josh was right next to him.

"I wanna help, daddy." He pouted slightly. "You're sick and I wanna help," he repeated.

Tyler sighed. He knew there was nothing he could do at this point. Josh had his heart set on helping his daddy get better and if Tyler said anything it would most likely just cause Josh to end up crying and and making Tyler feel even worse cause he hurt his baby boy.

He let out a soft sigh "Ok... You can help daddy." He said, moving and sneezing into his inner arm aka elbow pit.

"Bless you," Josh said, taking Tylers hand and dragging him back to the bedroom.

Josh laid Tyler down and tucked him in. He handed Tyler his pink stuffed bunny "Here, Daddy. He'll help you feel better." He smiled proudly.

Tyler just gave him a small and tired smile. He may have felt like crap but Josh was helping him feel at least a little bit better. After all, it was difficult to feel bad at all when someone as cute and sweet as Josh is around.

Josh smiled back at him before lighting up and running out of the room. Tyler watched as Josh rushed out, raising an eyebrow. "Baby? What are you doing?" He called out.

When he got no response he sighed and just laid there until Josh got back. Josh came back a couple seconds later, holding his favorite blanket. "Here, daddy. Blanky will help you sleep too. And then you'll feel all better!" He smiled widely, laying the blanket over Tyler as he spoke.

Tyler smiled at his baby boy again and said "Thank you, sweetie. You're so thoughtful." Josh smiled at his daddy "Anything for you." Tyler nodded slightly and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Tyler woke up a few hours later to an odd smell. He got up, and walked downstairs to the kitchen, leaving Joshes blanket and stuffed animal behind. "Sweetie? What are you doing?" He asked as he stepped into the kitchen.

Josh jumped at the sudden voice. "Oh daddy don't be mad. I know I'm not suppose to touch the stove because it's for big boys but I figured I was big enough to do it and I thought you might be hungry so I started making some soup." He exclaimed, stepping away from the oven and looking up at Tyler with wide, doe like eyes.

Tyler sighed softly, too tired to be angry or upset with Josh "You should have told me, sweetie. You could have gotten hurt." He said, stepping over and kissing Joshes forehead.

Josh nodded "O-okay. I'm sorry daddy." He said quietly.

Tyler nodded "Its ok sweetie." He said softly. He said, ruffling Joshes pretty pink hair. He kissed his forehead and coughed softly "I think I'll go lay back down. You be careful in here. I don't want my little princess getting hurt." He smiled tiredly before going back upstairs.

Not too long after that Josh was prancing in happily with a bowl of chicken noodle soup in his hands. "Daddy, daddy! I did it!" He giggled. He almost started rubbing over but he remembered he had hot soup and he didn't want to hurt himself or his daddy.

Tyler rolled over and smiled "Hey, princess... What's that?" He asked as he sat up a litrle. "Its the soup I made you!" Josh exclaimed proudly as he set the bowl down in Tyler's lap.

Tyler smiled widely at his little boy, so proud of him. "Wow, thank you sweetie. It looks delicious."

The soup really did hit the spot. Tyler was feeling good in no time.

Josh on the other hand was not. The next day when they woke up Josh was sick.

Time to make more chicken noodle soup.

Complete trash = My writing