Hey guy's! I haven't gotten a response for a name for the baby girl, but as soon as I get one, I will update asap. So for now, in this chapter, I'll make a Joshler little fluff.
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Josh's Point of View.
I was playing my drums, and looking at Tyler's music sheet, while he went to the bathroom. It was almost an hour until he came out and I was getting really worried. I got up and started looking around at his wall, that was until I heard -
"Josh!" Tyler screams with a cry, and I immediately run towards the bathroom. "Josh, Help!" He screams again and I break the door open, seeing Tyler crying on the ground. I slide to my bum and scoot towards him, pulling him onto my lap.
"Sh,Sh. I'm here. I'm here. Is it Blurryface?" I whisper, soothing him softly. He nods, letting out a small, strangled cry. "It's okay. I've got you. He's not going to get you, baby." I whisper, leaning against the sink. We sat there for two hours, while he gave strangled sobs, shaking in my arms. I close my eyes, kissing his head. "It's okay, baby." I whisper again, and he looks up at me.
"W-Why does he torment me, J-Josh. W-Why? I-I.." He cries, I look at him with sadness.
"I don't know, Ty. I don't know." I tell him, kissing his forehead that was covered in sweat but I didn't care. He lays his head back onto my shoulder, and I slowly stand up, keeping him in my arms. I walk upstairs, seeing his mom look up and cock her head to the side. I mouth out "Blurryface". She immediately understood, I walk up the next flight of stairs and we enter his bedroom. I lay us on the bed, and I face him.
"Jo-Josh.. W-Why do you like me?" He asks me, terror and depression lacing his voice, his lower lip trembling.
"Why do I like you? Which way, baby?" I ask, giving a gentle grin.
"B-Boyfriend. B-Both." He whispers, closing his eyes.
"Okay. I like you because you care about everyone else before yourself, that's bad but it shows that you're such an amazing person Tyler. You, also, always have a little twinkle in your eyes, when you are singing to me or friends. You always smile when I start talking or humming. You have gorgeous brown eyes. You may have crooked bottom teeth but they make you even more beautiful than you already are. You have a slim body but a built one at the same time. You take care of your family, and friends and myself. You love everything and everyone." I tell him, and he smiles, looking at me. "You laugh at me jokes. That's number one up there." I tell him, making him laugh loudly. I smile, watching his eye crinkle with hilarity. "That.. That's another reason." I whisper, and he looks at me, still giggling and smiling.
"W-What's that?" He asks, giggles slipping from his mouth.
"When you laugh, smile, giggle, grin... Your eyes crinkle with your laughter or smile. It's adorable..." I whisper to him, making him smile, and hug me. I hug him back, rubbing his back.
"T-Thank you." He whispers, pecking my lips. I grin, and peck his lips back. "Can we cuddle?" He asks, his small stutter leaving. I nod, opening my arms. He lays his head on my chest, and I wrap my arms around his waist protectively. "Promise, you'll keep me safe from Blurryface?" He whispers, his eyes close and placing his arm lazily on my stomach.
"I promise, baby." I whisper back, closing my eyes, both of us letting sleep take our body.
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