Joshler Oneshots

Our Petal

Description: Tyler is a psychologist whom has been busy with his new private practice. Leaving his husband, Joshua to do most of the parenting for their daughter. Aka Tyler doesn't realize he's hurting Josh and Josh just wants to be good to his husband.

Tyler Joesph-Dun
I trudge through the heavy door after a twelve hour day at the new office. Things are making out extremely well. We are gaining clients almost everyday. Sadly, considering we opened up a short while ago we are on a tight budget. This doesn't provide me a lot for labor costs so a majority of the work falls onto me. I don't mind though because this is what I have always planned. It's been my dream since I was in high school and it feels unreal to be fulfilling it.

     I throw my files and lab coat to the side before I sneak down the dimly lit hall to my daughters bedroom. It's eight thirty so I assume Joshua already put her to bed. However, I always go in and kiss my girl goodnight. Expecting my little petal to be asleep when I slide the door open, I am surprised to find the little girl sprawled out on her floor. She has a coloring book down in front of her which, she is so concentrated on she doesn't even hear me come in. She uses one hand to litter the pages in bright yellows and pinks while, the other grips her little hello kitty flash light. Concentrating the beam to allow her to see what she's doing.

     "Rose, you know you're not supposed to be up." I say softly, as to not draw Joshua's attention to the situation. This is the first time I've seen the little one all day, so I'm taking advantage of the newly provided time with my daughter. Her eyes widen in surprise when I speak up. She lets out a small gasp as she sits up, clutching the coloring book in her tiny fingers. "Sorry da da-" she begins as tears start welling up in her innocent brown eyes. By her reaction, it's obvious she's tired. So, I try to stay as calm as possible so I don't have a tantrum on my hands. Then I would most definitely have to go get Joshua. He's the only one that can calm her when she breaks down.

     "Hey none of that, it's okay. Why don't we clean up your coloring books and then I will read you one more story before you have to go to sleep." I speak soothingly as I lean down in front of the little girl, beginning to pick up her varieties of crayons. She simply nods, joining me in putting all of her things in the appropriate places. Once we had cleanbthe small mess she runs excitedly over to her book shelf, taking her time to go through each option. Settling on a book my petal climbs into bed with me, squeezing her small frame up against my side and allowing me to wrap one arm around her.

     "Okay. The princess and the fro-" I began before she stops me. "Wait da da you're smart and I gots a question." She says looking up to me curiously. Flattery will get you no where with me except a later bedtime apparently. "What is it?" I question closing the book and looking down so I'm face to face with the little beauty. "What's a single parent?" she asks, absentmindedly playing with the shirt pocket of my scrubs.

The question takes me off guard but I have grown used to answering these kinds of questions, considering my daughter thinks of me as a walking google search engine. "Well you live in one house with two daddies. Some people live in a house with just one daddy or one mommy. Single is another word for one. So when you only have one parent they're called a single parent. Where did you hear that?" I ask urgently, it doesn't seem like a topic that she should have heard of anything about.

In response she just turns her gaze away regretfully before she shook her little head. "I won't be mad you can tell me, Rose." I say pressing the younger one to admit the answer. I wouldn't have normally thought to much of things like this but the whole situation seems off to me. "Daddy gonna be upset with me." she whispers softly, huddling in even closer to me. In response, I scoop her up in my arms and let her lay against my chest. "I won't tell Daddy as long as it's not too bad." I promise running my fingers through her slightly tangled hair.