"Honey I'm home!" Tyler screamed the phrase echoing through his apartment. Josh would usually be home before him since his shift started and ended earlier. He heard a voice from the kitchen. Tyler slammed the door behind him and took off his jacket throwing it somewhere across the room. A tidy person, he wasn't. He walked to the kitchen. "What's cooking good looking?" He cheekily said and Josh shook his head and rolled his eyes. "You're so silly, I'm making pancakes." Josh twirled his spatula around. "For dinner?" Tyler questioned. "Yeah I hope that's okay, I'm so sorry if I-" Josh began panicking. He blocked his face in self defense. "Josh calm down, it's okay, pancakes for dinner is perfect." Tyler reassured him. That's the moment Tyler realized Josh was more torn up than he thought.
