low frequency 『book one』

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「15歳」

Joshua had it in his best mind to talk to River two months ago, after the incident, and since then they've come to an understanding. To say the least, Joshua felt relieved, and well, River still couldn't really get over his small (huge) crush on little love Tyler. Brendon was still Brendon, not to mention always making crush jokes that flustered up River, and Tyler, well, he forgave River, and even apologized for acting the way he did.

River only shook his head vigorously, and spoke with hesitance as he stated that it wasn't Tyler's fault at all.

Things were okay, tension dissipating, and the standing four friends who hung around the forest in the back of Joshua and Tyler's houses as if they were on top of the world.

Winter day's brought cold noses, and blushing lips. Cheeks high with flush that spread from the tips of their noses to the high points of their ears, and eyes droopy with icicles. They shared warmth in their breath that overwhelmed the cold air, and the cherishing the mittens upon their hands, the knits upon their heads, and the scarfs around their necks.

Things were okay.

On top of the world.

Small fifteen year old's on top of the world.

They've built a safe haven next to the stream the ran to a river not far from where it was, and Tyler always seemed to wander there with Joshua when the other two weren't attending.

Which brings us to now.

Joshua's arms were wrapped tight around Tyler, kissing upon his cheeks and getting that heavenly giggle. Both were wrapped in a huge fleece blanket, and minds whirling with adoration for one another.

"Jishwa-" He paused to giggle once more, a pair of soft lips meeting the corner of his, and Joshua grinned, leaning his forehead to Tyler's temple. "Jishwa."

It was a whine, a heavenly pitched tone, and Joshua peaked his eyes to his little love, emotion running wild within irises, and smiles close to haven.

"More." Tyler whispered, mouths leaning closer, and closer, and so Joshua complied, lips upon plump ones so endearing, so beautiful, and so perfect. A staccato of delicate pecks, and echoing laughs between their warm air.

Joshua's gentle hands cupped Tyler's chin, thumb tracing upon the pure, tan skin as if he were made of glass, as if he were the most delicate little love of this universe, and Tyler closed their space. Their lips pealing away within seconds, and a sudden flustered red growing brighter as Tyler fluttered his eyes closed.

"I just remembered something."

And the curly brunet, who had now shaved the sides of his head, with the help of his mother, who was absolutely overjoyed at the outcome.

The cherry cheek brunet let out an airy giggle, eyes wild as they peered up to his love. "Remember when you asked me if you wanted to French kiss two years ago?"

Joshua let out a chuckle, his tummy growing with butterflies, and chest aching from the smile upon Tyler's cheeks.

"Don't laugh!" Tyler mumbled, softly hitting Joshua's chest, and getting another overjoyed chuckle from the older boy. "This is serious, I literally didn't know what you meant!"