The bathroom fic // joshler

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" Goodnight my pretty flower boy✨"
Josh would whisper to himself imagining the soft boy lying next to him on the duvet, shaping out circles into his back with his thumb.

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"goodnight josh" A faint voice would say in the back of his mind, then josh would sleep in a deep slumber, not waking up until the next afternoon..