hello, angels. happy thanksgiving to all my american readers :-)
i know i posted a chapter yesterday but i decided to treat you all to a thanksgiving themed fic
i was looking at my demographics on this book and i am so amazed. i have readers from argentina and spain and norway and sweden and russia and romania and greece and indonesia and france and italy and so many other countries like im so fucking shocked and happy and i love every single one of you and i'm so thankful for every single one of you for reading and voting and commenting and uguuahfiakf i love you
anyways, without further ado,
enjoy.
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This Thanksgiving might have been his best yet.
Joshua stretched back on the sofa. He dragged his sore ankles (courtesy of yesterday's shopping trip) up onto the coffee table, undoing the zipper and popping open the buttons on his jeans. There were few occasions where he wouldn't control his intake of food, but Jordan had found this amazing diner, plates heaped high with turkey, mashed potatoes and gravy and weird, but tasty bread things Jordan called popovers.
Oh, and don't even get Joshua started on the pie. No, seriously, don't even ask him how many pieces he ate and in how many different varieties. As far as Joshua was concerned, trying to stay one step ahead of his workout routine earned him a good meal or two. Even Jordan had somewhat indulged after Joshua wouldn't stop pushing turkey on him, and that was if indulged meant shredding the turkey to put on his salad. At least Jordan had pie; it would've been a crime if he hadn't.
"Good meal, Joshy?" Tyler heavily plopped down onto the couch beside Joshua, taking up as much of the couch as he possibly could. There would have been a time where Joshua would glare, or at least button his pants back up, but Jordan had been labeling them a thing behind Joshua's back to Ashley the last month or so. Which wasn't exactly a lie.
Whatever Joshua and Tyler had was tentative at best, which was how Joshua liked it anyway. He'd dated guys before, but not exactly guys with a mind like Tyler. Not that he didn't trust Tyler, because he did, because he had to if he wanted to be in any sort of anything with the trickster himself. Whether it was love or mutual obligation with a side of love that kept them together, that made them prone to share a bed and watch TV together and curl up under the stars when they were in a part of the country where they were most visible, Joshua didn't know.
Whatever they had felt deep, though. Jordan had got this out of him and told Joshua that it was a good thing. That it wasn't something to run and hide from.
Joshua had done that already, running and hiding for a while until Tyler honest to god coaxed him out of the shell he was hiding in and promptly started courting Joshua, or whatever the hell you wanted to call it.
There were candlelit dinners and coconut cream pies and white carnations. Roses were lustful and erotic, Tyler argued. Carnations were more mellowed down, but they weren't any less powerful in their intent. Joshua hadn't wanted to ask about that intent, but he still wondered about it even now. He refused to look up carnations online and took pains to make sure Jordan didn't find out about it, since he would no doubt tell Joshua exactly what they meant. He preferred to keep it up in the air. If it was some joke then he would let Tyler play with him on it.
He was more concerned that it wasn't a joke, that it meant something Joshua wasn't ready to learn.
There was a lot about Tyler that Joshua wasn't sure he wanted to know about. Joshua was in a good mood tonight, so he felt more than a little indulgent. "You should've seen all the pies, man. Pecan, Pumpkin, Boston Cream," Tyler scooted closer to Joshua and he trailed off, letting the boy onto his lap.
"Belly rub?" The younger offered, hands already splayed out on Joshua's slightly distended belly. Joshua liked that about Tyler. He never went about and just did something anymore, he always asked. Like he didn't need Joshua to say yes but he wanted him to. "Yeah," Joshua breathed out. If he wasn't breathless at Tyler's intimacy then he definitely was when Tyler started rubbing his stomach in all the right places with just the perfect amount of pressure. Joshua enjoyed that it wasn't just sex all the time with them. If he wasn't in the mood, then he could just chill on the couch with Tyler, who would keep his hands off Joshua if Joshua asked.
He kinda liked Tyler's hands on him, though. Tyler stole the remote with one hand still massaging Joshua's belly, turning the channel to some weird animal show. This usually annoyed Joshua, but tonight he was content to just sit back and let Tyler have what he wanted. It wasn't much, it was becoming less and less as he and Tyler started to become more and more of a thing. God, he hated that word.
"So I guess that means you're too stuffed to try my chocolate pie then, hmm?"
Joshua reddened as Tyler pressed his nose against Joshua's ear, moving his hands away from Joshua's stomach but then wrapping an arm languidly around Joshua's waist. Tyler pushed back against the cushions and Joshua followed, trapped in Tyler's lap now despite seconds ago merely falling into his lap and then resting there. The mention of more pie sounded good to him then, and he didn't want to hurt Tyler's feelings, but there was a wicked smirk on Tyler's lips and Joshua pinched the flesh at Tyler's waist in retaliation.
Tyler squirmed but he didn't release Joshua from his hold. "Don't be cruel, Tyler. You've never been one to withhold pie from me."
"Don't think I'm one to withhold anything from you, butthead. If you want to be fair here."
Joshua sighed sleepily in acquiescence and Tyler shifted, maneuvering them into a much more comfortable position. The tight hold on Joshua didn't bother him then, he was too cozy to protest. "You save a slice for me tomorrow and we'll spend the day in bed together. I know you've been saving up a bottle of whip cream." The boy chuckled, ruffling Joshua's hair and pressing a kiss into Joshua's cheek.
"Sounds like a plan."
hi i hope u all have a wonderful thanksgiving if you celebrate it, make sure to eat lots of food and stay safe and watch out for your crazy drunk aunt :-) ♡
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