I let Josh win most rounds, and he smiled because of that. "Stop letting me win Tyler, that's mean." I bury my head into his neck. "But I like how happy you get when you win."
He kisses my head. "You're cute."
"You're dad."
"Correction, daddy." We both laugh. "I'm glad you're still alive and with me Josh. It means the world." I sigh.
"I'm happy I'm alive too."
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THIS CHAPTER WAS CUTE FLUFF BECAUSE. IM ALSO WRITING A SHIT RYDEN STORY.
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Love (not)//Joshler
Fanfictiontyler is done with josh's shit. -lowercase intended- trigger warning- daddy kink, dirty talk,cussing, etc