Hear Me, Josh (Joshler) **COMPLETED**

16. Happiness .

(Josh POV)

I wake up before Tyler, like always. He cuddled up against me still from last night. Last night.  God all I can think about is last night. It was so pure, so special, it was just about us. I wanted to make it all about him, since he's had a rough year. He deserves every happy thing he can get.

I check the time an it's 10:00am. We have to be out of the room atleast 4:00pm, which I think is ignorant, considering the hotel is the one receiving my money. But whatever, we will go back home and return to our normal lives. Well whatever normal is considered.

I let Tyler sleep in for as long as possible, I actually still don't even move because i'm afraid ill wake him up. I watch him sleep; hes such a peaceful little human. He's so small, it's kinda funny, but its cute. I stare at his tattoos, in awe about how much though actually went through in them. He always wanted meaning to whatever he did. I lean down an kiss his shoulder, rubbing his back in circles. 

A short while later, Tyler wakes up and yawns and immediately looks up at me. He smiles and moves a bit which makes him cringe.

Ah, I knew it was about time before the pain actually settled in. He groans, an looks up at me again.

"I knew it was gonna hurt afterwards but I didn't think it was gonna hurt this much. Seriously, I can only imagine how much the worse the pain could be if you were any bigger." He rolls his eyes and I laugh at him.

"Hey, you said you wanted to do it Ty." I look up at the ceiling and back down at him.

"Sorry it hurts so much, are you alright? I know we can't do much about the pain, I just wanna know how you're feeling." He looks at me with a straight face, giving away his answer fairly quickly.

"Okay okay, sorry Ty." I lean down an kiss him. I'm happy. He is obviously very happy, despite the pain he is in. "We gotta get going in a couple hours back home you know."

He nods, and looks towards the end of the bed, crossing his legs between mine. 

"This was really fun Jishwa, it was very nice of you, other than the current state i'm feeling right now, but other than that the past two days have been nothing but pure happiness for me. I appreciate all that you have done for me. An I'll appreciate everything else you do for me too."

I smile and pull his face up to mine and kiss him. I kiss him so much that he knows how much I love him. That he knows he has purpose. That he knows that he is my world, an nothing will ever change that.

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Hours pass, our bags are packed and in the car. We didn't want to go back, but I knew sooner or later I would have another surprise for Tyler. I do, however, plan to start playing my drums again, maybe Tyler would want to start making music or something. It's an idea never really got around too, considering these past few months have been rocky as hell.

We left around 3:00pm, so I assume we'd get home by atleast 6:00pm or 8:00pm. Assuming that is. Halfway through the drive, Tyler complains that his butt hurts an he wants to get up and walk. Along with his annoying complaints about his butt hurting, he's also hungry. Of course, by my boyfriends demands, we pull into a Taco Bell. We walk in hand in hand, Tyler is walking funny because of his "little issue". I laugh at him and he pouts an crosses his arms. I kiss him on the cheek before opening the door for him. There's no line, surprisingly. Tyler walks around as much as he can before we sit down to eat.

"Hey Josh?" Tyler says while stuffing his face with a taco.

"Hmm?" I give him a curious look, only preparing for what he's gonna say to me.

"I wrote a song about Taco Bell one day. I was eating Taco Bell when I wrote it, and I actually think I ate the same thing back then too. When we get in the car, do you want me to sing it for you.?" He gives me the face of a five year old who is begging not to go to bed.

Well, actually Tyler does beg. Pretty good that is. That's besides the point though.

I roll my eyes and laugh and look down at the table, crumbling up the food wrappers. "Of course you can Tyler, of course you can." His face lights up, hes actually really excited. 

We sit an talk for a bit. We joked and laughed for ten minutes straight, we were both in tears. He talked about the past few days and how happy he's been lately. He genuinely loved it, I expected him too, but his happiness was beyond what I thought it would be. He makes me proud, he's come a very long way.

We sit in the car, and I drive for a half hour or so before Tyler speaks.

"Can I sing you my song about Taco Bell now?" 

I smile and nod, putting my hand over to him and entwining our fingers.

"Nacho bell grande, Cheesy gordita. I like your nachos like diarrhea. Man, I really like taco bell. I know I can't watch you make my food. Drop it on the floor, I think it's rude. Man, I really like taco bell."

I stare at the road as I drive and squeeze Tyler's hand.  Tyler keeps singing the rest of the song, and I can't help but laugh. As I look forward at the road ahead of us, I smile.

My boyfriend is the smallest, cutest, weirdest human being alive.

 And I love every bit of him.