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(Josh's POV)

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(Josh's POV)

I woke up to the sound of birds chirping and a very lovely boy pressed against my chest. Tyler fell asleep later than I did. He was most likely staring at me the whole time, or just enjoy the moment. He's been doing that a lot more now since we became engaged. I mean, he did it before but not as much as he has been. It's a wonderful feeling.

Love, that is. Tyler is home. Entirely, simply, home. 

I decided to just stay the way I was an admire the precious small boy that is pressed against me. He was sleeping so soundly, probably one of the best nights he has slept. Tyler always seems to sleep much better when hes against me. I'm definitely not complaining though, I love his attention.

Tyler started to shift around my arms, giving me a sign that he's awake. I lean down to kiss his cheek, immediately feeling his lips curve into a smile.

"Good morning Joshie." He kisses my neck before sitting up a bit. "I slept good last night, considering we slept in your car. Or maybe it was because I slept next to you. I love sleeping next to you."

I giggle to myself, before reaching up and putting my hand on his chest. He feels warm. I feel his heart beating against his chest, giving me a sense of happiness that Tyler Robert Joseph is alive. Alive here with me.

He puts his hand over my, entwining our fingers. He takes my hand an brings it up to his lips, kissing my fingers before putting our hands in his lap. He looks down an plays with my fingers.

"Josh?" He has worry in his voice.

"Yeah babylove?." 

"Are we gonna make music later?"

I sit up an pull him into my lap, wrapping my arms around him and kissing his shoulder. 

"Of course Ty, we're gonna make music later. We're gonna make some great music, I can already tell." 

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4:00pm

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Putting the car in park, I sigh an stare at our apartment.  I love where we live, I just wish we had a bigger place or lived in a different area. Ohio is perfectly fine, we just need a change. I look over an Tyler is asleep.  I shake him a little before moving a little closer.

"Ty baby, were home. Do you wanna go make some music with me?" 

He seems to wake up rather quickly, because he woke up an looked at me before placing a kiss on my lips.

"Yes Joshie, I wanna go make music right now."

I have never seen him jump out of the car so fast. He even left his bag in the backseat. I smile to myself before getting both of our bags and bringing them inside.

I set them into our bedroom, seeing that Tyler has already taken out his keyboard and is sitting on our bed. He's playing some random chords until i'm ready.

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"Cmon Joshie I wanna play music with you!" Tyler yells from the bedroom. I went to take a shower, a quick one, I intended. I look in the mirror an my hair has faded more. I'll ask Tyler what color I should dye it next. 

I walk out of the bathroom, wearing only sweatpants. Tyler stares at me, an I laugh.

"Can't take your eyes off of me, huh baby boy?" His face turns a shade of red before covering his face with his hands. "Well lets make music, yes?" 

I set up my kit before grabbing my drum sticks out from the dresser. It's been awhile since I have played, I wonder if I still got what I had before. Tyler sits on the bed and watches me tap various parts of the drums. "Ready, baby boy?" I wink at him and he sits on the edge of his bed before coming to a realization.

"Oh, Josh! I wrote a song awhile ago. I already have the words and the chords to it! I'll sing an play it one time, an the next you can add whatever you feel works best. Is that a good idea?." 

Tyler begins to play, and all I can do admire how he sings, how he plays, and how he is as a person.

"Oh, Miss Believer, my pretty sleeper

Your twisted mind is like snow on the road

Your shaking shoulders prove that it's colder

Inside your head than the winter of dead

I will tell you I love you

But the muffs on your ears will cater your fears

My nose and feet are running as we start

To travel through snow

Together we go

Together we go

We get colder

As we grow older

We will walk

So much slower

Oh, Miss Believer, my pretty weeper

Your twisted thoughts are like snow on the rooftops

Please, take my hand, we're in foreign land

As we travel through snow

Together we go

Together we go

We get colder

As we grow older

We will walk

So much slower"


All I could do was smile at him. I didn't realize that I started crying midway through, I only was able to notice because Tyler leaned over a wiped a tear from my cheek.

"Babyboy, that was beautiful." 

Tyler looked up at me from his piano and gave me a warm smile, setting his hands down in his lap. "Joshie that song was about you. I know I said miss, but you're pretty like a lady Joshie." He blows me a kiss an I laugh to myself.

 I guess I'll take that as a compliment.

We talked for awhile, before playing the song again except I would play along. Although what I played wasn't overly fantastic, the song still sounded pretty good.

-

A couple hours have passed, we were sitting in the living room eating pizza and watching the news. A report flashed on the television, showing all different things happening in Ohio. Some being beautiful, others being utterly stupid and disgusting. 

"This state sure can be something else sometimes." Tyler says with a mouthful of pizza, "Like, some days they're will be something about the local Taco Bell being robbed, an then sometimes you'll see something about a family winning money or whatever from that stupid lottery."

I laugh an put my empty plate down. "Ty baby, I don't think the lottery would be that stupid if we won or had that much money." I sign an kiss his cheek. "You never know baby. Miracles can happen."

Tyler puts his plate down too, and turns to sit on my lap, putting his his hands on my face an rubbing my cheeks with his thumbs.

"You, Joshua Dun, happened to be the biggest miracle that has ever happened in my entire life."

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