PLATONIC🌺⌠J.T⌡

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this chapter is for prittityler because i love her with all of my entire being.

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"BEAR?"

"What? What's wrong?"

"Can... can I have some soup?"

"A'course, peach. Anythin' else?"

"Um, c-can y'bring me a blanket too? Please? A-and t-the land before time?"

"Anythin' for my baby."

After Josh gathered the varies items Tyler had requested, he rushed into the den, eyes landing on the small boy strewn across the couch. He was lying on his stomach, his knees bent with his calves swinging in the air, covered in gray knee-highs. His pretty face was smushed into a couch cushion while his body was adorned in his favorite navy panties and Josh's NASA shirt, pooling around his hips. He was giggling quietly at the cartoon on the television; it seemed to be Wile E. Coyote and the Road Runner.

Josh was just swooning.

"For my lovely, beautiful, gorgeous, pretty, wonderful, adorable, absolutely stunnin' peach, I offer the finest t'mato soup there is t'offer."

Tyler turned his head, a dimpled smile gracing his face and his small feet swinging wildly. Josh was down on one knee, bowing his head with a fresh bowl of soup in his outstretched hand. Tyler giggled wildly, turning onto his side and poking Josh's nose, a smile breaking out on the older's face.

"With milk, just how I like?"

"With milk, just how y'like."

Tyler clapped excitedly, sitting up on the couch and patting the spot beside him. Josh grinned, placing the soup on the coffee table. He was just about the sit down before popping back to his feet, snapping his fingers. Tyler pouted curiously, but Josh just kissed his button nose, getting up and grabbing the movie Tyler had requested.

"Oh, goodness! I almost forgot 'bout the movie. Which one did y'get, bear?"

"I got..." Josh checked the tape's box. "IX." Tyler cocked his head.

"IX? What does that mean?"

Josh slid the movie into the VCR before sinking comfortingly into the couch cushions, pulling Tyler onto his lap and making the younger squeal. "It means number-nine, baby," Josh hummed, pecking the brunette's cheek. Tyler's eyes widened.

"Journey to big water?!"

"Mhm."

"My favorite!" Tyler squealed. Josh just laughed, resting his chin on the younger's shoulder as he settled into his lap. "I know, peach."

As the movie began to start, Josh reached for the tomato soup on the table, carefully holding it in his hand as he blew on it softly to cool it off. He took a spoonful of the soup, nibbling softly on the junction of Tyler's neck and murmuring, "Open wide, peach." Tyler giggled cutely, arms thrown around Josh's shoulders.

"I can feed myself, silly bear."

"I know y'can feed yourself, but I want t'feed ya', so c'mon, open up."