The Talk (That One?)

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"Joshua Gabriel Matthews!"

Fear.

That was the only word that could even begin to describe how scared Josh felt when he saw Shawn burst through the door of his and Maya's apartment. The door flew open, a loud crack heard as it slammed into the wall on the other side. The young man scrambled to regain his composure, his body rigid on the couch. Shawn searched the room, eyes locking on the Matthews boy.

"Shawn," Josh cleared his threat awkwardly, scratching the back of his head with a sheepish smile. "What brings you here?" Not that Josh had done anything wrong, but Shawn always found something to call him out on, especially since he was dating his only daughter.

"You. . . Scum! You've defiled my daughter!" Josh winced, preparing to recite his practically practiced apology.

"I know you're mad, and I'm sorry Shawn-"
He paused, doing a double take.

"Wait, what did you say?"

Shawn came closer, an accusing finger pointed straight at his face. Josh leaned back, growing more and more confused with each passing second.

"You slept with my daughter!"

Josh.exe has stopped working.

"I did?"

"Don't play dumb with me, you filthy boy!" Josh stood up, holding his hands up in defense.  Shawn glared at him, fists close to the young man's face.

"I think I would've remembered that. . . " Josh joked, offering an innocent and awkward smile at his girlfriend's father. Josh was sure this was all one huge misunderstanding.  At that moment, Maya came out of their shared room, wearing nothing but his t-shirt and bright red underwear.

Shawn was speechless, mouth hanging open and finger pointing to his adopted daughter like she was a monster.

"Shawn," Josh said, "It's not what it looks like."

Maya wiped at her tired eyes before casually waving to her father's frozen figure. Still half asleep, she didn't seem to know what was going on at the moment.

"Hey Dad." She yawned, arms stretched out as her underwear became more visible.

"Maya, put some pants on!" Josh whisper-yelled, pushing her back towards their bedroom.

"You rapist!" Shawn shouted, baffled at the sight of Maya in that condition. Josh sighed as Maya disappeared back into the room. He turned to face Shawn once again.

"Listen Shawn, I'll admit to you that we have done things, but we've never done that." His wording was awkward, but honest. And after a few minutes of silence, Shawn seems to register that he was telling the truth.

"Fine. You're off the hook this time Matthews, but when you do end up taking my daughter's virginity you better give me a call."

Josh grimaced. "Yeah, I'm not doing that."

"Why not?" Shawn asked.

"Right, like I'm actually going to call you up and say that your daughter lost her virginity." Josh rolled his eyes and offered a nervous smile before walking Shawn towards the door. As Shawn stepped out he seemed relax, and he trusted Josh more than he would ever admit. Then Josh shut the door behind him and he smiled to himself.

Until he heard his daughter shout from inside the apartment.

"Is he gone?! Can we have sex now?"

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