Dulcet (TylerxBrendonxJosh)

4. Coffee

Start song Home by philip phillips?

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Josh wakes up with sunlight irritating his eyes, he's warm, his duvet is throw on the floor and he's wrapped himself around one of his pillows. He pulls the pillow closer in comfort, Josh always wants comfort. He pulls it from everywhere. His toes curl and he lets out a loud breath.

His cats aren't on the edge of his bed, they aren't curled up by him. They usually sleep by him, warm and just there. His cats had always been there beside him while he slept and as he squirms in bed for comfort, fingers scratching at the sheets he realizes that they aren't there.

It doesn't take long for him to draw the conclusion that his cats had betrayed him and slept alongside Brendon on his too small couch. Josh had checked up on Brendon multiple times throughout the night and each time he felt creepier because Brendon had barely moved, his fingers were curled around the blanket Josh had thrown on top of him and his legs were pulled up close to his stomach. He was picturesque.

Josh doesn't move until he hears footsteps creaking around his house and tiny meows. Josh isn't even weirded out, having someone in the house doesn't weird him out. Even if this person is a stranger, a stranger who his cats like better than him. He doesn't move until he hears water running in the kitchen.

Having strangers over isn't weird, it's not unfamiliar to Josh and the biggest difference is that for once he didn't sleep with this stranger. Brendon's different he tells himself, over and over. Usually he'd be on his back, he'd be on top, he'd be panting and moaning, sometimes he'd be on his knees, he would beg and Josh would be needy the moment he's behind closed doors. Not always though. He prefers people coming to his place, theres a sense of security bringing them over, it's more comfortable for him although now having a stranger know his address. If they can't make it to his place, it's somewhere else. Somewhere where they shouldn't be fucking and Josh is fine with that too. By now Josh and Brendon would've fucked but for once Josh holds off on the offer he'd received and Brendon respects it and he stays and he sleeps with Josh's cats curled up on his chest.

There's more noise outside his room and he takes that as his final cue to get up, he's lazy, his hair is messy and in every direction and he doesn't even bother putting on clothes, which leaves him in spider man boxer briefs and a long shirt. His feet are cold and he crosses his arms to warm himself up when he reaches the kitchen.

Brendon's still on the couch, he's on his phone texting, legs hanging off the arms of the couch, head on the cushions. Oscar is on his stomach and Josh can't help but stare for a second.

He smiles.

Brendon looks over, he smiles too and puts down his phone, holding himself up by an elbow to see Josh better. "Morning." He says. He looks much more put together than Josh, his clothes from last night are still on, his skin is clear and he's clearly in a good mood.

"Hey." Josh is quiet, Brendon backs off immediately and makes no attempts at conversation, he diverts back to the two cats sitting on him.

Josh is glad. He's still only half awake as he takes slow attentive steps to the corner of his kitchen where his prized coffee maker stands.

He turns to Brendon with a raised eyebrow. "Coffee?" He asks tiredly, Keurig already heating up the water.

"Please."

Josh nods, Josh makes them coffee while Brendon plays with the two cats, they jump around him and rub against him and Oscar sits on one of his legs while Bear snuggles into his stomach causing Brendon to lay down. He pets them and the apartment is quiet other than Brendon whispering to the cats and Josh taking out mugs and creamer.