Uh oh // T.J

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"It's here!" I yell excitedly. "What's here?" I hear from upstairs. "Our dresser!" I yell back. I then hear pounding steps on the stairs. I look next to me and see Tyler beaming. "It is!" He exclaims along with me. "Now, let's get it in the house." I say.

~Time skip to getting it in the living room~

"Alright.. where are we gonna put this?" He asks, hand on his hip. "Hmm..." I start, looking around the room. He looks at the box and sighs.

I chuckle and shake my head. "What?" He asks. "We probably should've thought this through." I reply, looking back at the box. He snickers at our poor judgement, "I mean.. yeah. We probably should've."

"Well.. should it go in our room or.." I ask, starting to trail off. "Well, we did get it for the 'aesthetic'. So, I suppose we should put it in there." He replies, looking at me.

"Okay, let's go." I say, walking over to the heavy container. He walks over to the other side and we both pick it up from each side and carefully walk to our room. With the occasional 'To the left.. wait.. back up.. wait, hold on, I don't have a good grip' sayings here and there.

Finally, we put it in our room and step back, already exhausted. "Well.. uh.. it's a start." He says, which makes me chuckle. "Yeah. Now we just have to do the fun part of putting it all together." I reply. He groans and throws his head back.

"Can we take a well earned break? Come on champ, we deserved it." He says, putting his arm around me. I sigh and facepalm. "When are we gonna get to it? Hmm?" I ask, looking over at him.

He thinks for a second and responds with a smirk. "When we feel like it." I smile and shake my head. "Tyler, by the time you'll 'want' to work on it, we'll have to go to bed. And besides, you'll be at the studio all day tomorrow." I say.

He sighs and asks nervously, "You're coming along tomorrow.. aren't you?" I shrug and bite my lip. "I mean.. I don't know yet. I wanna go so bad but.. I just.. I don't know." I say. He now wraps me in a hug. "I really hope you're coming at least for a few hours. I told Josh you were coming and he was really excited."

I frown and melt into the hug. "We'll see, okay?" He hugs me a little bit tighter and we stand like this for a while. Tyler then decides to confess something, "You smell really good by the way." I giggle and I can only imagine the smile on his face.

I pull back and look at him. "Well.. are we gonna build this thing?" He nods excitedly with a big smile.

~time skip~

"

Tyler!" I exclaim. He giggles and falls on the bed. "I'm sorry!" He says through his giggle fits. I sigh and facepalm, unable to hide my smile.

"I'm honestly just surprised it didn't break." He nodded. "Honestly." I chuckle and look at the instructions. "So, this.." I start, picking up a piece of wood. "Goes.. here. And.. wait." I say, confused.

He chuckles again, "Lemme see." He says, getting off the bed and walking over to me. He takes a look at the instructions and sighs. "Why couldn't we just hire someone?" I ask, clearly annoyed. "Hire someone? HIRE SOMEONE? Heck no! We're gonna do it ourselves! We're more than capable of this, don't give up!" He exclaims, wrapping his arms around me.

I sigh and shake my head. "I'm gonna go and continue. Okay?" He says, walking back over to the pile of wood and nails. I smile and take out my phone. The picture is Tyler in a pile of 'stuff'.

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(A/N: I know this isn't related to it but there's literally nothing else sorry)

I smile and throw my phone on the bed and go to walk over to help him.

~Time Skip to after building it~

We stand back and admire our work. "We did hella good." I say, looking up at his smiling face. "Heck yeah we did!" He replies, high-fiving me. "We actually did something productive. Wow." I say, shocked.

" I say, shocked

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He snickered. "We're productive all the time! What are you talking  about!?" He responds, his voice dripping with sarcasm. I shake my head with a big smile. "Mhm. Literally so much. We should win a trophy." He laughed.

Suddenly, something catches my eye. "Hey? What's tha-" I start, but a cracking sound cuts me off. The dresser comes crashing to the ground. "No!" I yell, going over to the dresser and kneeling down. I pick up one of the knobs and sigh.

I look back up at Tyler, who's holding the most important screw, his broad smile giving it all away. I can't help but laugh at the situation. He bursts out laughing too. "Why do we even try?" I ask, now crying from laughter. "I don't even know." He replies through his laughter too.

He gets down next to me and we just laughed.. for a while. "Okay, okay. Maybe we should ask someone to help us."

A/N: THAT WAS HECKA CUTE

And honestly (if you couldn't tell) i've never actually been to Ikea. Let alone assemble furniture.

But I thought this was a cute idea and yeah.

ALSO

I'M GONNA INCLUDE PICTURES FROM NOW ON, I LIKE THAT IDEA.

OKAY BYE, I LOVE YOU

Final word count: 932 words

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