Lips Lickin' Lolli's For Money • Joshler One-Shot Stories

•Boss: Josh Dun.5•

"Like a date?"

Tyler asked. He raised his right hand to scoot the glasses that have fallen to the tip of his nose. He took in a small sniffle, bouncing his leg at a fast pace. He watched as Josh stood up from the desk, his eyes going to the darkened desk that if you looked close enough had a few scratch marks.

Tyler's eye twitched, but only because of the nerves that were building up inside of him. They fucked, twice now, blown each other off, Josh has eaten him out, they grinded on each other. Why was he nervous now?

"Don't overthink too much on the date part, Tyler," Josh spoke softly, unbuttoning his blazer so he could lean on the desk more comfortably. "Instead, like a business meeting, we do have to discuss a few things, like I believe you don't own a passport, yes?"

Tyler shook his head, "I never thought of it. I never thought about visiting outside of the country." Tyler told him, letting his hands fall on his sock covered knees. "Will we be leaving the country soon?"

"No no, of course not. We have to stay national, but it's great to have when things come up unexpected." Josh persuaded, moving then to sit in the other plush armchair by Tyler. "But we are going to Ohio, next week most likely."

"Why such short notice?"

"Well, that was what this dinner is for." Josh smiled at him. "You'll be my guest, you'll be taking notes and being my assistant. Waters, drinks, whatever else I may need. Anything."

"Anything?"

Josh's smile only widened, he then reached into his blazer, pulling out a yellow thin sheet and placing it in Tyler's hand gently. "Be at this address tonight at seven. Dress casual, you don't have to dress up too much."

"Is that your way of saying you want me to dress in the shortest skirt I have?" Josh didn't answer, yet Tyler quirked an eyebrow at him. "Also, you still have my underwear, I expect them back tonight, yes?"

"No."

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Tyler sat quietly at the table, watching Josh with an apron around his waist as he trampled around the kitchen. It was a simple dinner, spaghetti, and meat with white french bread on the side. Tyler bit his lip, patting down the black skirt that was super flowy.

Not one he would wear at work, it was more junior than professional. But it didn't matter, he was nervous as he tapped his foot, the sound of soft soothing music filling in the silence that wrapped around the boiling of water.

Josh unraveled the apron around him, letting out a sigh when the bread was set atop the stove. "I'm gonna allow everything to cool down before we eat. How about we get down to business?" he told the younger and Tyler just smiled.

He felt super awkward, not knowing where to put his hands, whether to cross his legs or not. Make sure not to make eye contact with Josh because, fuck, he looked amazing in just a black button-up and jeans.

It made Tyler's eyes water, "curse you, Joshua Dun." Tyler whispered to himself as Josh sat at the table opening the laptop.

"So, we have an appointment in New York with a smaller building. It's not as big as yours was, smaller actually, but the people there are super nice. One of my old friends runs that building. Another will be in Ohio, just as a resting stop for a couple days and then going up to Washington State-"

"Wait," Tyler interjected, "When will we even leave?"

"Next week, Thursday, you have five days to pack. We will still be working while traveling, it'll just be much more complex as everything will be via email and no printing press like we are used to." Josh smirked at him, scanning over his laptop. "Problem?"

"Nope," Tyler told him, popping the 'p'. But really deep down there was.

"Okay, as I was saying, after our visit to Seattle, we are going to come back, you will have two days to yourself. You will suffer from jet lag. So take it easy and make sure to stay hydrated and eat." Josh pointed at him with a stern look.

"Yes sir," Tyler whispered.

Josh smirked again, leaning back in his seat before patting his lap. It was then that Tyler perked up and murmured under his breath 'finally'. He stood eagerly, making his way to Josh and sitting on his lap, straddling him and wrapping his hands around his neck.