Tyler just wanted to get his college assignment done. He was doing pretty good on it too until /he/ had to interrupt.
Needless to say, the interruptions never stopped.
But Tyler got used to it.
[Warnings: swearing, underage drinking (age 19-20), kin...
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*edited*
Shutting the front door, Josh raises an eyebrow in confusion when he hears a groan from the bedroom. He jumps slightly as a loud bump sounds from the room and to the living room.
Quickly toeing his shoes off, he walks back and smirks at the view. He leans against the doorframe and stares at his fiancé's butt as the smaller boy is bent over, his black lace panties stretched perfectly over his edible cheeks.
Quietly walking over to him, he runs his hands over the brunette's butt, "Well this is a nice welcome home."
Tyler gasps and jumps up, quickly turning to face Josh, "Fuck, you scared the hell out of me."
"Sorry," Josh chuckles. "Why are you naked?"
"I'm not naked."
"Why are you only in panties, I should say."
"I wanted to change into pajamas and I was trying to get my sweatpants out of the drawer," Tyler explains pointing to the bottom drawer that is open, "but they're stuck. I've been trying to get them out for like five minutes."
"Is that why you were mooning me when I walked in?"
Bending down, Josh unwedges the sweatpants from the drawer and hands them to the brunette.
"What do you want for dinner?"
"Chicken. I've been craving it," Tyler says instantly, sliding his sweatpants up his legs.
"Okay. We'll have to go get some. You wanna come with me?"
"No. But I'll give you some money to make up for not going."
"You don't have to give me money," Josh chuckles. "I'll be back, okay?"
Tyler nods and pecks the elder's lips.
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Opening the door, Josh smiles as he sees Tyler sitting on the couch, one of their laptops set up on the table playing Blue's Clues.
"Hey, baby."
"Daddy! Wook what I dwawed!" The little boy exclaims around his binky.
Josh sets the grocery bags down on the kitchen counter before walking into the living room and sitting next to the little. He takes the sheet of paper from his hands and grins at the crude drawing.
"It's beautiful, sweets."
"It's you, me, and Burt," Tyler explains, pointing to each of them once removing his pacifier.
"I see that, darling. I'm gonna hang this on the fridge, okay?"
"Otay!"
Josh kisses the boy's head before standing up and walking back to the kitchen. Tyler follows. Using a magnet to hang the picture up, Josh glances behind him when he hears rustling.
