Part Three
Brendon slept in on Sunday, well at least he attempted to. He was too bothered to answer the knocking on his apartment door so he waited on his couch until the door broke. "Bitch, let me in! I have food!" Brendon quickly got up and ran to the door. Josh was standing there with a bag repeating the words "thank you" all over it.
"What kind of food?" He asked, though it didn't really matter because the two knew that Brendon would eat it no matter what.
"Chinese. I got you a shit ton of potstickers and rice cause you're too damn lazy to get your own food."
"Woah sir, now that is false."
Josh laughed, "Hey, I stopped by yesterday to check on the reports and I didn't see you."
Brendon nodded, "Yeah, I didn't stay long. Couldn't focus on work, then I went to get coffee," he said.
Josh hummed to himself. He took out containers and containers of food. Brendon grew giddy. He opened one box and grimaced, "Josh, you're an adult. Nobody forces you to get vegetables."
Josh shrugged, "I'm an adult, I'm trying to actually take care of my body." He jabbed Brendon in the stomach, "Fatty," he laughed.
Brendon swatted Josh's finger away, "Hey, I work out!" He earned a look from his friend, "...often enough."
"Whatever you say," Josh grinned, "now let's eat."
The two sat and ate in their calm silence. Brendon was still in his pajamas, so when a knock on the interrupted them. He suggested that he goes and gets dressed while Josh answers.
When Brendon came out fully dressed he saw Josh with a smirk on his face. "You got flowers, Bren," he said, "want to tell your best friend who they are from."
Brendon shrugged, the thought of Dallon in the back of his head. He walked towards the bouquet sitting in his counter. Checking the tag that said, "friends?" with a heart drawn at the dot of the question mark. Brendon smiled and set it down. He turned back to Josh who was waiting for him, "Let's go! I gotta meet my best friend's boyfriend."
"Who sent the flowers?" Josh asked when they were going down the elevator.
"Your mom," Brendon responded.
"Who sent the flowers?" Josh asked when they were walking down to his car.
"My mom," Brendon responded.
"Who sent the flowers?" Josh asked as they arrived at the park.
"My girlfriend," Brendon responded.
"You have a girlfriend?" Josh asked surprised.
Brendon snorted, "No." He got out of the car and closed the door, waiting for Josh. The park wasn't very busy that afternoon but it was busy enough for Brendon to be uncomfortable.
"Tyler is over there by the light pole," Josh said, " do you want to come up with your excuse now for when you want to leave but don't want to seem rude?"
Brendon nodded, "I have to feed my neighbors cat at exactly two o'clock or else I'll get kicked out of my apartment."
"You know you're an idiot, right?" Josh chuckled, walking over to Tyler. "That's the most stupid excuse."
"If he doesn't believe me then screw him for not having sympathy over my situation," Brendon mumbled quietly enough for Josh to hear as they heard Tyler.
Tyler was nice. He was like a personal laugh track for Josh, and vice versa. Brendon could tell just after a couple minutes with the two together that they worked well for each other. Josh had always been one of Brendon's friends that was genuinely happy with life. It was amazing watching him share that happiness with another person he cared about.
Sure, maybe Brendon wished to have that relationship one day but for now he was good where he was.
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