Precious // Joshler // ddlb

*forty three*

BEFORE WE START I AM SO SORRY FOR MAKING YOU GUYS WAIT PRETTY MUCH 4 MONTHS FOR AN UPDATE. I FEEL TERRIBLE. PLS FORGIVE ME.

(side note. i spent basically the weekend with a friend. 2 weeks ago. saturday we went shopping and went to a chinese buffet basically. and they had an indoor koi pond. that's the picture above. then sunday we went to work 😂)

(and also don't forget to wear your masks 💕🥰)

A few weeks prior...

Josh hangs up with the Health Center that was nearby their house. He had scheduled an appointment with a therapist for Tyler. Tyler has been very insistant that they didn't go to a therapist, and that he was fine.

"Bitch."

Josh looks to the living room doorway, seeing Tyler standing there with his arms crossed.

"Excuse me? What did you just say."

"You. Fucking. Bitch." Tyler says, stating every word with exaggerated diction.

"Bitch? Where the fuck did that come from? I thought we agreed that you're gonna try it out!"

Tyler just stares at Josh angrily, smoke practically steaming out his ears. Tears start to build up as they continue to stare at each other. Josh makes a sudden gesture as to say "what?", making Tyler flinch.

"I hate you." Tyler mumbles before running past Josh and up the stairs.

"What the hell, Tyler?" Josh yells right before he hears their bedroom door slam.

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Tyler is laying on his stomach on the living room floor with a blanket covering him. The brunet is sound asleep, arms crossed over the pillow right under his head. The television playing a re-run of The Office.

Josh walks in and smiles. He goes over to Tyler and sits down next to him. He walks his fingers up and down the sleeping boy's back. The boy wiggles a little and groans.

"Tylerrr, hun, we gotta get up."

Tyler opens his eyes, but doesn't look up at Josh. "Why? I wanna keep sleeping."

Josh frowns, a little disappointed that Tyler didn't wake up little. He loved to see his innocent brown eyes squint as the boy would giggle happily, just because he was happy.

"We gotta go to the doctor honey, we gotta meet her." Josh whispers, still gently walking his fingers up and down Tyler's spine.

Tyler looks up at Josh who has a soft smile spread across his face. Shaking his head, Tyler huffs and buries his head back in his arms.

"Tyler... don't make me resort to this..." Josh warns, taking his hands back, preparing to tickle him.

Tyler doesn't respond, staying put. He sighs quietly, just wanting Josh to go away so he can sleep peacefully. But Josh stays put, hoping Ty will willingly get up, even though he doesn't.

"Okay, I guess I gotta tickle you..." Josh says. He brushes his fingers against Tyler's neck, arms, and even legs, but Tyler doesn't budge.

"Stop."

Josh instantly frowns, stopping his attempt to tickle his boy. He sighs, "I just wanna see my little boy before we leave. You've made it clear you hate therapists but I know it'll be beneficial for you, hun. I just want you to be happy."

There was silence, besides Michael Scott yelling on the TV. Tyler rolls over to face Josh, his eyes are full with tears that haven't fallen yet, his vision was undoubtedly blurry.