eyelashes ~joshler~

psa: the plural of vinyl is vinyl not vinyls thank you very much have a lovely day you're great

-one month time skip-

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"Ty, we've been here for four hours how have you not picked a costume yet?" Josh loved Halloween, in fact, it was probably his favorite holiday. But having to wait outside the dressing room in a cold warehouse full of people while Tyler tried on costumes, wasn't ideal.

The flimsy plastic door jiggled open for what seemed like the hundredth time that day, and the small boy walked out into the hallway where Josh was, legs sprawled out on the floor. Tyler was smiling widely as Josh looked up, seeing the boy in his best getup yet.

While the skeleton sweater might have seemed typical, what Josh really loved about it, were the matching leggings. They showed off everything. Especially his plump little butt.

Tyler was smiling sweetly as he looked up at Josh through his mascara coated lashes, anticipating his response. He held his wrist behind his back as he was practically bouncing with excitement, already knowing he was going to purchase this one, but he wanted Josh's approval first.

"I love it, Ty." Josh had practically scrambled up and was holding Tyler's rosy cheeks lovingly, nuzzling their noses together. "You're gonna kick ass on Halloween, babe." Tyler's heart was melting and dripping away like candle wax at the praise.

Both boys were in that high oblivion in their relationship where it seemed like the happiness would never end. Every little thing that the other did just made their hearts beat the same way or their minds cloud with thoughts only concerning the other boy.

Every innocent question about some odd topic like 'why penguins couldn't fly like other birds even though they probably could if they really put their minds to it' made Josh fall just a little bit harder for the boy whose curiosity always had pure intentions.

And every meaning of a song that Josh explained to Tyler immediately made the boy think of things in another way, with his vivid descriptions and colorful words. They had fallen so hard for each other that neither really knew just how much the other cherished them.

Josh pecked Tyler's lips softly, foreheads pressed against each other. "You are definitely getting this one."

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"JOOOOOOSSSSSHHHH!"

Said lilac boy was dragging Tyler by his wrist into the store across the street, a record store, where he knew he would spend just as much time looking at music as Tyler did shopping for costumes.

Despite Josh trying to explain how they probably wouldn't be too long, Tyler refused to listen and instead, pouted and crossed his arms. But Josh just smirked at the other boy, stepping closer.

"Baby..." Josh whispered into the other boy's ear, slowly pulling Tyler's arms out of their previous position and intertwining their fingers. The feminine boy's previous stubborn attitude was quickly being replaced with a more passive one. His eyes bore into Josh's, hating how Josh could just do that to him.

Tyler watched as Josh pulled up their hands and slowly kissed the back of his hand. "Pleaseeee..." As much as Tyler was annoyed by it, he couldn't argue with that face.

The tall boy broke out into a huge smile as he saw Tyler roll his eyes, muttering out a quiet "F-Fine." Josh started to practically sprint to the section labeled 'ROCK' with a small skull drawn next to it.

Tyler simply rolled his eyes and slowly followed Josh, chuckling at how lost in the records he already was. The purple haired boy was thumbing through the vinyl quickly, mumbling to himself the titles.