save [joshler]

lazy day

I play the show and lean back into the couch. "I agree." 

His head lays on my shoulder and the crunch of him eating his cookies fill my ears. If he was anyone else, I would yell at him to get out of my ear. It's just a pet peeve of mine, I can't do eating noises in the ear. I begin eating my own cookies and rest my head on Tyler's. 

"I love him." He says. 

"Who? Owen?" 

"Yeah, he's great." 

"Owen is a terrible person, why do you like him?" 

He sits up and gasps. "How dare you! He's amazing!" 

"Literally no he isn't. He called Christina a murder for having an abortion! He yelled it at her-"

"He just wants a baby!" 

"Then he should find a woman who wants a baby! Or fuckin' adopt a child! He can't force Christina to have a baby, he knew from the get-go she didn't want a baby and tried changing her mind. It's just like Callie and Arizona! Callie acted like Arizona was this broken woman when she found out Arizona didn't want a baby." 

"Yeah, and then Callie got pregnant and Arizona wanted the baby!" 

"Of course she's going to want the baby, Tyler. The love of her life is pregnant, of course she was going to stick by her and be a mom!" 

"So now you don't like Callie?" He asks in defense. 

"No, I love Callie. She's an amazing person, it's just that one part I didn't like." 

"So why can't you like Owen? It was just that one time-"

"It wasn't though! He tries doing that with Amelia! Amelia didn't want another baby after her first one died, and he pushed her and pushed her and then they got divorced!" 

"Not because of a baby." 

"No, because of her tumor, I know that. But my point is, Owen is not a good person. He always pushes what he wants on the woman he's with, because it's never something he can give himself. I know he fosters to adopt Leo, and that's good for him but it took him too long." 

"He's a good guy though. He's caring and passionate about his work-" 

"So was Derek and you hate him." 

"You can't compare the two! He literally called Meredith a whore!" 

"And Owen called Christina a murder!" 

"Whatever, I'm dropping this. We can agree to disagree." He sits back, resting his back on the arm of the couch.

"Really? You're gonna sit over there because I don't like a fictional character?" 

He shrugs and doesn't say anything. 

"Great." 

/

Today was supposed to be good. Today was supposed to be full of laughs and smiles, we were gonna put up the tree and listen to Christmas music and eat all the cookies. It's been three hours and he hasn't talked to me. I'm pretty sure he fell asleep, so he can stay out here tonight. 

I chuckle to myself and shut off the tv. I go to shut off the over head light, but Tyler sits up and rubs his eyes. 

"What time is it?" He asks. 

"It's almost 2." I reply shortly. 

"Are you going to bed?" 

"Yeah."

"You were gonna leave me out here?" His voice has a hint of hurt behind it. 

"You were mad at me and then fell asleep. I figured you didn't want to sleep in the same bed with me."  

"I always want to." He says looking at the floor. 

"Okay, well I'm going to bed so if you want to, then now's the time." 

"I don't want to go to sleep with you mad at me." 

"I'm not mad at you! You literally moved yourself away from me because I don't like the same character as you and then you fell asleep!" 

"Okay, I'm sorry. I just don't understand how you don't like him." 

"I literally explained it, Tyler. And it doesn't matter that I don't like him, like it doesn't matter that you do. He's a fictional character and it doesn't matter." 

"You're right, you're right. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have moved away from you on the couch, I'm sorry." 

"Thank you, now let's go bed. I'm tired." 

He smiles and gets off the couch. He walks over to me and connects our hands, then we walk together up the stairs to our shared room.  

"We can like and dislike the same stuff, it shouldn't make you get that mad at me." I say as we enter our room.

He lets go of my hand starts undressing. "I know, I know. I'm sorry, I wont make up any excuses for what I did. I'm sorry." 

I smile and kiss his forehead. "It's okay, love. As long as you aren't mad at me anymore." 

"I'm not, I promise. Are you mad at me?" He asks, sitting on our bed. 

"No. No, I'm not mad at you." 

"Okay." 

I undress myself while he turns on the tv and puts on whatever show. "We can take a break from Grey's Anatomy." He laughs. "Let's just watch Criminal Minds, yeah?" 

I climb in bed with him and give him another kiss on his head. "That sounds perfect, love." 

"Great." 

He plays the show and then lays down, instantly curling into my side. I smile and wrap my arms around him, kissing him once more. I love him so much.