Josh is holed up in his studio and he won't come out. He's been in there for hours and hours. I don't know what to do and I'm freaking out. The door is locked and I'm not tall enough to get the key from the closet shelf. Maybe he has one on his key set. Why didn't I think of this earlier?
I went downstairs and grabbed his keys, going back upstairs. I tested all the keys and finally got in on the last try. I saw ten paintings drying on the wall and he was working on another. His headphones were in, probably why he didn't hear me. I let him finish with the mountains and I took his headphones out. He jumped a little and looked at me.
"Holy shit, Tyler." He whispered.
"Yeah. Hi. I've been trying to get in for hours."
"Sorry. I just need to get these done before this weekend."
"To ship them out?"
He nodded and I sat beside him. I laid my head on his shoulder and he kissed my head, going back to painting. "These brushes you got me are great."
"Thanks. It's beautiful." I whispered.
"Just like you." I giggled and blushed. We sat there, looking at each other.
"God, I love you."
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Cigarettes At Church
FanfictionJosh was born and raised strict Catholic. Mass every Wednesday, no tattoos, no hair dye, no sex before marriage, and no homosexuals. And then he finds Tyler after mass, smoking behind the church. Tyler's the exact opposite of Josh. He's not religiou...
