Scenario of if Tyler walked in on you right now, doing exactly what you're doing right now.
… Y’all I DIDN’T WANT ANYONE KNOWING WHAT I’M DOING RIGHT NOW, IT’S. Alright, let’s do this noise. Know this. I blame my body and hormones for the way I am feeling right now.
My head pressed against the wood of my desk as small sobs bubbled out of my chest. The sounds of the video began to replay itself, my brain conjuring up the images and video to match the music. I ignored the sound of the front door opening, too wrapped up in my own thoughts to care.
“No no no, love, you were fine when I left,” I heard the rushed voice, a hand falling against my thigh as the chair next to me creaked. I looked up, the smile on Tyler’s face betraying the way his eyebrows etched together in concern. I moved instantly, my arms wrapping themselves around his neck to steady myself on his lap, my tears now falling on his clothed shoulder, his fingers immediately combing through my hair as to sooth me.
I heard him sigh deeply before the arm that was wrapped around my waist moved around, the sounds of the video shutting off with a single click. “you know you can’t watch those videos right now love,” he mumbled softly, gently rocking me in his arms. “told you that before I left.” I raised my face slowly, a small hiccup bubbling from my throat.
“I thought it was just a dog eating hamburgers,” I mumbled out, his hand reaching out to cradle my head yet again as fresh tears formed. “They bought him hamburgers before he, he-” he shushed me down yet again, giving me a few minutes before my sobs turned to silence.
“You’ve seen this video thousands of times,” he reminded, his lips pressing against the top of my head before continuing to mumble. “how does it still do this to you?” I kindly ignored his speech, moving so my face fell in front of his. He rolled his eyes as my palms fell against his cheeks, my eyes growing serious.
“Is there a dog heaven?” He groaned loudly, his hands falling against mine, before pulling them away from his face.
“Yes, there is a dog heaven,” was his immediate response, having answered this question too many damn times to count. My mouth opened slightly, only to be cut off by Tyler continuing. “Yes all dogs go to heaven. No there is not a dog hell,” I went to speak again, a pout falling to my face as I was once again cut off. “No I don’t know how there can be a dog heaven without a dog hell,” one of his hands moved to tilt my face towards his, a small kiss ridding me of my pout. “Okay?” I nodded against the hand cupping my face tenderly, humming out a small ‘I just really love dogs.’ “I know you do love,” I kissed the tip of his nose gently as a comfortable silence set in.
“Will you get me chicken nuggets?” I mumbled into the silence, a groan mixing in with the small mumbles of ‘I’m vegan, I shouldn’t support this,’ and ‘a few more days and I get my girlfriend back,’ all while standing from his seat, setting me back in mine, a chaste kiss planted on my forehead before he was moving towards the door yet again.
“Love. No dog videos while I’m gone,” he warned before closing the door behind him. I hummed along with the sound of the car starting, reopening my window to yet again mindlessly scroll through Facebook.
The Host. We know, you love The Host so much, The Host is just sooo mysterious and intriguing. You just love The Host so much, WE KNOW, you love him, ok we get it now. YOU LOVE THE HOST SO MUCH. WE. GET. IT.