-A woman makes a large purchase, then proceeds to leave the store without any of her bags. I understand. It is far too early to do things right.
-I was informed that the entire store was out of stickers. This is a bad omen. I hope I will make it through.
-A child walked into the store and loudly asked, “If they still sell toys, why do they have Halloween stuff?” This is a good question. I have no answer for him.
-A woman purchased four 12-packs of soda. She then began punching the boxes to make handholds, rather than pushing in the perforations. I am inspired.
-A baby yelled, “LOOK AT ME.” I was too afraid of the consequences not to obey. The eye contact that followed was, frankly, horrifying.
-My manager made a batch of pumpkin juice in the Starbucks,
à la Harry Potter. It tasted magical.
-An old woman was wearing pants covered in flamingos. I regret not asking where she got them from. They would be a staple of my wardrobe.
-An elderly man bought two copies of Disney’s Hocus Pocus and nothing else. I appreciate his style.
-A kind, grandmotherly woman referred to me by name several times, then proceeded to shush the card reader and shout at it when it did not stop beeping. She had not removed her card. I decided to see what she had to say to the machine before I let her know.
-Old women going on shopping dates together and laughing hysterically to each other has become my new favorite trend to see at work.
-A woman came through my lane. It was an entirely unremarkable transaction. Then she turned around. She had a life-size hyperrealistic baby face tattooed on her back. It was a shining example of both the uncanny valley and tattoo artists who did too good of a job.
-A baby could not stop laughing for five minutes. It sounded exactly like Jared Leto’s Joker laugh. She was scarier and had far better acting range.
-A man had an incredibly unruly Hitler-esque mustache and no other facial hair. He wore a tie-dye shirt and jean shorts. I want to know what he thinks of his look.
-A woman reminds her child that he is not wearing a diaper and therefore cannot pee while standing at the counter. I do not think the reminder changed his mind. To be fair, I would not let it change my mind either.
Josh crouched over, finishing up building a pretty impressive looking pillow fort. It hadn’t been his first time making one, but he had never put so much effort into making one before. Standing back up straight, he took a small step back to scan over the fort. It looked like it could have withstood a major earthquake and was decorated with cute stuffed animals. His eyes quickly checked the cat clock on his wall, 5:37 PM. He still had time to take a shower if he hurried.
Slipping into a loose tie-dye shirt and shorts, Joshua skipped over to his kitchen where he pulled out a jar of Nutella. His eyes scanned the pantry, his hair was still dripping wet, the small pitter patter of water drops falling onto his tiled floor made him anxious for the night to come. Before he could close the red pantry door, he heard knocking on his apartment door. Not expecting this, he jolted slightly in surprise before rushing over to the door.
Swinging the door open, he was greeted by a boy in a red shirt and a black visor. “Hello!” He held a bag in his arms that contained the pizza Josh had ordered earlier. Without saying a word, Josh pulled out his wallet. It was completely covered in pictures of kittens, Tyler got him it on his 27th birthday. It was a cute scene. At exactly 12 AM Tyler shoved a little box into Josh’s chest. The box had Christmas gift wrapping around it, and a bow that was bigger than the box itself. It was typical for Tyler to do silly things like that, especially for birthdays. Pulling out a wrinkled up twenty dollar bill, Josh handed it to the boy quickly. “Thanks man!” He exclaimed, handing a box of lukewarm pizza over to the drummer. Before Josh could say anything back, the kid rushed away down the hall.
Setting the box down on his counter, Josh opened up his stainless steel fridge and retrieved a clear plastic container filled with cut up fruit that he had bought at the store. Taking all of the food in his arms, he carefully laid out everything in the fort, along with two spoons for the Nutella and his laptop for movies. A few days prior, Tyler brought up the idea of having a movie night. It wasn’t considered a date, neither of them had ever believed that they could ever make a move. But, Josh was definitely considering it a date. He had a good feeling about that night. Once he finished making the fort and all of its contents inside, he heard faint knocking on his door. Taking a deep breath in, Josh readied himself for the night. As he strided over to the door, he fluffed his almost fully dry hair, trying to make himself presentable. His hand clutched onto the ice cold doorknob and he slowly opened up the door.
“Hey man!” Tyler exclaimed, walking into the apartment right away. “I was looking through Netflix before I came over and….” Josh wasn’t listening to a single thing his friend was yapping about. His heartbeat was drumming in his ears as he checked out Tyler. Slowly closing the door after his friend, he smiled nervously and nodded. “So, what movies were you thinking about?” His bandmate asked as he made his way to the living room where the pillow fort stood.
“Clueless,” Josh said with a quiet chuckle. His friend busted out into a fit of giggles. Tyler absolutely loved that movie, Joshua knew that was a fact. “It’s funny and cute and the best,” He added, walking over to the pillow fort. “Do you like the sick layout?” The drummer grinned widely.
“Sick as frick,” he answered without any hesitation. Dropping down to his hands and knees, Tyler crawled into the fort and laid on his stomach. Josh followed Tyler quickly, getting into the fort and laying down right beside his friend. “Pizza, Nutella, and fruit?” The taller male asked, cocking up an eyebrow.
‘Oh god what a terrible idea,’ Josh thought to himself. He felt like a complete idiot for not actually making dinner. The pink haired male honestly thought that making dinner would be pushing it. It would have made things feel too much like a date. “Erm, yeah,” he stuttered, pursing his lips out in frustration with himself.
“This is perfect,” Tyler insisted, opening up the box of pizza and retrieving a piece of pizza that was way beyond cold. “I love cold pizza,” he teasingly pushed Josh and looked over at his friend with reassuring eyes.
“Heh, thanks man,” He sighed in relief, opening up his laptop and launching Netflix. After a short bit of loading, the 90’s chick flick started to play and Tyler quickly zoned out, completely lost in the film. Josh wanted to watch the movie too, but he was so distracted by the fact that Tyler was beside him, in a pillow fort, in dim lighting, while watching a romcom. He couldn’t concentrate on the film, the scent of Tyler was enough to get him completely high. Every time Tyler would laugh at a crappy punch line, Josh would examine his face. The dimples that formed on his cheeks, the lines that cutely creased his cheeks, his eyes would squint almost to the point where they looked closed. All of this detail, it gave Josh butterflies. He was so infatuated with his friend and he didn’t know what to do about it. They had been friends for so long and he didn’t want to ruin it by making a move.
Halfway through the movie, Tyler opened up the jar of Nutella and grabbed one of the spoons. Although he loved Clueless, he couldn’t pay much attention to the film. He knew Josh was staring at him. It wasn’t very awkward, he loved feeling his eyes all over him, but it made things feel tense. Gripping onto the cold spoon, he took a big scoop of Nutella and turned slightly so he was facing Joshua. “Open up,” he commanded with his dopey smile.
“Oh my god,” Josh giggled, closing his eyes and opening his mouth. Tyler carefully placed the spoon in his friend’s mouth. He loved feeding Josh like this, it made him feel like they were a couple. “No homo,” he cackled. Josh quickly followed after, feeding his friend Nutella too. After a few bites, Tyler thought it would be funny to put some of the chocolate spread on his friend’s nose.
“Hey!” He exclaimed, cleaning off his nose with a finger and licking it off carefully. He couldn’t manage to make a stern face at the singer when he was cracking up over the scene. Without any hesitation, Josh took a spoonful and spread it all over Tyler’s mouth. “Hah!” He said victoriously.
“Oh my gosh,” Tyler’s jaw dropped in disbelief that his friend really did that. He shot Josh a glare before laughing. He tried his hardest to lick off the dense chocolate on his lips, but it quickly became a challenge when Josh was practically in tears, struggling to tell Tyler how he looked great with a goatee. “Help me dammit,” he demanded with a big smile. Josh scooted over to Tyler, his eyes carefully shot at his lips and then into his deep brown eyes.
“Sure pal,” he smirked and started to wipe the Nutella off with his thumb and licking it afterwards. Seeing Josh lick his thumb slowly was driving Tyler crazy. His tongue looked so soft and gentle.
“N-not like that!” He exclaimed, dipping his fingers into the jar before smearing it all over Josh’s mouth. “Like this,” Tyler started to kiss the Nutella off of the sides of Josh’s mouth. His tongue gently ran across the drummer’s lips, cleaning up the Nutella that was caked on him. Josh wasn’t sure how to react, he stayed dead still, terrified to make a move. “Aren’t you going to help me?” Tyler asked in a pushy time.
“I- uh-” Josh followed along, carefully kissing the chocolate off his lips. Soon enough, the chocolate was gone, and Tyler was still kissing his friend. His eyes were closed at this point, he had no reason to be looking at his lips when he knew the Nutella was gone. The kisses were short and quick at first, but as Josh warmed up, they became longer. Their lips started to open and tongues slipped out, dancing together. Tyler pushed Josh onto his back carefully. Their lips had disconnected as Tyler climbed on top of his friend.
“No homo,” he whispered and giggled before lunging his head down. His soft lips started to nip at the drummer’s neck. This had sent chills down Josh’s whole body, he took in a sharp breath when he felt the boy’s teeth graze against his skin softly. The movie was still playing in the background, but Josh honestly couldn’t care less. Tyler was straddled on top of him, giving him small hickeys all over his neck. His lips moved up to behind his ear, “I want you,” he whispered, hands slowly moving down the drummer’s chest. His heart was racing a hundred miles per hour, he was sure that Tyler felt it when he stroked his chest. Josh’s unsure hands tried to grab onto Tyler’s belt but was quickly swatted away. “Not so fast,” the brown haired male purred.
Arms moving up, Tyler took off Josh’s tie-dye shirt slowly. His head dove back down, tracing small kisses from his chest to his abdomen to his belly button. The drummer’s head was slowly becoming fogged the lower Tyler kissed. His hands gripped Josh’s pants. His fingers fumbled with the button and zipper. After a short struggle, Tyler yanked the pink haired boy’s pants down. A wide smile grew on his face when he saw that Josh was wearing iconic smiley face boxers. “Cute,” he chuckled before groping his friend.
“F-fuck,” Josh whimpered, he hadn’t been touched like that in a long time. Looking down at Tyler, he slowly propped himself up with his elbows.
“You like that?” Tyler hummed, pulling down the smiley face boxers. “You’re hard and I haven’t even started yet,” he grinned widely. He slowly started to stroke Josh, locking eyes with him. He loved the facial expressions he made when he touched him. The drummer’s eyes fluttered closed, his eyebrows furrowed and his body twitched under Tyler’s grasp. His head tilted back as his friend stroked faster. His stomach tightened as he tried to control his breathing. Soon enough, Tyler stopped, pulling off Josh’s pants and boxers off completely. The pink haired male whined when he felt the tanned boy stop. “Oh hush..” Tyler cooed gently before continuing, “You’re gonna get more than that.” He assured his friend.
Licking his fingers, Tyler slowly inserted his index finger into Josh’s entrance. He didn’t move an inch, not wanting to hurt his friend. “Let me know when you’re ready for me to move,” he whispered.
Josh was as stiff as a board, he had never had a finger up his ass before. It wasn’t a pleasant feeling at first, but after a few moments he got used to it. Nodding slowly, he gave the word to Tyler. “O-okay. You can move.” He said, feeling his muscles loosen up before tightening again when he felt Tyler slowly push his finger in and out. After a short period of time, Josh’s whimpers became moans. He added a second finger, scissoring his fingers in his friend to prepare him for what was coming next. He was getting used to this feeling, it started to feel amazing. Soft moans escaped from his lips as precum leaked onto his own stomach.
Tyler retracted his fingers, wiping them onto Josh’s discarded shirt quickly. “Do you want this?” He asked, hands on his belt.
“Y-yes. Fuck Tyler please don’t stall.” Josh cursed. Nothing was cuter than seeing Josh all flustered and cursing underneath Tyler. He loved how red his cheeks were. Nodding slowly, he unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned and zipped his pants, and slid them off. Josh sat up, practically tearing his friend’s shirt off. Tyler smirked, finally taking off his boxers. The two sat in the pillow fort for a few seconds. Josh felt like it was forbidden to see his friend completely nude and… Well, erect. Before he could whine some more, Tyler gripped Josh’s neck and pulled him into a rough kiss.
“Tell me you want me,” he demanded through is teeth. His eyes scanned Josh’s carefully as Josh spit out,
“F-F-fuck… I w-ant you.” He choked out and closed his eyes. Tyler could hardly wait himself, letting go of his friend’s neck, he looked down at Josh’s stomach. He clenched his jaw, spitting on his friend’s ass before thrusting into him slowly. “F-” The drummer couldn’t speak at this point. Consonants were the most he could blabber out.
Tyler’s rhythmic thrusts went along with Josh’s whines. He leaned down, kissing his friend to shut him up. Hips bucking along with Tyler’s thrusts, he couldn’t even open his eyes. He wanted more. Moving up, Tyler dug his fingers into the male’s hips, pulling him up and forcing him to go deeper into him. Their hips crashed together like waves in the ocean during a storm. Their breaths drowned out the movie. As each minute passed, Tyler’s went faster and harder. Josh wasn’t sure how much longer he could last if Tyler was going to keep up the pace. “I-I’m,” he moaned loudly, biting his lip, almost breaking his skin.
“Don’t,” Tyler growled, gripping his friend’s neck tightly and pushed up. His hand pressed against Josh’s windpipe. His eyes rolled back as he tried to gasp for air. “Don’t cum until I tell you.” The drummer’s hands moved up, finger’s intertwined in Tyler’s fluffy hair. Small beads of sweat dotted along his forehead as he struggled to keep going. The singer’s free hand moved down and began stroking the male underneath him.
All of this was too much. The pressure built up until he reached his breaking point. Josh let out a gentle cry as he came. His back arched and toes curled, throwing his head back, he shook uncontrollably underneath Tyler. “Fuck.” Joseph whispered harshly under his breath and between his grunts. The pillow fort that was thought to withstand an earthquake came toppling down. Seeing his friend so flustered set him off, eyelids fluttering shut, he came and hunched over Josh. Both panting together, Tyler managed a smile and stuttered “No homo,”
“Totally homo dude, totally homo,” Josh replied, sitting up and pulling the male on top of him into a gentle kiss. Tyler smiled softly into the kiss, pulling out of Josh he sat down beside his friend. His fingertips slowly traced the tree on the drummer’s sleeve. “How long have you been wanting to do that?” Josh asked, finally able to breathe normally.
“A long time.”
“I love you man.” Tyler admitted. “And I don’t mean having sex with you has made me love you. I’ve-”
“I know.” Josh interrupted his friend. “I love you too. Can we just sleep in my bed together tonight?”
“Do you now understand what I have to deal with every weekend?” I asked staring at my friend. “I mean at least your parents aren’t drunk and fighting every weekend.” She chuckled. “I thought it was everyday?” I asked laughing. “Oh yeah right sorry. Everyday.” She laughed. “But I mean I guess it’s fine cause I usually play my music loud anyways.” I mentioned opening my laptop. “Isn’t it to just block out your brother and friends?” She asked. “Oh yeah.” I mumbled since my hand, which was in a fist, was covering my mouth. “Anyways can you go? Not trying to sound mean Julie. I just you know.” I said. She nodded and got up from my bed. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” She smiled at me grabbing her purse and leaving my room.
I turned my attention back to the screen in front of me and smile at the message on my screen on Skype.
Grayson - Skype pwease? 😢
I smiled at the message and hit the video call button. After a couple seconds of it ringing Grayson’s face popped up. “Ashley!” He beamed as he saw me. I chuckled at him and waved. “I don’t know why I just did that back. Grayson!” I giggled. He chuckled at me. “What’s with all the background sound?” He asked. I rolled my eyes and looked at my window. “Well Matthew is throwing a party.” I explained. “He’s still doing that?” He asked. I nodded. “He never stopped.” I replied picking up my phone and starting to go through my instagram feed.
“He’s literally the king of parties.” He laughed. “He really is. But I’m going to see if I can get him to stop it.” I smiled placing my phone back down and standing up. “That’s not going to end well.” He laughed. “You never know Gray.” I chuckled. “Oh but I do?” He said in more of a question. I giggled at him and left my room making my way down the stairs and out the door that lead to the back. I tried pushing past people trying to find Matthew when I felt myself falling in a cold body of water.
I swam up for hair and saw everyone looking at me as the music stopped playing. “Matthew!” I yelled well spitting water out of my mouth. I saw people move out of the way and my brothers face popped up. “Why are you in the pool?” He asked coming to the edge. “I don’t know just thought why not go for a fucking dip?!” I yelled at him. “Alright, alright what did you want?” He asked helping me up. “I wanted to know if you could turn your music down.” I sighed dripping wet.
“But it’s a party?” He asked confused. “I know that but I’m trying to talk to Grayson and he can hardly hear me.” I replied rolling my eyes. “I’ll see what I can do but no promises.” He said. I nodded and started to make my way back into the house into the laundry room to grab a towel. Once grabbing a towel I made my way back upstairs to my room. Upon opening my door I looked at my screen.
“I told you.” Grayson laughed. I rolled my eyes and flipped him off grabbing my pajamas which consisted of a tie dye shirt and black shorts. I got into the bathroom and started to strip of my now smelling chlorine clothes and hung them onto the shower metal pole and dryer off and changed into my clothes. I hung the towel up and went back into my room and back to my laptop grabbing it and going on my bed which was against the wall.
“I got pushed into the pool.” I commented. “I can tell.” He said starting to laugh again. “It’s not my fault Grayson I was trying to get him to turn down the music!” I laughed. He just nodded. “Uh huh maybe you just wanted to go swimming.” Grayson said chuckling. I rolled my eyes at him annoyed. “Whaatt?” He asked whining. I then started chuckling at him. “Nothing Grayson, don’t worry about it.” I laughed. “Whatever you say.” He said as his brother popped his head onto screen.
“Hey Ashley!” Ethan said waving. “Hi Ethan.” I giggled. “Get away Ethan.” Grayson said pushing his brother away. Ethan chuckled in the background and Grayson looked at him annoyed rolling his eyes. “So emotional.” I laughed at Grayson. “What time even is it over there?” Grayson asked. “Umm-” I picked up my phone and turned it on checking the time. Once I saw it I looked back at Grayson. “About 1:30 AM why?” I asked. “Why are you still up?” Grayson asked.
“There’s a party going on outside my window.” I said rolling my eyes. “So, you can sleep through anything.” Grayson laughed. “I used to, till you know what happened.” Grayson sighed and nodded his head. “Sorry.” He mumbled. I smiled and shook my head. “It don’t matter.” I replied back with a sigh. “How much longer until you come back?” I asked. Grayson thought about it for awhile. “Well I don’t know.” He said.
“This is annoying.” I sigh. “It is, I miss my best friend.” Grayson frowned. I smiled st him and yawned. “You should try and get some sleep.” He said. I nodded. “Fine. Night.” I smiled. “Night.” Grayson smiled before ending the call. I signed closing my laptop and moved it back onto my desk and walked over to my bed falling onto it. I saw the flashing lights coming through my window as I reached under my bed to grab the bear Grayson gave me once my troubles first started.
I closed my eyes once I had the bear in my arms and fell asleep.