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Josh's POV

Downstairs cooking breakfast and humming along to the music playing quietly from the radio. I hear Simon jog downstairs smiling I spin around as he walks over into my arms "Morning Bub." I smile at him stroking his hair and as usual I get know reply just a loving smile. Simon has been mute for just over a year a horrid incident had happened to him and he never wanted to speak again, of course me being his boyfriend was fine with it and was happy to help him through this hard time. We had both managed to learn a bit of sign language so we could communicate or if not Simon would just write it down. "I'm making a full breakfast that okay?"
Simon nods and let's go off me to sit at the table, he scrolls through his phone and I steal little glances at him.

Simons POV

I watch Josh making breakfast getting bored with my phone, "How did I get so lucky?" I think to myself. He puts the food on a plate and comes over taking a seat, I sign thank you to him as he smiles warmly stroking my hand. I dig into his food loving every mouthful as Josh is a pretty decent cook, he talks to me about things and I listen nodding along at certain times. I love listening to him his voice is so soft and gentle, he tells me different things everyday and I enjoy everything.

Once finishing our food I stand up going into the living room where Josh soon joins. He sits on the sofa with me next to him, I lay in my side my head in his lap. His fingers go through my hair and his other stroking my leg, melting at his touch I lean up and he pecks my lips. I pout wanting a proper kiss he chuckles and lifts me up pressing his soft lips to mine, I pull away as he kisses my jawline his beard slightly tickling me. I giggle slightly at his beard and he smilies "I miss your laugh." He says,
I look down and nod "Do you miss my voice?" I sign to him,
He nods "All the time."
I look at him sadly "I have been thinking."
He gestures for me to go on
"Could you help me find my voice again?" I ask with my hands,
"Of course Si! Are you ready to start talking again?"
"Only to you." I reply as his smile grows and he pulls me into a passionate kiss, I'd love to speak to him. I just feel like I don't know how anymore, he rubs our noses together making me blush and snuggle into him. His arms wrap around me securely making me feel warm, he rocks us as he quietly sings to the music from the radio making me more happy. He has a good singing voice, but only I know and I'm the only one who hears it when he sings. I close my eyes listening to the lyrics

Hey there, Delilah
What's it like in New York City?
I'm a thousand miles away
But girl, tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do
Times Square can't shine as bright as you
I swear it's true

Hey there, Delilah
Don't you worry about the distance
I'm right there if you get lonely
Give this song another listen
Close your eyes
Listen to my voice, it's my disguise
I'm by your side

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me

Hey there, Delilah
I know times are getting hard
But just believe me, girl
Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar
We'll have it good
We'll have the life we knew we would
My word is good

Hey there, Delilah
I've got so much left to say
If every simple song I wrote to you
Would take your breath away
I'd write it all
Even more in love with me you'd fall
We'd have it all

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me

A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they've got planes and trains and cars
I'd walk to you if I had no other way
Our friends would all make fun of us
and we'll just laugh along because we know
That none of them have felt this way
Delilah, I can promise you
That by the time that we get through
The world will never ever be the same
And you're to blame

Hey there, Delilah
You be good and don't you miss me
Two more years and you'll be done with school
And I'll be making history like I do
You'll know it's all because of you
We can do whatever we want to
Hey there, Delilah, here's to you
This one's for you

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me.

As he finishes the song I look deep into his eyes as he strokes my cheek, I open my mouth to finally say something for the first time in a year but nothing comes out. "Take your time." He says softly,
I breathe "I... L-L-Love... Y-you."
He picks me up spinning us around "Si you did it!"
Beaming he sets me down, his hands find my hips as he leans in capturing my lips. We hold the kiss for around a minute before we pull away for air "I'm so proud of you Baby."
"M-me t-too."
"You're getting there, it may be a little shaky but god how I forgot how sweet your voice was."
Feeling a blush rise to my cheeks I bury my face in his chest.

After about a week I'm slowly speaking more each day, it's a long slow process but Josh is helping me with my words. As I'm thinking I feel strong arms wrap around my waist and I'm placed on his lap "Hey baby."
"Hi." I smile,
His fingers stroke my hair "You okay?"
"I'm fine Joshy."
"Good." He says giving me a squeeze
I giggle and lay on his chest, he lifts up my t-shirt and draws little patterns on my skin creating goosebumps "You're beautiful you know."
I blush "But you're handsome." And pull at his shirt, a few years ago Josh decided he wanted to get in good shape and started working out. Now he's well built with a six pack as well as the rest of his body being more muscles, he removes his shirt as I smile running my finger over each part. He does have quite a hairy chest but that's what makes him more attractive as it looks more natural, he chuckles as I continuously stroke his upper body. "What I like to touch." I giggle,
"I know you do." He says ruffling my hair,
"You make me feel safe and p-protected."
His arms wrap around me "I'll always protect you."
"I'm tired." I yawn,
"You didn't sleep well?"
"No I-I don't know why."
"Want me to stroke your sides?"
"P-Please." I nod feeling his soft hands hold my hips and move up and down making me sleepy.
"I'll hold you don't worry." He whispers as I fall asleep at his gentle touch.

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