Remember that first day? I do. In the car, the windows rolled down, music flowing through the air. I was at peace with everything and everyone. We were family.
Josh may be annoying--irritating, in fact--but he's also admirable in all of his freedom. Looking up at the stars with him proves to be a way to see who he really is. Warnings: very romantic smut. I'm still trying to think of a hybrid word for "fluff" and "smut" put together. "Smuff" just sounds wrong. Anyway. The ti...