83: Josh and George moment

I feel as though my mother was lying. Every night, I think about her words, how she said I might kill someone someday. Maybe she was just un informed, half demons aren't really known about after all. Like she said, they tend to die in the womb. She keeps me up at night, even though she isn't even here. Tonight was one of those nights. My thoughts were speeding over my mind, my eyes open as I listened to both Will and Josh's breathing. Wills' breath was faster than Josh's deeper ones. I try to take my mind off of the thoughts by copying each breath. Wills was harder, I got lightheaded after a little while. Josh took a deep breath, and I focused on his, looking up at him.

"Why are you up, baby?" He asked, his voice deep and raspy, his eyes slightly cracked open looking at me with half of his focus.

"I dunno." I whisper, looking away, going back to listening to Wills breathing. "Will breaths fast." I whisper, not wanting to be the only one awake. Josh hummed and moved his arm, which was wrapped around us, so he could play with my hair. "And his heartbeats really loud and fast." I add.

"Really?" Josh replied, leaning his head down to kiss mine. "Can you try to go back to sleep?" He let out a yawn.

"I can't, I tried." I enjoy the feeling of his fingers in my hair it was like he was scratching away every thought that was keeping me up. He let out another deep sigh before moving to get up. "No, stay. You can go back to sleep." I assured, but he kept getting up. I sat up as he stood up and stared at him as he left the room. I got up and followed him, making sure not to wake Will who had just turned over and pulled the covers up to his face. Josh had silently walked to the kitchen and flicked on the jug to boil the water.

"What are you doing?" I asked his eyes were half open as he walked to me, picking me up and placing me on the countertop he stepped between my legs and shoved his head in my neck and wrapped his arms around my waist. "What are you doing?" I repeat, bringing my hands up to his hair scratching his head as he does to me all the time. He just hummed, not that it made sense. I fell silent, listening to his breaths once again. The flick of the jug triggered him to move on autopilot. He made a coffee and a hot chocolate. He quietly mixed the drinks, giving me the hot chocolate.

"That should help you sleep." He mumbles, taking a sip of his coffee. He had light stubble on his face, and he looked older than his really is. The light of the moon doesn't help, yet he still looks just as handsome as the day I fell for him. I think about the three of us being old and decrepit. Not that Will can get old, and I'm probably gonna look older than those two in a couple of years, but whatever. The thought of old wrinkly slow Will and Josh caused me to giggle. Josh looked up at me mid sip and raised an eyebrow.

"What are you giggling about?" He asks, finishing his sip.

"Us being old. All together. I know that's not gonna happen. Will doesn't get old, and you age slow. But it's funny to think." I cross my legs and take a sip of the warm drink. He never makes mine too hot, always just right or a little colder, but it's always perfect.

"Is that what's keeping you up? The thought of being old?" He asks, leaning on the bench(counter) next to me. I look down at the hot chocolate and frown.

"Part of it." I mumbled. I take another sip.

"What else?" He asked, placing his coffee down. I stay quiet for a while, hearing delilahs snores from the loungeroom.

"Many things." I place my hot chocolate down next to his.

"You can tell me if you want, I'm always here to lend an ear." I look over at his shirtless body. He's still really hot to have in bed, but we put up with it. It's getting cooler as we reach autumn (fall) anyway.

"What my mother said. How I miss Ezra. The future, the past. Everything that's happened since I agreed to be Wills Butler in training. So much good has happened and so much bad, and now I'm told that it could get worse and I could end up killing someone someday. I'm gonna get old and die while you guys keep living in younger bodies. I'm scared for it. I never expected any of this to happen." I explain looking out the window at the twinkling light of the stars. Josh's hand maks it's way to mine.

"We don't know any of that." He whispers, causing me to look at him. "You have coping mechanisms for when things get hard, I seriously dought you gonna kill someone George, and besides, if you try Will and I will stop you in an instant, but I can basically garuntee you won't. And about the old age thing. Demons age slowly too, if any at all, you could honestly outlive me, we don't know. Basically, no one knows anything about half demon humans. We'll deal with that part of life when we get to it. And do you want to hear some good news?" He asked. I nod, listening intently. "Ezras is coming back tomorrow. My dad allowed him to after he annoyed the living shit out of him." I give a large grin. Ezra was such an important person to the group even though he had only joined not too long ago. his leaving was so painful to the lot of us.

"Is him and Victor together yet?" I ask, my worries dissipating for the second.

"I'm not sure you're gonna have to ask him when he gets back." Ezra had been gone for 2 weeks. Jules, Delilah, and I would still always meet in his tent to play almost every day. We would always plot a way to get what we want with the caregivers and would always rope Reggie along with our plans, requesting he bring extra snacks when he arrived at our little camp. Will and Charlie would always find him cross-legged with a tea cup in his hand when we forced him to play with us. He has become quite a tea party expert if I do say so myself.

"I will," I smile. I hold my arms out for him to hug me, and he obviously follows my request. "Thank you, Josh. For listening." I kiss his temple, he pulls away and kisses me on my lips, and I kiss back. The kiss had gotten very heated quite fast.

He had pulled me closer without breaking the kiss, untangling my legs. I wrapped them around his waist while my arms wrapped around his neck. We haven't been able to do anything while being here. There's currently no lock on our door, and Delilah and Jules always grimace at us whenever we do anymore than hug. The walls are very thin, and seeing as everyone here has super hearing, we really never have a chance. Things get heated very fast these days, but we never bring ourselves all the way out of respect for the others. However, it is getting harder and harder every kiss.

His hands brush up my back before trailing back down and into the waist of my pants. The intimacy pushed all my blood straight to my dick. I broke off first, panting, leaning my head on his chest, my nails dig into his shoulders slightly out of frusteration.

"We can't, Delilah and Charlie are right there." I whisper.

"I know." he whispers back in defeat. After a few deep breaths. "Wanna take a shower together?" He suggests. I nod, and he lifts me off the bench. My legs still wrap around his waist as he leads the way to the bathroom in the pitch black darkness. He turned on the shower and helped me undress. The view of his nude body didn't calm me and infact did the exact opposite.

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