Return || Josh + Micah
Hearing the familiar voice throughout Marcelâs loft he stepped out into his view, surprised by the sudden appearance although he shouldnât have been. âOhhhholy shit.â He blurted, running a hand over his mouth as he remembered that Josh was coming back but it had completely slipped his mind. With all the things going on in his life currently, because of other people making things more difficult than needing to be, he was surprised he remembered to fully dress himself this morning. He had only been dropping by Marcelâs place looking for Julian once again but with nobody home he had been getting ready to leave again. âIâokay I totally forgot but if you knew theâŠweeks I was having you would a hundred percent understand where Iâm coming from. Still, Iâm glad to see youâre back. How about I make up the fact that I am a bad friend who didnât throw a party by getting you drunk and maybe getting you laid by the end of the night?â He chuckled walking up to him and embracing him.
Josh wished he could have recorded this moment on his phone for future blackmailing because it was priceless. âNow youâve got to call me up all the gossip and shit thatâs going on. Whoâs seeing who? Whatâs good? Shouldnât be too hard.â Josh blanky shrugs his shoulders at him before he was pulled him into a hug he recently immediately. âYou. Going to get me laid? I donât know what crazed ass world you a living in, but Iâm kind of a celebrity nowâ He nodded before looking around the room. âItâs a new thing. Actor turned musician sort of thing.â Josh joked around with him because heâd always been that type to take things as least seriously as possible when it came to friendship. As he pulled away from the warm hug with Micah, Josh lightly slapped his hand. âIâm super hardcore, you know? Iâll be the one getting you laid unless you already are without me...â He frowned. âThere goes all my chance with you.â Josh kicked the floor to enhance his acting for his disappointment. âI totally thought we were get married, loser. Not that youâre prettier than me. But yes, I need to celebrate!â Â









