Taxi Cab

                                    

                                          
Winter was close, the air was getting more and more frigid, snow was starting to fall onto the ground, houses were starting to have a white glow on them every morning, and Tyler was dreading his birthday.
                          
-I'm getting older- He said to Josh as he stroked Tyler's hair softly, he hummed in response. 
                          
-That's what people do, right?- Tyler shrugged, leaning in closer to Josh, watching the movie that was playing on TV. The both were in Josh's house, he had made hot chocolate and invited Tyler over. 
                          
-Yeah, but when you realize that you are also getting older it's...I don't know, you feel strange- He grasped the mug on his hands tighter, hoping it would warm his hands more.
                          
-You wish you still were a teenager?- Josh asked, his hand now going to Tyler's waist, stroking it softly, he sighed.
                          
-Not exactly- He admitted—more like when I was twenty, I loved being twenty- He took a sip of the chocolate, feeling the marshmallows Josh had put on the mug sweeten it. 
                          
-Why?-
                          
-I was in college, I had friends that understood me and...and I liked someone- His voice was soft, Josh quirked an eyebrow at the last part. 
                          
-You liked someone?- Tyler closed his eyes, turning towards Josh's chest, breathing in his chest. He smelled like woods and cologne, it was intoxicating in the best way. 
                          
-Yeah- His voice was muffled by Josh's shirt—he was in one of my classes, he was cute- He said with a smile, remembering his brown chocolate eyes and black hair. 
                          
-As cute as me?- A laugh escaped from Tyler's lips as he sensed Josh's jealousy. 
                          
-No, you're not cute, you're the most handsome and beautiful man in the world- He tried to confirm how much he loved him by kissing his lips softly, earning a chuckle from Josh.
                          
-I love you- He whispered, giving Tyler another soft kiss.
                          
-I love you too- Josh looked out of the window, the little snow that was falling had stopped and the sun was starting to set, showing beautiful oranges and pinks on the sky.
                          
-Do you want to go for a ride?- Tyler looked out of the window as well, and after some seconds, his eyes went to his mug, which was almost empty. 
                          
-Yeah, let's go, but I ride- He said getting up from the couch, going to get his winter jacket, which was in another couch. 
                          
-Sure thing- Josh shrugged on the jacket he wore for work and his beanie, Tyler simply put the hood of his yellow hoodie on and zipped his black winter jacket, both of them heading outside to Tyler's car. 
                          
The air outside was cold, sending shivers down their spines as they made the short walk towards the car, their feet sinking down in the probably two inches of snow there were on the ground. The house in front of Josh's had already hanged their Christmas lights and their glow was almost a blur in between the snow and fog that was starting to get up the windows. 
                          
Tyler opened the driver's side door and got in, unlocking the passenger sides and letting Josh get in. He started the car as Josh turned on the radio, some rock station coming on. The both sat in silence as they listened to the music and Tyler drove out of the neighborhood. Letting the white covered houses go past them. 
                          
-What happened to that guy you liked when you were twenty?- Josh finally asked after they were out in the main road, leaning his head against the window. 
                          
-We were close to being a thing but...his family caught us...doing something, and they just moved states, he changed his number and...and I never knew anything about him anymore- He still remembered the kisses they were having, the way they roamed their hands through their bodies softly, how they didn't hear the door unlocking because they were sure that they had locked it, the terrified gasp of his sister, how they were screamed at for what seemed hours, how the grip on his arm was tight as they dragged him out of the house, the feeling of not seeing him after a week and the way he cried at night while the words of one of his friends went through his head "He moved states—I seriously don't know where he went—sorry, Ty"