as if;

“Because I’m pretty sure you used to keep a count of how many times I would trip around the house,” Josh smirked as he reached over to grab her hand. At the time, he was pissed but now it was kind of funny to think about. Taking a deep breath, he felt like he had been transported into another era as they walked in. His eyes blinked a few times between the bright colors and blasting music. LA surely knew how to outdo itself. “You’re not?” He asked, sounding surprised. “Well then I’ll make sure to fall right in the middle of the rink.” He squeezed her hand only saying that to tease her. “Yeah, if I make it out of here without an injury. Your dad would say this place is just a lawsuit waiting to happen.”

“Okay, now I’m offended that you think so low of me. I would never laugh at you getting hurt...” Cher... lied. Of course she’d laughed when Josh stumbled around the house. Who wouldn’t? He was basically all gangly limbs, when he went down it was the funniest sight. Like when baby deers fell, it was very much like that. But she wouldn’t do that now that he was her boyfriend. At least she’d try her hardest to laugh it up. “I am not.” She told him, wrapping her arms around his neck to hold him close. “Well, fingers crossed that it’s a light fall.” Cher held up her fingers in front of him before pressing a quick kiss to his lips. “Of course he would. Daddy thinks everything is a lawsuit waiting to happen.” Cher playfully rolled her eyes. “Please don’t end up being one of those lawyers, turn that brain off every so often. Even if it’s kind of sexy.” She whispered that last part in his ear before taking his hand to lead him to where they could pick up some skates. 

“I don’t know, Cher. This doesn’t seem like a good idea,” Josh stated as they walked through the entrance of LA’s newest hotspot: a roller rink. At least, that’s how Cher phrased it when she started begging for him to be her date over a week ago. Considering he had the balance and coordination of a two-year-old, he had told her no at least a dozen times, but when he caught wind that that Elton guy was going to be there.. He couldn’t say no. That guy was always giving Cher a second look, despite the fact that he was supposedly dating Amber, and you could say that made Josh a little jealous. Or a lot. "You’re going to be embarrassed if I fall, aren’t you? Well too bad. That’s what you get for bringing me here.”

“Why do you say that?” Cher asked her boyfriend (oh, it felt good to be able to refer to him as her boyfriend.). Sure, a roller rink required a level of coordination that her boyfriend didn’t really seem to possess. She’d seen Josh trip over air once, seriously but it was a cool place. Why wouldn’t they have wanted to come here? It was like the 70′s had come back to life and she’d dressed up in something that called back to the era of disco and really long songs. “No, I’m not.” Cher told him, wondering why he’d think such a thing. Well, she knew why because a couple of months ago, she would have told him off had he embarrassed her but she’d come sort of far from that girl. “You say that like it’s a bad thing but I know you’re going to have a ton of fun.” 

Josh laughed, turning back towards his girlfriend as she appeared to be shocked at his sudden generosity. He couldn’t blame her, though, he himself was shocked too. “Oh stop it. It’s not that big of a deal,” he rolled his eyes, playing it off even though it was in fact a big deal. “It’s just saving time, really. I know if I go throw on a pair of jeans and a random shirt like usual, you’re going to send me back in there to change. This way, we’re saving that extra step and you’re, you know, happy.” He gave her a semi-sarcastic smile before turning back around again. “I’ll go get us a reservation and maybe make a little pre-dinner snack, since I already know this is going to take a while.” And he needed to mentally prepare himself for what was going to come next.

“It’s not that big a deal? Really, Josh? Really?” She asked him as he knew that this was a big deal. This was a huge deal. Usually she would have to beg to get Josh to go to a place like the one they were going tonight. And forget about having the opportunity to dress him up to go. But she was getting both, this was a moment for them. “Well, yeah, but I don’t think that’s why you’re doing it. You’re doing it because you like me.” Cher teased, playfully as he continued to speak. He was doing it because he liked her and that was the cutest thing that Josh had done thus far in their relationship. “It won’t take that long. I know exactly what I’m going to wear. That Calvin Klein dress you loved so much, I’m wearing that.” She let him know, as she turned away from him to go into her walk in closet. 

Cher had gotten herself all dolled up, everything looked perfect. If Josh didn’t already like her, he was definitely going to like her now. So she made her way over to his bedroom, his outfit already in hand. It’d been this amazing Louis Vuitton number she’d gotten him, she just knew he would look like a million dollars in it. “Am I clear to go inside? There’s not going to be some weird plant ready to spray poison in my face, is there? Or worst, I’m not going to step on some compost.” She teased outside of his door.

“Yes, really. If you can do something nice for me, then I guess I can do something nice for you. But don’t give me too much time to think on that, because I might take it back,” Josh joked with a wink. Restaurant openings weren’t his thing, well most things that were Cher’s thing weren’t either, but he figured he could suck it up for one night. Seeing his girlfriend happy was supposed to make him happy, right? “I think this should be enough for now.” He laughed, not being able to stop himself from smiling at how giddy his girlfriend was. Picking up the box, he started towards the door and back to his room. “You get changed, and I will.. wait for you to dress me? If I’m going to be seen tonight, I’m guessing you’ll want a say in what I wear. Just call tonight your lucky night.” Yeah, he was so going to regret this.

“And you guessing has made me a very happy girlfriend, let me just say that.” She said, wrapping her arms around his neck to place quick little kisses to the side of his face. Cher was so excited, nights in were great and all but she liked to get out of the house with Josh. Outside, they didn’t have to worry about her father and what she assumed would be a mixed reaction to them being together. Cher shook her head, a sif to get the thought out of her head. Tonight was about them. “Okay, but if you need anything you let me know.” She said, as he walked away. Her lips pouted as he walked away, already missing him and his touch. “Wait, we’re not only going to a total scene,” Cher said, in her best Josh impression. “But you’re also letting me dress you up? Are you sure you’re my boyfriend?” She asked him. “Is this like one of those body snatching moments?” Cher nodded as it was already turning out to be a pretty special night. “Well, go, go. I’ll be in your room in a second.” She waved him off as she knew she had to pull out something... good. Her boyfriend was set on making this a special night, so she would definitely dress the part.

“Really?” Josh asked with a hint of surprise in his voice, his eyes lighting up. Usually Cher rolled her eyes as he went on and on about one of his passion projects, he never thought she’d partake in one of them, much less enjoy it. “Have I told you that you’re the best girlfriend ever? Because you are, you really are.” He laughed as he pressed more kisses into the side of her face. “So amazing, in fact, that I think I should take you to that new restaurant that just opened tonight. You know, the one I refused to go to because it’s a total scene. Yeah, I think you deserve that for being so generous.” If she was going to make a sacrifice for him, then he was going to make one for her. He just hoped he didn’t completely regret it later.

“Yeah.” Cher nodded. She knew she could pull more things for those in need. She already had enough, did she really need more? She wanted to say yes, but that wasn’t true. Plus, it was better to give them to actual people in need than to see them somehow end up on Amber’s back. “I mean, you have. But it wouldn’t hurt to her it more often, right?”  Cher asked him, smiling brightly as he kissed at the side of her face. “Wait, really?” She asked him, honestly shocked. Josh didn’t do restaurants that just opened. “Yeah, I know the one.” Cher nodded, everyone who was anyone had already been there. Excluding Cher as she’d been waiting to convince her boyfriend to go with her. ”Are you serious right now? Oh, take whatever you want from my closet. Well, after I get changed for this date.” Cher said excitedly, pressing her lips against his quickly. “Ah!”

“You know what look,” Josh rolled his eyes before reaching out to grab her face and shake it around a bit just to annoy her. “The one that would kill me to look at if this wasn’t such an important cause.” Everything was an important cause to Josh, but he wasn’t going to get into that now. Now it was time to help a few families in need. He wasn’t sure what they would do with some of Cher’s “couture pieces” or whatever she called them, but he figured it was better than nothing. “Thank you, thank you!” He said dramatically with a sigh of relief, wrapping his arms around his girlfriend from behind as she picked out some things to donate. “That’s perfect,” he assured her as he kissed her cheek, knowing that was enough pushing her for one day. “Whoever gets these are going to be so grateful. Doesn’t it feel good to be charitable?”

“I have no idea what look you’re talking about.” Cher said, hoping it would just work on him already but he was dead set on this cause. She swat at his hands lightly, the look giving away to a smile. As much as she disliked him for making her give away her clothes, she couldn’t deny that he was really cute when he was being a humanitarian. “You’re welcome.” She said with a huff, playing up the brat card as he wrapped his arms around her. Cher could feel herself blush as he kissed her cheek, why did he have to be so cute? “You know,” She turned her head to face him, twisting her lips in thought. “It wasn’t awful. I’m sure I could find a couple of more things to give. Just for you.” Cher told him, kissing his cheek as well. “And the people in need, of course.”

“Ok don’t give me that look,” Josh eyed his girlfriend as he held out an empty box to her. “You told me you’d donate one full box for the people affected by the fires in Northern California, and I know for a fact there are about thirty shirts in there that you don’t wear. They really need this stuff, and you - you’re probably going to drag me to the mall after this to compensate for your loss, I already know it.”

“What look?” She said, her eyes only getting wider and her pout only got that much more exaggerated. “I did.” Cher had not. She’d donated about two quarter of the box full. “You don’t know that for a fact. That’s assumption.” She told him, trying to argue her way out of filling up the box but she knew that this was for a good cause. “Fine, you want me to donate. I’ll donate.” She walked back to the closet, grabbing a couple of last season threads to throw into the box. Although it did take a lot for her to drop them into the box. Sure, they were last season but they were so pretty. “Is that enough?” She asked her boyfriend, eyes shut. 

“Oh so I can pay $200 to be told I have a ton of problems I don’t have for an hour? I don’t think so,” Josh laughed against her lips. “Besides, I have you to do all of my psychoanalyzing, don’t I?” Cher definitely didn’t have a problem of pointing out everything that he was doing wrong before, which was one of the many causes of their fights on both sides. On a serious note, as much as he hated that, a lot of the time she was actually right and made him think about himself and his actions a little more. “That’s actually kind of a relief to hear. I mean, I’m not going to lie sometimes I probably do deserve it and sometimes it turns me on, but I definitely do prefer the sweeter side of you.” It was true. Cher probably had the biggest heart out of anyone he knew, it was just hard to see when they were always in opposition against each other. When she’d set up and interview for him at NYU, well, that’s when he really saw what he’d been neglecting to see. “Of course not, I think part of being Cher Horowitz’s boyfriend is respecting the wardrobe.” Cher Horowitz’s boyfriend, now that was still something that he was going to have to get used to saying. It was still crazy to him that their countless nights of fighting over the remote had turned into this. It was all going a little too fast for him to wrap his head around this idea, so he couldn’t help but sigh in relief when she suggested that they go to bed. “You’re right, it’s late. I’m tired too, your dad’s upstairs..” He could go on and on about why they should hit pause on the current situation. “But most importantly, as cheesy as it sounds, I want this to be special. You deserve that. Not on the couch with that playing in the background.” He gestured to the TV, still not approving of her movie choice.

“You know, you’re kind of right.” Cher nodded, not that she thought she was in any way a replacement for someone who specializes with mental health but she would always be there to hear Josh out when he needed her too. That and to point hot what he did wrong. Like his outfit at the moment. He was just lucky that he looked so cute in that moment. “You’re such a masochist.” She laughed as he spoke, kissing at his lips quickly. “Well, I like being sweet to you too. You’ve actually earned that as of late, shockingly because you’re such a jerk.” She told him, as she absentmindedly ran her fingers through his hair. Josh had proved himself to be more than a pretentious jerk, he was so much more than that. He was thoughtful and he was kind, he kept her pushing even when she wanted nothing more than to lay in bed and just wallow in her sadness. “It does. It really does.” Cher’s eyes took in his features, who would have ever thought? Josh Lucas was her boyfriend. Not only her boyfriend, but one of the best boyfriend’s she’d had. Maybe even the best. “Ew, don’t bring my dad into this.” Cher scrunched her nose as her dad was the last person she wanted to think about as she straddled her boyfriend’s hips. “I want this to be special too.” She smiled at him, as he truly got her. Cher had always wanted her first time to be special, it’d been the reason why she’d held onto her virginity for as long as she had. She refused to lose it to just anyone. “You have horrible taste in movies, you really do.” Cher playfully pushed his head back as she got up from his hips, holding his haher hand out for his. “Come on,  I’ll walk you to your bedroom.”

“Honestly, why am I even surprised?” Josh shook his head as his lips met hers once again. Normally he’d be annoyed or even upset by what’d she just done, but right now he didn’t care? How could he when the most beautiful girl in the world was trying to undress him? “I can very much appreciate that, especially since you’ve gotten a lot nicer with your insults.” Her compliments lessened the sting of her comment about his shirt, which in reality he didn’t actually care about. All that mattered was that it was off and pretty soon hers would be too, a sight that he wasn’t sure he was quite ready for. “You are such a liar,” he laughed against her lips, purposely setting her shirt down next to them on the couch as nice as he could. He knew Cher and how much she cared about her clothes. The last thing he wanted was to ruin the moment by getting something dirty. “Of course not. I know how quickly this situation could change if I damaged one of your precious designer items, so just remember how considerate I was in this moment next time you want to do something nice for me.”

“I have no idea. I think that’s something you’re going to have to ask someone else about. If you want, I can get you in touch with some of the better therapists in Beverly Hills.” Cher mumbled against his lips in between kisses before simply shutting up to enjoy the moment for what it was. “Well, you can’t exactly be a raging bitch to your boyfriend, can you? I mean, I’m sure you can, but I wouldn’t do that to you.” She said, in a moment of seriousness between the two of them. Josh and herself hadn’t been a thing for very long but in their short amount of time together, Josh had quickly made his way into her top three when it came to boyfriends. And if she was being entirely honest, he was on his way to number one. After all, this was a guy who despite all their differences and the challenges that their relationship faced remained with her. How could she not really like him? “I am not a liar.” She nudged his nose with her own, her own little form of pay back for his comment. “You didn’t do it?” Cher asked him, looking back at him to see that he’d placed her shirt right besides them. A grin worked at her lips. See, reasons why he was definitely on his way towards her top spot. “I will make sure to repay you with kindness and so many kisses.” She said as she leaned down to kiss at his cheek before her hands found themselves against his chest to hold herself up. “Okay, I know we were just getting all hot and heavy, but... do you think we can just, I don’t know, go upstairs and sleep?” Cher asked, a yawn leaving her lips. “I promise that this isn’t because of you. I love what’s happening right now, like honestly, when did you become such a babe? But I’m just really tired.”

As nervous as he was a few seconds ago, Josh could already feel himself calming down as he continued to kiss his girlfriend. The more he did so, the more he was getting lost in her, which shouldn’t have been so much of a surprise considering it was Cher Horowitz. He knew that it would be hard, most likely impossible to find someone as beautiful and angelic as her. “Are you trying to undress me by insulting my shirt?” Josh pulled away momentarily with a laugh. “That is so.. you.” Rolling his eyes, he went back to kissing her again This time, him reaching to remove her shirt. “Don’t tell me you’re going to have a fit if this falls on the floor.”

“Uhm...” Cher smiled down at him, playing dumb although they both knew the truth. “Maybe?” She said, laughing lightly so that they wouldn’t wake up her father. “You have to appreciate that I can stay on brand even in the face of such a huge and ridiculously cute...” She was saying before his lips met hers again. “And great kissing distraction.” Cher finally finished her sentence as he went about taking off her shirt. “No, I’m not going to throw a fit of you throw that on the floor.” Cher lied, looking away so that she wouldn't see that crime against fashion. “Has it happened yet? Did you do it?”

Josh was nervous, to say the least. It wasn’t a secret that he wasn’t the most experienced when it came to girls. He’d kissed here and there (he was in college after all), but sex? Yeah, he hadn’t exactly gotten to that point. And Josh being Josh, had assumed that Cher had. I mean, look at her. She’d brought guys around the house over the years and he couldn’t help but feel inferior to them now. Not only had most of them had supermodel good looks, but they probably also had a lot more practice. He, on the other hand, couldn’t help his heart from beating out of his chest right now at the thought of going all the way with her right now. As she leaned down to kiss his cheek, Josh looked up at her with endearing eyes. It was like there was some sort of unspoken connection spoken between them. He got the impression that it was okay to kiss her, that they didn’t have to kill this moment right then and there just because it could turn out awkward or that they could be caught be her father upstairs. His thoughts quieted as she kissed him again, his adrenaline taking over this time. He let his hands move down past her hips, squeezing as he felt his lungs gasp for air. As scared as he was, he didn’t want to lose this moment. He just wanted to be close to her, however close that meant right now he wasn’t sure. But as always, she had him along for the ride.

The look on his face only made her fall for Josh that much more, if that was even possible with how she felt about him already. She’d never met someone who made Cher feel like Josh had made her feel. He looked at her like she was  more than some trophy. She was a person, a person who probably annoyed him more often than not but one that he really, really liked. And he was one that she really, really liked as well. That’s why she, as nervous as this all made her, wasn’t scared. This was simply a natural progression of things for them. One that she was enjoying quite a lot. For a guy that she typically made fun of for his lack of experience with the opposite sex, the way Josh kissed her said otherwise. Yet another one of those pleasant little surprises that came with being Josh Lucas’ girlfriend. “You should probably take this off.” Cher nodded as she reached down for the hem of his t-shirt, pulling it up with a small giggle before kissing at his lips again because she just couldn’t get enough of him. “Actually, you should take this off. It’s ugly.” She said in between kisses. 

“I know a once in a lifetime chance when I see one,” Josh joked, trying not to pay much attention to Cher running her hands through his hair and instead trying to focus on the TV. He was trying his best not to get too turned on with her dad right upstairs, but it was getting more and more difficult as the night went on. No wonder he had been so grumpy all the time when he was around her before. It was hard to be this close to her and not want to be all over her. “Oh come on, you know you secretly enjoy it. Just a little. You love any chance to get to prove me wrong, and hey, I’ll admit that you have sometimes. Not everything is so terrible now.” It was a relief to not have to hate everything about Cher’s life. Now he was along for the ride, and he was starting to enjoy himself. Sure, a lot of it was superficial or living in excess, but sometimes he had to let his mission to save the world go - if only for a few hours. He deserved to have a little fun. Ok, well maybe not as much fun as he was having as Cher straddled him in an attempt to keep the remote to herself. His jaw went slack as he thought of a response, letting out a nervous laugh as he ran his hands down her hips. “Cher is..” he started, biting his lips as his eyes studied the position they were in right now. “Totally going to get me killed. Not that I wouldn’t love to die in this way, but you know.. still young.” He rambled, trying to hide the blush on his cheeks.

When the laughter and playfulness had subsided, she came to realize that they were quite the position. That awareness made her heart race, due to so many things. One being that she’d never been this close to a guy, ever. It was a little known secret that Cher wasn’t exactly sexually experience, but that was due to her wanting her first time to be with someone deserving of it. But perhaps that guy would be Josh? His hands found themselves at her hips and she could hear her heart beat pounding in her ears. But whatever nerves had been present left the moment she saw the smile on his face. That paired with what he had to say and that light blush on his face, he was just as nervous as she was. And that was one of the most endearing things about Josh. She had such an effect on him, one that he also had on her. Cher leaned in, pressing a kiss to his cheek before raising her head again to look him in his eyes. She didn’t have to say a thing because she was sure he knew what that kiss meant. She didn’t know where tonight would lead them, but she knew one thing... she wanted to try to see how far they could go. So she leaned back down, kissing him once again. This kiss a lot more different than any of their previous, this one she took her time with while letting her hands roam. 

“If I have to point it out, then I don’t think I’m doing as good of a job as I think I am right now.” Josh joked as he wiggled his eyebrows, even though he knew he couldn’t be smooth to save his life. Then again, he didn’t have much practice over the years but he was working on it. “Yes, but you also have all of your ways of distracting me from giving it. So since I want you to get that information, I’m going to go with yes. You have to.” He confirmed, leaning in closet to kiss the tip of her nose. Despite what it seemed like, this wasn’t really about the news itself, it was about Cher embracing how intelligent she was. It was way too easy to write her off as just another dumb blonde before, but he’d always known the truth. She was really smart, smarter than him sometimes, she just communicated it in a different way. A way that never failed to leave him in awe of her. “Just like that?” Surprised by how quickly she’d given in to him, he raised his eyes before smiling brightly at her. “You know what? I’m not even going to question that, I’m just going to take it and run.” He held up his hands, gasping at her next statement. “Lost? No, no. I’m just skeptical, that’s all. Or even a pessimist. I always assume the worst about a situation.” He corrected her with the roll of his eyes. “Oh really? Try me.” Reaching his hands towards the remote again, he taunted her just to see what would happen. He figured he’d probably be sorry that he did so, but he was curious and his lack of sleep was starting to get at him.

“Yeah. Just like that.” Cher told him, holding back a laugh at the shock that came from him. “Yeah, you got your way. Shocking, I know.” She told her boyfriend, teasing him that much more. “That’s probably for the best, yeah.” Cher said, running her fingers through his locks as she kept her eyes on the animated basketball action before them. “You said it, not me.” She said with a grin, as they all knew that that was one of traits that defined Josh. He was quite the pessimist, while she was more of the sunny optimist, but that’s was just another one of those things that worked in their favor. Dating someone who was really her opposite in every kind of way had proven to be the best decision Cher had made. “You want me to try you?” She asked him, narrowing her eyes as he came closer to her. Once his hand had too close, she grabbed a hold of it, pushing it towards his chest before pushing him back as well. She straddled his hips- so that he wouldn’t move of course, while holding his hands against his chest. “Told you.” Cher said, a giant smile on her face. “Now say Cher is the best girlfriend ever. She’s gorgeous, and nice, and she’s got an amazing wardrobe. Oh, and that you like her very much.”

“I might love that you do it too. Might.” Josh clarified, a smile peeking through his lips as he playfully tapped her nose. He couldn’t believe how cheesy he was being, how cheesy she made him. It was the complete opposite of who he was before he figured out he might’ve had feeling for Cher all along. He was always so grumpy, so bothered unless a new humanitarian project sparked some interest in him. Now he could see that he didn’t have to be like that anymore. Not in these moments when the two of them were alone, and they didn’t have to go on pretending like they still hated each other’s guts. “Alright, I’ll look at them later. But right now, I’m a little a preoccupied.” Laughing, he leaned over to squeeze her thigh. “I still think you could use a little extra information, though. How much could they really give you in between all of those fashion and celebrity gossip stories? How about we make a deal? I’ll give Teen Vogue a try, if you give CNN, which is not only for boring squares thank you very much, a try. That way, we’re both broadening our horizons.” He proposed, even though the idea of having to get through a fashion magazine gave him a headache. “Having a midnight snack? I couldn’t agree more.” He joked with a wink as she messed with his hair. “If there’s breakfast and there’s you, I can’t see why I hated breakfast court so much before..” He scrunched his nose at her, sneakily trying to reach over her for the remote before hesitating. “No, but really what would you do if I tried to steal it back just now?”

“Are you? With what?” She asked him, looking around as if she had no idea what it was that he was referring to. But she knew very well what he was busy with and she couldn’t be happier to be the thing that was taking his attention him at the moment. “I have you to give me that information, don’t I?” She asked him, kissing him once again. “So do I really have to do that?” Cher shook her head, although he knew very well that she’d do it. Because she liked being somewhat informed with what was happening in the world. Especially in an America that voted for someone with tacky hair over the most qualified candidate they’d ever had. America was totally buggin’. “Fine, I’ll do it. I promise.” She nodded, because she couldn’t really say no to him. Especially when he was looking as cute as he was. Cure that face. “Probably because you always lost?” She shrugged, because she couldn’t go too long without being a pain in his side. It’s why he liked her so much. “I would take it right back from you.” Cher said, as she was confident she could take her boyfriend on. She wasn’t much of a fighter, but after what happened to her at that gas station- she’d taken two self defense classes and she was pretty damn good.  

“Why do you do what you do to me, Cher Horowitz? It’s so not fair,” Josh groaned dramatically, not being able to stop himself from smiling as she kissed his cheek. “Teen Vogue insta-what? No, no. We are definitely going to need to get you some real, informative news apps.” He nodded assuringly before tapping her playfully on the nose. “I guess that’s not so bad.” Squinting his eyes at her phone, he flipped through the story. “I still think you might be surprised and find the CNN app to be pretty cool, though.” At least he did, but those were just the kind of things that Josh geek’d out over. “Oh no I can see it now. You wanting to me to drive in the middle of the night to fulfill some late night craving, but I’ll probably end up doing it since the stakes have been increased.” He shook his head before stealing a kiss from her lips. “It’s okay at best.” He deadpanned, snuggling her close to him. “So this is how the nights going to go, huh?” He laughed before tousling her hair just to mess with her. “Keep insulting me and I may take back what I said about letting you have the remote.”

“Because I love doing it?” She asked him, before laughing. “And it’s not like you hate it. Look at that smile on your face.” She said, before turning his face so that her lips could meet his once again. “Oh, you’re not about to judge Teen Vogue. Their articles are extremely informative. Look for yourself and then you get to judge.” She said, one upping his nose tap by kissing the tip of his nose. “Yeah, maybe but then I’ll be one of those bring squares who reads CNN and I think not.” Cher laughed at how exhausted he already sounded at the thought of having to do that, not that Cher would be putting him through anything like that... at least not yet. Cher’s mouth dropped after he’d stolen a kiss from her, very much enjoying this playful side of Josh. “It’s the best and you like it.” She said, meeting his lips once again. “This is exactly how the night is goin to go.” Cher messed with his locks right back. “I’d like to see you try. We had an agreement and if you try to break that agreement, I’ll see you in breakfast court.” She said, referring to this thing that Mel put them through when they had a disagreement. 

“Yeah, well if I’m extra grumpy in the morning than we know who to blame,” Josh teased, scrunching his nose at her, even though the reality was that he’d probably be less grumpy. That was just the effect that Cher had on him. “No, we are very young people trying to be informed citizens of this country. It’s never too early to start watching the news.” He reminded her, squeezing her side playfully as she attempted to steal the remote. “Just think about how long we’ve known each other. I think we both know a lot more about each other than we’d like to admit. Or that we used to like to admit. I don’t even know anymore,” he laughed. The lines between them were so blurred now, which was hard for someone like Josh who thrived on order. Either way, he was slowly trying to figure out whatever was happening between them. “Space Jam? Really?” he raised an eyebrow, trying to tone down the judgement in his tone. “Whatever you want, babe.” Shaking his head, he put his arm around her and pulled her close, counting on the fact that Mel should have been snoring away in his bed by now. “I’m hoping I don’t lose too many brain cells over this.”

“You can’t be grumpy with this face looking at you. It’s like impossible.” She pointed at her face as she spoke, leaning in to kiss his cheek repeatedly because it was cute how he thought he could still be Beverly Hills grumpy cat in her presence. “Fine, I suppose you’re right. But I rather get my news from Teen Vogue’s instastory.” She let him know as she pulled out her cellphone to show him just how informed one could be from just Teen Vogue. “Yeah, it’s kind of a blessing if you think about it. Like now I can send you off to get me food as my significant other and you’ll know exactly what to get me. And if you don’t get it for me, then you’re not kissing me.” he said with a devious smirk as she got to play that card with him now. “Oh shut up, like you don’t like Space Jam,” She scoffed as she leaned back into his embrace. “You don’t have to worry about that. It’s not like you had that many to begin with.” She teased him as she burrowed her face into the crook of his neck.