Josh is starting to figure things out.

It's been a week since the little "fight" Tyler and Ryan had, and since then the couple has come up with lists of rules, punishments, and rewards. They came up with lists for both Josh and Tyler.

They have two copies of each list. One copy hangs on Tyler's fridge while the other hangs on Josh's. Although they usually spend their time at Tyler's house, the little brunette insisted on going to Josh's.

So here they are now, Tyler squealing over the fact that Josh hung all of his pictures on his fridge like he said he would. The older grabs the lists off the fridge, leading the little into the living room.

"We're going to go over these, okay tiny? I want to make sure we both have them memorized."

"Otay!" Tyler grins, taking his spot on his Daddy's lap as they list off the Daddy's rules for the little boy.

1. Daddy knows best. Trust and respect him always.
2. Always use your manners.
3. Bedtime is at 11 pm.
4. No cussing in littlespace.
5. When going out, always hold Daddy's hand or stay close to Daddy. Don't cause any scenes.
6. Always say no if you feel uncomfortable. Daddy will understand.
7. Respect yourself. No belittling or hurting yourself.
8. You belong to Daddy.
9. Always be honest with Daddy about your feelings. Don't hide anything from him.
10. You must eat 3 meals a day, along with your vegetables.
11. Hygiene is important! Brush your teeth every morning and night and take a shower/bath at least every other day.
+Rules can be revised and added at any time if Daddy sees fit.

"Do I gotsta go to sleep at eweven on weekends?" Tyler frowns, pointing at rule number three.

"Hm, how about midnight?" Josh reasons, which Tyler happily agrees to. The older adds the new rule in with permanent marker. "And now punishments."

1. Time out for however long Daddy sees fit.
2. No sweets for however long Daddy sees fit.
3. Early bedtime.
4. You have to help Daddy clean for as long as he says.
5. Writing a letter on what you did, why it's bad, and why you're sorry.
6. We have to watch what I want before bedtime, no Disney movies.
7. Spankings!

"I's don' ever wanna get spankin's!" The brunette says, clenching the piece of paper between his fists.

"Good boys won't get spankings," Josh says, grabbing the list of Tyler's rewards next.

1. Later bedtime.
2. A new toy/stuffie.
3. Dessert before and after dinner.
4. Daddy will do arts and crafts with you.
5. Daddy will play dress up with you.
6. A surprise during the next shopping trip.
7. A bedtime story.
8. A back/belly rub.

"I like dose," Tyler giggles, setting his lists off to the side and holding up Josh's list of rules that he came up with on his own, with only a little help from his Daddy. "Now Daddy's turn!"

1. Daddy will not put up with anyone speaking to or about me in any inappropriate or negative way.
2. Daddy belongs to me.
3. No drinking or smoking.
4. Will not take any anger out on me, ever!
5. Always give aftercare after punishments.
6. Must give endless kisses and cuddles.
7. No lying.
8. Can not and will not yell or cuss at me.

"I fink you needa rule dat you gotsta let me have dessert every day!"

"I don't think so, sweetie," Josh chuckles, handing Tyler the list of his own punishments.

1. Have to let me give Daddy a makeover.
2. The silent treatment.
3. Can't touch me no matter how much I tease Daddy.
4. Must give up your phone for me to watch YouTube however long I want.
5. No video games for the rest of the day.
6. Must give nonstop attention for the next hour.

"I wike 'em. Now rewards!"

1. I'll do whatever Daddy says for a whole hour.
2. Daddy gets his hair played with before bedtime.
3. Daddy joins me in the bathtub!
4. A super big kiss <3
5. I can suck on Daddy's thumb instead of my paci!

"Are you sure about that last one, sweetpea?" Josh asks, gathering all of the papers into one pile and setting them aside.

"Uh huh! You's will wike it!"

After planting a little kiss on his baby's forehead, Josh returns the lists to his refrigerator. Tyler meets him in the kitchen, pointing at the cupboard.

"You's got snacks?"

"Of course I do, tiny. Do you want animal crackers or goldfish?"

"Aminal cwackers!" The little giggles, clapping his palms together. "P'ease, Daddy!"

"Such a good boy, using your manners," Josh praises, handing over the bag. "What do you wanna do while you eat?"

"Cuddle wif Daddy," the brunette mumbles, stuffing one of the iced crackers into his mouth. He holds his empty hand out, making a grabby hand at his Daddy who easily scoops him up.

Josh carries the little to his bedroom, placing him on the bed. He unbuttons Tyler's overalls, already knowing that the brunette is going to end up falling asleep. He's left in loose boxers and a tight t-shirt. Josh knows it can't be comfortable.

"Hey baby boy, do you wanna wear one of Daddy's shirts?"

Tyler gasps, his eyes twinkling. "Yes! I keep?"

Josh rummages through his closet before pulling out an old, white t-shirt. "Sure, you keep."

With an excited giggle, the younger is helped out of his snug shirt and into Josh's much larger. The article engulfs him, sleeves hanging down to his elbows and hem resting a few inches above his knee.

"You cozy?"

"Mhm," the little hums, eyes darting around the room.

"What're you looking for? Paci?"

"Uh-uh."

"Thumper?"

"Uh-huh!"

Josh chuckles, grabbing the stuffed bunny from the bag Tyler left beside his bed and then totally forgot about. He hands the stuffie over, mentally aweing as the brunette hugs Thumper against his chest and sticks his thumb in his mouth.

"Honey, do you want a binki?"

Stubbornly, Tyler shakes his head. He points at Josh.

"You want me to cuddle with you now?"

After a moment's hesitation, Tyler shrugs.

"Come on, tiny. Use your words so Daddy can give you what you want."

"Wan' cuddles an' wan' daddy's fumb," he murmurs, humming in satisfaction as Josh joins him under the blanket.

"My thumb?" Josh asks gently, holding the finger against the boy's lips. "What did I do to get a reward?"

Tyler shrugs, shutting his eyes as he takes his Daddy's thumb in his mouth. He snuggles up next to Josh, Thumper in one hand and a fistful of Josh's shirt in the other.

"I think you like this more than I do," Josh chuckles, noticing the way Tyler seems to cling to him. "You like sucking on Daddy's thumb?"

Tyler nods softly, opening his eyes in just the slightest to look up at the older. Josh's breath is caught in his throat, having to tell himself not to think such dirty things about Tyler right now. Not yet.

"Okay, baby, close your eyes. Take a nap and I'll be right here when you wake up."

"Luh 'ou," the boy mumbles, and although the words are muffled by Josh's thumb, the man still hears loud and clear.

"You love me, Ty?"

"Mhm, m' luh Daddy."

He smiles, holding Tyler impossibly closer. "I love you too, tiny."

__A/N__

Sorry for the crappy filler chapter