Tyler yawned softly as he wrapped both his arms around his husband's left, kissing the base of his jaw.

Josh smiled softly, pressing a kiss to his forehead.

Tyler closed his eyes, snuggled up next to Josh the best he could with the armrest in the way.

"We can move the armrest, baby," Josh chuckled, his tired husband sitting up so the taller boy could push the bar up. Tyler quickly went back to snuggly with his new husband, smiling softly as he didn't have the armrest digging into his side.

"I love you," Josh grinned, kissing the top of Tyler's head.

"Mmm love you too," Tyler mumbled. He was exhausted from the wedding.

***

"Tyler," Josh said softly. "Ty, baby, wake up. They're comin' around with dinner."

Tyler woke up, squinting his eyes at Josh sassily before remembering there was no reason to be sassy. He was married to his best friend.

He smiled and kissed Josh's cheek, still holding his hand under the blanket Josh had thrown over both of them while he was asleep.

Tyler had gotten pasta, Josh getting the same. Their meals contained the entree, which was the pasta, a salad, crackers, cheese, an apple, a roll, butter, and a brownie.

Tyler quickly ate all of his meal, especially loving the dessert.

Josh chuckled as he saw his husband was finished while he was just now opening the container holding the salad.

"D'you want my brownie, TyTy?"

"You don't want it?" Tyler asked.

Josh grinned and shook his head, handing his now very happy hubby his brownie.

Tyler quickly ate it, snuggling back into Josh. "I'm gon' go back to sleep."

"Ok," Josh said, wrapping his arm around his husband while he ate and watched a movie on the screen in front of him. "Sweet dreams, TyTy. I love you."

"I love you too."

***

"Tylerrrrrrrrr," Josh hummed softly into his husband's ear with a grin. "Wake uppppp. We're in Paris."

"We're in Paris, Joshie," Tyler smiled sleepily as he looked out the plane window, turning back to look at his husband.

***

Once the boys arrived at their hotel, they got into bed started snuggling. Then making out. Then taking each other's pajamas off. They still hadn't had sex yet.

But, Josh's phone went off. It was his best friend Brendon.

"Fuck off, Brendon," Josh mumbled as he silenced his phone. "I'm trying to get sexy with my husband."

"Answer it," Tyler giggled. "I wanna see what he has to say."

Josh sighed but nodded, kissing Tyler's forehead.

"What, Brendon?"

"Well hello to you too, Josh."

"What do you want?"

"I was calling to ask how your flight was," Brendon said.

"It was wonderful, Brendon, thank you," Tyler said.

"Did you join the mile high club?"

"What's that?" Tyler whispered, not wanting to sound dumb.

"Don't worry about it," Josh whispered back. "And no, you sick fuck. We did not."

"Still? Guys, you've been married for 24 hours."

"Do I need to call someone?" Tyler asked. He didn't know if the mile high club was something you had to join for international flights or what.

"You're worrying my husband, Brendon," Josh said, pulling Tyler closer. "And we were about to have our fun when you called."

"Well why the fuck did you answer?!"

"Because knowing you, you wouldn't stop calling till I did."

"Well," Brendon said. "Yeah, that's prolly true. K well I'll let you two newlyweds get back to the deed."

"Thanks, Brendon," Josh said sarcastically.

"What's the mile high club?" Tyler asked.

"Joshua William Dun! Educate your husband!"

Josh groaned at Brendon, rolling his eyes. His voice turned much more love-filled when he talked to his husband. "It's when people have sex on a plane," Josh said softly.

"Ew!"