(Because damn it I ran out of names for chapters.)
Accelerondo
Neku toys with the shimmering white feather around his neck. Joshua had already explained its significance to their friends, at which point Neku, not having wings of his own (yet) pulled out the ring he'd kept safe in his pocket.
"Geez! Finally!" Shiki exclaims.
"After four years, we were wondering if you'd ever pop the question," Rhyme chirps with a grin. Joshua casually slings an arm around Neku's shoulders.
"Really? We'll be spending a literal eternity together. I was worried this might be too soon."
Neku closes his eyes and huffs.
"Considering how long it took for you to admit you killed me, I'm actually surprised you waited this long, too."
Joshua says nothing, choosing instead to playfully peck Neku's cheek.
Berserk
Neku starts training with Kariya (and sometimes Uzuki). He's still not entirely sure if Joshua approves of it or not.
He returns to their apartment after the first day, bloodied and bruised and sore, wondering if Kariya was paying him back for having defeated him and Uzuki in the Long Game, and Joshua attacks him with kisses and hugs and waves of worry and relief and calming emotions. Somehow, even though it hurts, Neku can't help but smile, and he returns the city god's affections with equal excitement.
Cloak
There are some days where Joshua doesn't feel like doing anything. Neku knows exactly how that feels, so even if he complains about it a few times, he's still happy to let Joshua curl up beside him on the sofa and hide away from his godly responsibilities.
Deal
The demon with an angelic face holds out his hand.
"So, do we have a deal?" He smirks.
Neku takes his hand and allows the demon to pull him close.
"Yes," he softly affirms.
The deal is sealed with a kiss.
Egregious
Neku enters his house and immediately catches a whiff of something burning. He quickly hangs up his schoolbag before taking off his shoes and placing them by the door. He slips his feet into a pair of slippers and idly notes that his parents are still out, before heading into the kitchen, grabbing the fire extinguisher from its hook on the wall by the door.
"What the EVER LIVING FUCK!?"
The microwave looks like it's been crushed, and there's a very, very large pot that Neku knows for certain doesn't belong in his house that somehow broke through the surface of the stove and then went down to destroy the oven from the inside. In the meantime, the lid that went with said pot had somehow ended up lodged into the ceiling, right between two of the lights. That is to say nothing of the piles of ingredients on the counter that have no business even being out, let alone being cooked.
And the centerpiece, clearly responsible for this mess, is Joshua, wearing mismatched striped and plaid oven mitts (Shiki would have a heart attack) and an orange apron reading Kiss the Cook in bright purple letters (scratch that, both Shiki and Eri would have simultaneous heart attacks).
At least Joshua has the decency to look embarrassed...for all of five seconds.
Facetious
Joshua walks across the street before the light signals it's safe and narrowly avoids getting hit by a car. The driver honks loudly and Neku clutches his chest, trying to calm himself.
"Josh, what the hell! You could've been hit- you could've been killed!"
The blond waves his hand nonchalantly.
"Calm down, Neku. A little death never hurt anyone. Besides, I'm God."
"It's the principle of the thing, Josh!"
Guarantor
"I can show you the world," Joshua says, his eyes glinting.
This, Neku knows, is a fact. An honest guarantee. However...
"Let's get off this stupid Disney carpet first, 'Aladdin'."
Hiraeth (longing for a home (spiritual, emotional, or physical) you can't return to)
Joshua held on tightly to Neku, face buried in the crook of his neck.
"I don't want you to go..." he wines. Neku frowns.
"I know. I don't want to leave you either," he says, gently prying his divine partner off of him. "...but if I miss another day of school, my parents'll kill me. I'll check up on you at lunch."
He gives Joshua a quick kiss then power-walks out the door.
Iconoclast
Once upon a time, Neku was fine being alone. Then Joshua came and, with the pull of a trigger, completely destroyed that and just about every other belief he'd once cherished.
And it was so worth it.
Janky
They're at Cosmic Corner. Not an ideal place for a date, Joshua thinks, but there are worse places. Besides, Def Märch promised them free tickets if they could pick this up, and free concerts for a band as popular as those three was as good as free booze.
Shinta hands over a bag, and Neku frowns as he peers inside.
"I dunno man...this stuff looks pretty janky..."
"Ppsshhh! Don't worry so much, bro! I swear it's the best I could get my hands on!"
"Alright..."
They leave and Joshua smiles dryly. Neku looks over at him.
"What?"
"Don't use American slang, dear- it doesn't suit you."
Kairos
The weather was warm with an almost imperceptible breeze. Neku was all alone- Miyashita park was abandoned, so why he was there was anybody's guess.
Now was the time.
In the first of his Noise forms, Propheta Cantus, Joshua leapt down from the wall and hugged Neku from behind. He winced as his Conductor slugged him, but it was so worth it to see his surprised reaction once he dropped back to his RG form.
Larceny
Yes, Shiki, Neku knows it isn't normal for him to love the guy (the god) that killed him, so you can stop repeating it now! It's not his fault Josh is a damned larcenist!
Martyr
The pathetic villagers who were so sure their god had no physical presence were the ones who killed Neku, simply because he knew better. Well, Joshua would avenge him, and then they'd all see just how much physicality he had!
Neophyte
No matter how many Games he oversaw, Neku treated all of them like his first, so as to avoid becoming distant and uncaring of the Players' individual struggles (like Joshua).
Obsequious
Kitaniji was so obedient and sycophantic it was sickening. Joshua is thankful every day that Neku isn't like that.
Patronize
Neku's sure Joshua doesn't mean to sound patronizing, but he does, so eventually he stops coming to him for help with his mortal struggles.
Quadi ((in Muslim countries) a judge)
Neku doesn't really care about being judged. However, it does help to have a literal god on his side.
Rapport
It was in their meaningful glances and playful banter, in the way Neku would draw something just so Joshua could relax in his creativity and Imagination, and in the way Joshua would leave comforting and inspirational messages in places Neku just happened to be at without either of them having to say anything. It was an entirely new level of intimacy.
Serendipity
"Our meeting was a happy accident- a very happy accident," Joshua says, with too much cheer, to Shiki when she asks a month after the Long Game. Neku snorts.
"You shot me in the head- I don't think that means what you think it means!"
"Oh, poh-tay-toh, poh-tah-toh, dear."
Taciturn
Of the two of them, Joshua was better at handling large crowds. When it came to crowded events, then, Neku was very quiet and tight-lipped. A good balance, though they both knew it was just because Neku had no tact.
Ubiquitous
The thing about living in the city of which your boyfriend has control of, Neku realizes, is that you can feel his presence everywhere.
Vapid
After peeking at Neku's Imagination, Joshua found everything else suddenly drab and colorless, and it was reflected in his fair, plum-eyed appearance.
Wanton
He lay on his side, propped by his elbows. His lips were curved into a seductive smirk, and he beckoned slowly, deliberately. Entranced, Neku could only obey, and settled down beside him, their bodies fitting perfectly together.
Xanadu
They live in a lavish apartment, in what is now a sewer and what was once a river. But they could live anywhere, and it would be paradise as long as they had each other.
Yore
Sometimes, on nights when neither of them could sleep, Neku would listen to Joshua tell stories of ancient Shibuya, to the background of the city's nightlife and the stars.
Zede
Neku realized early on that unless the consequences were extremely dire (and that was subjective), Joshua wouldn't take responsibility for his actions. That left him and Mr. H to be the ethical ones- mostly him, though, cause Hanekoma was surprisingly detached from everything not related to the Game or Shibuya as a whole.