save [joshler]

in this moment

Tyler's pov

My eyes flutter open as the loud music from the end credits play. Joshua's head is still on mine, which causes me to smile. But holy fuck, I have pee. But he didn't show me around so I have no idea where the bathroom is.

God damn it.

I reach up and lift his head off mine and gently place it on the back of the couch. I get up and tiptoe down the pitchblack hallway, my hands on the wall is my only guidance.

I hit something, a light switch. I flick it on and a bright light shines in front of me. Aha! The bathroom! I walk inside, slowly close the door and go pee. Man, the floor is fucking cold.

I flush, quietly cursing at how loud it is and make my way back out to the living room. I sit back down, and rest my head on the arm of the couch. The tv screen turns completely black as I'm drifting back off to sleep.

But the couch dips. And when my eyes open, Joshua isn't on the couch and light in the bathroom is illuminating the whole hall. I hear the toilet flush and I go back to closing my eyes.

I hear Joshua's footsteps on the hardwood floor and a small, quiet yawn from him. I smile at him, the thought of him scratching his head sleepily runs through my brain.

Suddenly I feel him stand in front of me. Like he's watching me "sleep", it's a little creepy not gonna lie. But when I open my eyes and see him turning off the tv a small relieved sigh escaped my lips.

I turn over, my back against the couch, when I feel him slide his hands under me; supporting my knees and upper back. He lifts me off the couch and begins walking.

A door is opened and soon after I am set on a bed. He pulls a blanket over my body and begins to leave.

"Joshua?" I say, faking the tiredness in my voice.

I see him turn around and walk back over to me. "Hey Tyler." He says, hovering over me. "You were sleepin' and I didn't want to wake you so I just carried you to my room. I'm sorry, I hope that's okay."

I smile and nod. "Yeah, that's okay. Where are you gonna sleep?"

"I was just gonna sleep on the couch." He spoke softly.

"Okay, I'm sorry." I said.

"No it's okay. Goodnight Tyler."

He turns to walk away again when I get a crazy idea.

I spring up, causing him to look back at me. "You can still sleep in here, if you'd like."

"What?" He asks.

"I-I said, you could still sleep in here. You don't have to sleep out there on the couch." I repeat. 

"Wha- no, it's okay, I don't mind it."

"P-please? I don't like sleeping alone."

"Tyler... are you sure? I know you're in a fight, I don't want you doing this out of spite."

"No, I'm not I promise. Just, please?"

He sighs. "Only if you're 100% sure of it."

"110% Joshua."

"Okay." He sighs again and walks over the bed.

I lay back down as he settles in. "Thank you." I say quietly. 

"Yeah, of course Tyler."

I smile to myself and turn on my side, facing away from him. "Hey Joshua?"

"Yes Tyler?"

"Um, could you, uh, would-would you, c-can you cuddle me?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Are you sure Tyler?"

I nod and bite my lip. Hey, if I'm gonna get hit I might as well make it worth my while. "110% sure, Joshua."

I feel the bed shift before a pair of strong arms wrap around my small frame, melting me into his touch. I let out a sigh of relief and he pulls me closer into him. I can feel his chest rise and deflate on my back, his hot breath on my neck. I've never felt more safe in my life than I do in this moment.

I close my eyes, a single tear escapes and falls out, landing on the pillow underneath my head.

I don't care about anything right now. In this moment, there is not a single worry, fear, or any form of negative thought in my brain.

In this moment, I'm not thinking about Brendon, my mom, my life or even my absent father.

Nothing matters to me right now; nothing besides the man laying behind me.

In this moment, all that matters is me and Joshua.