In Love with a Lunatic (joshler)

8. Slow

Saturday
December 7

Tyler sits in the corridor outside the locker room, waiting for the Lunatics to get off the ice. They had won the game and Tyler immediately made his way to the hall. He watches people leave the stadium, some staying behind, hoping to meet some of the team. He stands up as the team steps out of the hallway leading to the ice and he sees Josh and Dallon's jerseys as they pass by him.

Waiting a bit longer, he watches a few of the players come out to sign autographs and take pictures. He doesn't see either of the two men he was hoping for, but he sees Ronnie, causing him to hide in hopes the man doesn't notice him.

Then he receives a text message.

Lunatic:
Come to the locker room

Glancing up at Ronnie, he makes a quick move as the player's back is turned to him. The locker room door shuts behind him making the other members look over at him.

He makes his way confidently inside and finds Josh and Dallon on the bench, sitting topless as their padded pants remain on. Tyler can't help but to stare at the two shirtless men. His aunt's words come back to him like a wave pool.

"In the locker room. His sweaty body..."

Tyler blushes and looks down, biting the inside of his cheek. He makes his way over and sits beside Josh who smirks lightly at him. Tyler smiles, admiring the man's tattoos. He's never seen them in full before.

"I'm gonna shower. You coming, Dun?"

Josh looks at Dallon who stands up, beginning to remove the rest of his uniform.

"I'll be there in a minute," Josh nods.

Tyler and Josh are left alone as the rest of the team heads to the showers. Josh looks back at Tyler who smiles up at him.

"What'd you think about the game?"

Tyler shrugs, "Not enough fighting, in my opinion."

Josh chuckles, "Don't look at me. I don't need more penalties this season."

"I was kinda hoping Dallon and that number 14 would get into it. He should've been pulled off the ice from the start."

"That's what Coach said," Josh nods. "I know he was talked to, but obviously nothing came of it."

"Hopefully he gets a strongly worded lecture."

Josh laughs, "More than likely. They lost, so I'm sure they're getting their asses chewed."

Tyler sighs and leans his back against the locker behind him.

"Everything okay?"

The brunette nods, "I have to talk to you about something."

The hockey player nods, his heart rate speeding up in anxiety, "Sure."

"Okay, so...um...could you-" Tyler pauses, looking away from the man. "Could you shower first? This is distracting me," he states, gesturing to Josh's exposed sweaty torso.

Josh laughs lightly, "I'll be right back."

The man stands up and looks down at the smaller boy who stares up at him. He smiles as Josh carefully grabs his chin and presses a kiss to his lips. He watches the man walk away before letting out a breath and lying his head against the lockers again. Josh sure is making it hard for Tyler to resist.

Tyler sits in the silent room and waits for Josh to return. He mentally plans out what he's going to say, but can't think of any good way. He sees Dallon walk out in his boxers and throws a smile toward him.