bulletproof in black like a funeral

i cry

Tyler checked his appearance in the mirror for the tenth time before leaving. He was standing with his head cocked to the side as he tugged on the hem of his shirt. He was wearing the My Chemical Romance t-shirt and kimono Josh had given to him, along with the floral vans and black, ripped up skinny jeans he had bought on impulse and worn once. He felt a little self conscious, mainly of what people would be thinking of him. Otherwise, he really liked the way he looked.He was kind of his own aesthetic, if he was being honest.

Josh was sitting in the basement at the party chatting with Brendon and Patrick when he saw Tyler come down the stairs. He looked perfect. He had expected Tyler to look good but... not this good.

"Hey Josh!" Tyler exclaimed and pulled him in for a bro hug. He then turned to Brendon and did the same.

"Lookin' good bud! New threads, new look?" Brendon said, giving Tyler a once over.

"Actually, Josh gave them to me. But yea, maybe a new look. I'm kind of turning over a new leaf you know?" Tyler said shyly while rubbing the back of his neck.

"Well I fucking love it. I'll catch you later though, I'm gonna go find Ry" With that, Brendon turned on his heal and marched his way over to the far corner of the basement. Tyler looked at Josh and smiled, he did a little spin, his kimono flowing behind him.

"Very nice, I love it" Josh said through a grin. 'I love it' did not even describe what he was thinking about it. He thought he looked so good. His fluffy hair complemented his face perfectly and the black skinny jeans hugged his legs in just the right places.

"Look at it, just look at it. Would ya just... look at it!" Tyler laughed, his voice cracked a little as he vaguely gestured to himself.

"Oh I'm lookin' at it Ty... it's very punk rock" Josh joked and holy he was looking at it and he could not stop. Josh flopped back down onto the couch and Tyler followed suit. Josh absent mindedly slung his arm around the couch and sub-consciously settled a little further into Josh's side.

"Fucking look at this" Pete said falling onto the couch on the other side of Josh. He was holding his phone in his lap, Tyler leaned over Josh. He placed his hand on his thigh so he could stabilize himself. Josh leaned his head back so he didn't have a face full of Tyler's hair but he got a whiff of his shampoo anyway (he smelled like coconut).

"Gabe Saporta is so hot what the hell, I hate him" Pete groaned and Tyler just laughed nodded his head in agreement.

Tyler settled back into Josh's side but he left his hand on Josh's leg. This time it wasn't coming off as innocent. It was up there, not on his knee like the night before, but dangerously high up on his thigh. That familiar tingling sensation was coming back again and Josh couldn't help but start thinking about him doing less than innocent things.

Before he knew it he had an erection and he was freaking out because what if Tyler felt it and oh god what does he do now?

"Okay, I'll be right back" Josh said, suddenly standing up, causing Tyler to fall over a little from the loss of support.

Before Tyler or Pete could say anything he had darted off to the bathroom. Tyler just turned to Pete and shrugged his shoulders. Pete went back to looking at pictures of Cobra Starship.

When Josh burst into the bathroom Brendon was already in there, washing his hands. Josh walked in anyway and closed the door behind him. He leaned against the door and slid down to the ground, grabbing his hair in frustration.

"Josh! Is that a snake in your pants or are you that excited to see me?" Brendon asked jokingly and leaned against the wall, resting his head on his hand.