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"Tyler..." Someone whispered, shaking me gently. "Piss off." I groaned, laying down flat on my chest. I buried my face in the pillow. "Tyyyy...." The same person groaned. "Fuck offffff." I whispered. "Fine then, no Taco Bell for you."

I shot up, "Hey who said anything about Taco Bell?" I smiled. Josh grinned back and hugged me. "Goodmorning." He said. Surprised, I hugged him back. "Someone's in a good mood today." It sounded more like a question, the way I stated it. "Yeah, well, what can I say? I have a beautiful boy in my bed." He said, causing me to turn a deep crimson color. "Y-You... think I'm pretty?" I asked. "Nu-uh," he started, and my smile dropped. "I think you're beautiful." And my smile was back, bigger than the last.

"Shit, you're cute! Let me pinch your cheeks!" He said, and he did so. "Ugh." I groaned playfully and smiled even wider. "What - is that a dimple - oh my God Tyler you're the cutest thing ever!" He kept on rambling. "Josh, can you not touch my face like that?" I asked. "Is it making you uncomfortable?" Josh asked. "Kinda?" "Can I hug you instead?" He suggested, a little shy. When he was shy or anything in that way, he always backed out a little bit, put his head down and blushed smiling a little awkwardly. He also turned his shoulders a little inwards and lifted them a little, and rose his eyebrows - which made his eyes a little bigger, - and it's fucking adorable. "Anytime." I smiled back. He dropped his shoulders and smiled widely, pulling me in his arms.

Josh's hugs were really nice. He was warm, and his strong arms were very gently wrapped around my frame. He doesn't squeeze too hard(except for when he's upset, or hasn't seen you in quite a while) and he isn't too distant. He doesn't poke his chin in your shoulder like most people do, and he's really protective. He feels friendly immediately, he feels like home. It's very cute.

Me and Josh have known eachother for a week now, and I don't really know what we are; we cuddle a lot, he kisses my cheek a lot(he gets very close to my lips at times, but just not enough to actually kiss them. Fucking tease?) and when he gets the chance, he holds me in his arms.

It's lovely, not gonna lie, but I really don't know what we are. So I went up to him and asked.

"Josh?" I called out, poking my head around the corner. "Just this one, Ty, let me finish this round!" I saw he was playing Mario Kart against Mark, and Mark was clearly winning. Until Josh got this Star Power-Up and he raced pass Mark. "Yes, go Josh!" I cheered. When he finished first, he stood up and fist pumped the air, groaning in succes. I chuckled at his adorableness and applauded. "Good job, Josh!" I said. He smiled and winked at me, making my cheeks flush red.

"Can we talk? Like.. private?" I asked as he wrapped his arms around me(again). "Sure. What about?" He asked, smiling. He pulled me closer to him and tried to have my head on his shoulder. But I refused doing it. "Not here." I said. Josh simply nodded, his smile falling, and took my hand, leading me up to his room.

"Talk." He said as he flopped down on his bed. "I kinda want to know what we are." I said. "As in..?" "It's obvious you like me, Josh." I said. "I know." He just answered.

"You know?" I repeated. "Yeah. I like you Tyler. I'm not gonna lie." He explained. Well that escualated quickly.

He's lying. He's trying to get your attention. Only I care about you. You don't need him.

"Blurryy..." I sing-songed quietly, making sure Josh didn't notice. "Not now...."

My name's Blurryface, and I care what you think.

Josh sighed. "It's okay if you don't like me back. I mean we only've known eachother for a week, but, fuck Tyler, you're just... you. And that's what I like." He explained, making me blush.

"Josh, don't get me wrong, I really really like you too, it's just... Love is a big thing, y'know?" I started. "I mean, I like the interaction we have, I like how you're so sweet to me, and I love every single thing you say and do to me. However, I have always had a hard time trusting people - let alone loving someone. Love scares me. Love - also, - scarred me a little. It's not you, trust me. It's all me." I finished, looking away from him. "I get it. And I'm not offended or anything, I mean, I would love to do anything that makes you comfortable between us. I'd do anything to- "

"Guys," Jordan stormed into the room. "you might wanna come with me and see this." and he left as fast as he came. Me and Josh exchanged a look, then rushed after him into the living room. He was stood in front of the television, the remote in hand, and he turned the volume on all high.

"...he was last seen eight days ago, in Columbus, Ohio, which is where he lives. His siblings and parents have enlightened the police, and they are now after him. I repeat, if you have seen sir Tyler Joseph, call the alarm number. Further on..." The lady on the television spoke. I stiffened, having a hard time trying to swallow. "J-Josh.." I choked out.

Jordan turned to me. "Tyler Joseph.." He started, approaching me. Josh instantly noticed my discomfort and took my hand. "are you a runaway?" he finished. I was afraid to make any movement, so he just backed away from me again as Mark spoke, "Tyler, your family must be scared shitless. You should return to home. Why didn't you tell us this?"

I felt a slight suffocation in my throat, and a weird feeling creeping up in my stomach. I was going to throw up any moment - they were right. My poor family was fearing for my life and the police are after me.

"I don't feel so good..." I muttered, getting slightly dizzy. Before I was able to answer any other questions the guys asked me, I collapsed. I was ready to hit the hard ground, but was catched by a pair of strong arms - Josh.

"Tyler, stay with me!" He said, anxiety clear in his voice. I was still awake, but I was distant, that was for sure. It was scary, to say the least. "Tyler?!"

"I don't want to go back home!" I broke down crying. "Tyler, you have to calm down, like, now." Jordan spoke up. "Shut the fuck up Jordan, he's upset, calming down isn't easy like that!" Josh screamed, making me tense and I made myself as small as I possibly could. "I can't breath.." I choked out. "J-Josh..!"

"Sit him up, right now!" Mark demanded, and went to the kitchen. Josh did as he said and he sat me up, my back leaning against the couch. Mark returned with a large glass of water which he handed to me. "Drink up." He demanded. I did so, shaking a lot. "Tyler, it's okay, you don't have to go home yet! Please, calm down, it's going to be okay!" Josh told me and took my free hand.

After about ten minutes, my breathing was back to normal and I could finally function again. "Y-you're right, Jordan..." I whispered. "I know they're worried... but I just can't go back home..." "And why not, exactly?" Jordan asked. "They'll watch every movement I'll make! Even worse than before! I'll have you know I'm on a lot of meds which I haven't taken for about 8 days now and I have disorders you've never known of! - " "I know what schizophrenia is, Tyler." He interrupted me. "That's not what I'm talking about!"

Josh hovered over me, grabbing my wrists and pushing them against the couch's coushions. "Tyler, you're gonna have to listen to me - and I know this is not comfortable, stop squirming." He told me. "I'm not going to hurt you." Fuck that. Told you he was a bad guy, Tyler. Should have listened to me. "If I would've disobeyed you before I would've never got in this situation!" I screamed back at Blurry. Which is why you're going to listen to me now. I'm going to get you to safety, to happiness. I'll get you sane.

"I'M NOT INSANE!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, then I felt two hands pick me up. Was this Josh again? I refused to open my eyes and look. "He is insane." I heard Jordan say to Mark. Something snapped in me then. I pushed Josh away rather harshly and attacked Jordan, tackling him to the ground. "I'M NOT FUCKING INSANE!" I pterodactyl-screeched. Just as I was about to choke Jordan, Josh and Mark pulled me of off him.

"He's a fucking animal!" Jordan screamed. "He's not an - okay fuck this. Tyler, we're going outside for a moment okay?" Josh said, not waiting for my response.

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