hands :: joshler

eleventh

Tyler's body was beautiful too, Josh thought. It was a shame it wasn't really his. Tyler's, that is. He really wanted to tell Tyler that, but he didn't know where to start. He also wanted to tell him how much he liked Tyler's writing. He hadn't written very much in a while, or shared what he had. Josh missed it. Tyler didn't seem to want to be under any attention lately, and he kept scratching at his hands throughout class.