We Don't Believe ✧ joshler [ON HOLD]

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Josh had noticed that something was bothering Tyler. He noticed that he wasn't acting the same anymore, and it kind of hurt Josh.

Ever since Tyler's conversation on the phone with his still-wife, Jenna, he's been rigid, and distant from Josh. Every time the red-haired man would wrap his arms around the smaller man, he'd flinch and ask Josh for some "space". What more space could he need after being so distant for weeks? It kind of angered Josh, but he respected it.

He just wanted to know what Jenna and Tyler had talked about during that phone call. He wanted to know why Tyler was doing what he was doing and being the way he is right now. He missed his Tyler; the one that would sink into Josh's chest whenever he would embrace him from begind, the one who would give him morning and goodnight kisses, the one that was completely comfortable with being around Josh. Now, he was distant, empty, and was alway avoiding his own boyfriend.

Josh frowned deeply when he saw Tyler walk into their shared hotel room, and walk into the bathroom, slamming and locking the door behind, without saying a word or even looking at him. Josh furrowed his eyebrows in slight confusion and concern. Something was wrong with Tyler, he knew; he could tell. He's been with Tyler long enough to notice every little detail about him, and notice whenever something was not okay. With a small pang in his chest, Josh stood up and walked over to the bathroom, knocking on the door.

"Tyler, you okay?" He asked, frowning deeply. He hoped that nothing was truly wrong, he wanted his boyfriend—if he could call him that—to be okay, at least.

After waiting for a few minutes, there was still no reply. Josh's heartbeat sped up with everything second that passed, he was beginning to panic. "Tyler? Is everything okay? Are you alright?"

He was still met with silence.