• "yes!" tyler was choking on laughter. "yes, yes!" the brunet feels tears forming in his eyes, brendon was incredibly funny. he couldn't remember the last time he'd laughed that much.
the pair were crying over some jeremy kyle on the tv, there were two people on there who were absolutely crazy, cheating on each other, fighting, their language appalling, as usual. what made it even funnier was brendons running commentary, his voice breaking during the process by choking on laughter and biting his tongue trying not to be so loud. the most pure feeling.
"even with us laughing so much, josh is still sleeping, lazy bastard."
tyler was sitting beside brendon, but he lays to the side, his legs resting comfortably. he wasn't sure how the other was sitting, but he was a bit closer than tyler was used to. but he didn't mind.
"well, why don't you wake him up?" he suggests, feeling playfully sinister.
"good idea."
there was a pause as brendon gets up from where he was sitting, but the silence was interrupted by the sound of a tap running. the youngest begins to giggle once more.
after a moment or two, tyler jumps at the sound of a yell, immediately breaking into chuckles.
"brendon! i'm fucking wet!"
brendon was laughing hysterically too, but josh sounding obviously not impressed.
"when are you not, darling? get up, i have pancakes. we've been waiting like an hour now."
"w-we?"
brendon ignores the comment, leaving the bedroom and sitting back onto the sofa.
"he'll be here soon, i hope. he better be. or we'll be eating the pancakes."
the blind boy scoffs, sitting back up properly, his feet back onto the ground.
he can feel joshua coming from the bedroom, heavy footsteps and loud breathing.
"brendon, do that again and i'll-" he was cut off, sounding startled. "w-what is t-tyler doing here?"
tyler acts shocked, placing his hand dramatically onto his chest, gasping. "brendon, darling. my dear brendon. you never said he was going to be here."
the third boy places himself in between the other two. "yeah, darling. you never said you were bringing boys home. want a threesome?"
both tyler and brendon choke somehow, the youngest feeling his heart race.
"w-wh-"
"chill, i'm joking." josh reassures, tyler sighs in relief. he'd been in one of those before, even though it was great, at the time he could see and trusted the two guys he was with. now it was a little more complicated.
"well, that was pretty gay, joshua." brendon states, it wasn't obvious what he meant by that.
"bren-" tyler interrupts josh before he can talk anymore.
"me too." he sniggers, tilting his head away from where they were sat.
there was a silent gap, like the world had stopped, only the sounds of cars and his own breathing. then the nerves kick in. what if they were homophobic?
"see, josh. there's someone like you. you're not alone." brendon was clearly being sarcastic, tyler feeling the force as josh hits his friend firmly.
"shut up, brendon."
"of course he's gay, josh. we only get on with people who aren't straight or cis. we both know that."
tyler pitches in again. "hey, guys, what do you mean? are you both gay too?"
josh sighs. "enough of that, i don't-" he pauses. "where are the pancakes?" he didn't seem interested in talking about it.
