Intimidation ♡ joshler

twenty

The two had decided that since it was getting late (and they didn't have anything better to do), they'd settle down and watch Netflix on Josh's Wii.

As cliche as it may sound, Tyler wasn't able to pay attention very well to whatever it was that they were supposed to be watching; Josh just looked so good, and he'd much rather look at Josh.

Nah, I'm kidding—that's not what's distracting Tyler.  It does have something to do with Josh, though.

He's thinking about the hug he shared with Josh—well, more what he said during that hug.  He pretty much confessed his feelings or whatever towards the other boy and didn't receive a bad reaction, he guesses, but he still has no idea what was going through Josh's head as the words fell off his tongue.

Tyler's pretty sure that Josh probably likes him back, and he feels that he's justified in assuming so, considering how much he has flirted with him in the past, and he definitely hasn't forgotten Josh admitting that he's only nice to the smaller boy (I mean, it was only earlier that day).  But, how will things be between them?  How will Josh treat him now?  Sure, Josh probably likes him too, but that doesn't necessarily mean that Josh actually wants anything more; there's been a few people he's liked in the past, but couldn't see himself actually being anything more with them, if that makes any sense.  Another question he's asked himself awhile back resurfaces; what if Tyler is getting wrong signals and he's making a big deal out of nothing?  Maybe Josh is just a flirty person and flirts with everyone.  That statement doesn't really make a lot of sense, though, because Josh has told him that he only treats him kindly, and he's seen him shit talk Brendon quite a few times.  

But wait, Josh could be buttering him up, trying to finesse him out of something he wants from him, because—need he say it again—there's so many other people Josh could choose from.  

Sure, Tyler can admit that he isn't the worst option, definitely not; he's really nice—maybe too nice, and he's actually not entirely ugly like he keeps making himself out to be—like the time he called himself an ugly monkey, but monkeys are endearingly ugly, yeah?

Tyler remembers the time when his parents took the family on vacation, and this one—what's the word, excursion?  Sure, and this one excursion they went on involved entering a monkey's habitat or something, and the monkeys were sitting on everyone's shoulders.  Young Tyler was in love with the cuddly monkeys sitting on his shoulders, until one got too comfortable and pissed down his fucking arm, and Tyler's liked monkeys a little less because of that one little pissbitch.

Okay, a bit off topic—wait, what if Tyler gets too comfortable with Josh one day and does something that seems natural at the time, but fucks shit up for them?  What if Tyler becomes Josh's pissbitch?

Despite how gloomy the thoughts are, Tyler finds himself giggling to himself; that last question just sounded kinda wrong, holy shit.

Josh joins in, "What're you giggling about, Shybutt?"

"O-omor—" Tyler starts, but cuts himself off as he bursts out laughing, clutching onto Josh's arm desperately as he laughs.  Josh's laughter intensifies as well, because Tyler's laugh is so contagious.

"Oh more what?" Josh forces out in the midst of his own laughter, and Tyler shakes his head as he tries to calm himself down.  

Tyler tries again when he's calm enough, "N-no, omora—"

Tyler's taken over by laughter again, this time the silent and breathless kind, and he tugs on Josh's arm as he leans his forehead on the other boy's shoulder.

"J-jesus fucking Christ, Tyler," Josh strains, doing his best to pat the younger boy's back as his own body shakes from his laughter, "B-breathe!"

"Oh my gosh!" Tyler wheezes, and he can't believe that he's laughing this hard at something so stupid with someone who isn't Zack.

He's feels like he's gonna choke from laughing so hard, but it feels good to genuinely laugh like this, especially with Josh.