Fear Will Lose // twenty one pilots // Joshler

Chapter 6

A few days passed like normal, Josh went to work and Tyler had his sessions with Dr Wakefield and Amanda. They spent the evenings together and, other than a few panicked moments, they were incident free.

Josh arrived home on Thursday at the normal time, but as he opened the door he heard noises coming from the end of the house. Tyler didn't watch television without Josh to turn it on for him, and the same went for music, so he was intrigued by what could be the source.

He didn't feel apprehensive, more curious.

"Tyler? I'm home," he called as he started to take off his shoes according to the routine.
"Josh, we're in the conservatory." He faintly heard Tyler call back, confusing Josh a little.

It sounded as though he had a guest around, but they hadn't had any unplanned guests visit, except Tyler's parents, since he was last admitted to hospital almost 9 months ago.

On top of that, Tyler felt very uncomfortable in their conservatory and very rarely entered it. Curiosity began to mix with concern as Josh quickly walked towards Tyler and the potential guest.

As he turned the corner, he saw Tyler laughing hysterically, and the distinctive pale pink ponytail on the back of Lily's head through the glass. She turned around, confirming it to be her, and waved excitedly at Josh. He opened the glass door with a smile on his face.

"Hey Joshiee," she greeted him as she jumped to her feet and wrapped her skinny arms around his neck. He hugged her back around her slim waist and laughed at her cheerful attitude.

"Hi Lily, what a pleasant surprise." He said before looking behind him and sitting on the sofa next to Tyler. "Hey Ty,"

"Oi, get over here," Tyler said through a smile, reaching an arm out to beckon Josh to sit closer to him. Josh shuffled across until their thighs were touching, and Tyler bent his arm around Josh's neck and used the hook of his elbow to pull him into a kiss. After a few seconds, Tyler's lips pulled away but his grip didn't loosen, instead their foreheads rested against each other and their lips lingered a few millimetres apart, Josh saw Tyler smiling but he also saw his eyes were puffy from crying.

"I missed you," Ty said before giggling and letting go.
"So Lily, in the nicest way possible, what are you doing here?" Josh asked as he leaned against the back of the wicker sofa and put his arms along the top of it.

Tyler repositioned himself to lean his head against Josh's pectoral, and tucked his legs up beside him.

"I gave Ty a lift back from the hospital earlier, then he invited me to stay around and we've been gossiping since." She answered whilst making eye contact with Josh, before sticking her tongue out playfully at the man leaning against him like a child.

"How come you gave him a lift?"
"Tell you later," she quickly dismissed, and Josh took the hint. "Joshie, I had no idea that you used to be a fellow hair dye enthusiast. I'm sure you'll be very pleased to hear that Ty showed me loads of old photos." She swiftly moved on, laughing as Josh groaned. "I especially love your adorable it's-not-a-phase phase,"

"I stand by the red, it was awesome."
"If by awesome, you mean not-awesome then I agree." She mocked with a laugh,
"What about the green?" Josh asked her, cringing at himself.
"I mean if you were aiming for the slice-of-mouldy-bread-on-your-head look then you absolutely nailed it." Lily teased.

"What do you think Ty? Should I go back to the red? Or maybe I should go pastel pink to match Lily? I'm sure everyone in court will take me seriously as I'm prosecuting with candyfloss for hair." He asked his husband, but got no reply. "Ty?" He asked again, and again got no reply.