playboy | joshler ✓

- twenty four -

The look on Tyler's face when he catches Debby and Josh making out in the hall is so precious that Josh wishes he could've caught it on camera. He looked so pissed, and he looked about ready to kick both of them out.

"Oh, sorry," Debby laughed shyly, pushing Josh away. She ran her fingers through her hair, and she even managed to make a light pink blush rise to her cheeks.

"Debby, why don't you head back inside?" Tyler suggested stiffly, hands clutched into fists but facial expression impassive.

"Actually, Josh and I were about to head home." Debby said, lacing her fingers with Josh's. "You know, do some celebration alone."

Josh had to bite down on his tongue to not burst out laughing. Tyler pursed his lips, swallowing before giving a tight-lipped smile. "Oh." He said simply.

"Yeah, nice party, though." Josh added, and Debby nodded.

"Yeah, thanks for everything, Mr. Joseph." Debby said. "Oh, I have to go get my purse. Excuse me for a moment." Debby walked past Tyler, and then turned, walking backwards. She gave Josh two thumbs-up, and winked. 'Make me proud,' she mouthed, before heading inside the party room.

Josh looked at Tyler, crossing his arms over his chest. "Are you enjoying your party?" He asked.

Tyler watched Josh with an impassive look. "Yeah," he said, tone not betraying any emotion.

Josh nodded, gaze flickering away for a second. "You made up with Jenna?"

"No," he answered again with the same tone from before.

"Oh, man, that sucks." Josh said with fake concern.

"Indeed it does." Tyler replied, and he continued staring down Josh. "You know, I really like that suit on you."

Now Josh was struggling to keep his confidence. "I like it too," he mumbled. He looked down at himself, and inspected the suit. "It's really nice."

"Yeah, it is." Tyler nodded, and the corners of his lips turned up into a suggestive smirk.

Thankfully, Debby returned then and saved Josh from making a fool of himself. Surprisingly, Tyler's smirk didn't disappear when Debby came back.

"Ready to go?" She asked, holding his hand.

"Uh, yeah," Josh said. He turned to look at Tyler. "Have fun at the, um, party."

"I will," Tyler's smirk grew. He turned and returned to the room where the party was at, Debby and Josh watching him go.

Debby narrowed her eyes. "I don't like his tone."

"What? Why?" Josh frowned.

"He's up to something," Debby muttered. "He's clearly up to something. Did you see his expression? His tone suggests something. I don't like it."

Josh stared at her, dumbfounded. "I didn't notice anything."

Debby sighed, and she patted Josh's cheek. "Oh, my sweet little boy, you are too naive for this world. C'mon, we need to come up with a backup plan in case Tyler tries to do something sneaky."

+ + +

The next morning, Debby had forced Josh into tight skinny jeans, along with a tight grey shirt. It was like Audrey before Josh's date with Tyler all over again.

"Dammit, Josh, just put it on!" Debby ordered, throwing the clothes at Josh's face.

Josh caught them, and he pouted. "But I don't wanna!"