In Love With A Stripper (Joshler)

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Tyler was suddenly woken up by a repeated knocking on the front door, followed by the loud barks coming from Johnny. He groaned and rolled over in Josh's arms, which tightened as he moved. 

"Josh." He raspy voice whispered. Josh just grunted and pulled Tyler impossibly closer. "Come on Josh, get up. Somebody's at the door." 

The older groaned at loosened his grip on Tyler. "But I don't want to get up, just let Johnny answer the door." 

Tyler rolled his eyes. "Josh, get up." 

"Fine." Josh sat up and stood in nothing but his boxers. "I'm up." 

"Love you babe." 

Josh scuffed and yawned as he got to the front door, answering it, also certainly surprised to see Frank standing on the other side. 

"Good morning Josh-oh and...little Josh." Frank giggled. 

Josh looked down and his eyes widened as he threw his hands down to cover himself, a small blush appearing on his face.

"Oh, don't worry about it Josh. It happens to the best of us." 

The cherry faced boy chuckled awkwardly, waiting for Frank to wrap it up, so he could take care of his little problem. 

"Anyway, I came by the tell you, we're going on a double date!" 

Josh furrowed his brow. "What?" 

"It was Gee's idea. He said he'd like to get to know you and your boyfriend better." 

"Tyler?" 

"Yeah. Him, so go get dressed silly and meet us at the park so we can make plans."

"Um, okay. Just-Just give us a couple minutes." Josh slowly shut the door and walked back to the bedroom, where Tyler was on his way to falling asleep again.

"Tyler." 

The boy hummed and rolled over, but then started laughing hysterically. "Oh my god, Josh!"

"What?" 

"You must've had a good dream!"

Josh furrowed his eyebrows. "Shut up! It's not like you don't get morning wood every now and then!"

"True. ANYWAY, who was at the door?" Tyler shuffled to a sitting position and leaned back against the pillows. 

"Actually, it was Frank. He wants us to go on a double date with him and Gerard." 

Tyler's expression changed as he hid his face under the blanket. "Well, I'm not going." 

"Good. I don't want you to watch when I murder him right in front of his boyfriend." 

"Josh, you're not going to murder him!" 

The redhead laughed and squished Tyler in a huge hug, squishing his body into the mattress. "But I have to." he mumbled, nudging his nose into the crook of Tyler neck. 

"Josh! Stop it! That tickles!" The smaller boy managed to spit out in between laughing. Josh lifted Tyler's shirt up his torso, revealing his tan stomach. He puckered his lips and connected them with his stomach, blowing a raspberry. Tyler screeched and dug his nails into Josh's biceps, but he didn't mind. 

"So, do you just want to stay here?" Josh whispered, pulling Tyler's shirt back down and laying his head on his chest. 

"I would love to, but I've got shit to do."

Josh hummed and squished himself closer to Tyler. "In the meantime, I'll go meetup with those boys and beat the shit out of them." 

"Your such a weirdo."

"Well, I wouldn't be a weirdo If you would have just quit your fucking job." Josh mumbled into the the soft fabric, holding Tyler, getting slightly ticked off. 

"I love my job, Josh. Not just what I do, but the people I get to work with and not to mention the money-" 

Josh groaned loudly and stood up, leaving Tyler now cold without the extra body heat. "Tyler, you have to quit your job. It's to dangerous and we could find you a better job. Or you could just stay here." 

"It's not your job to tell me what I already know. I can take care of myself just fine!"

Josh pulled at his hair. "Obviously you can't! Every time you go to that hellhole, you get hurt, but for some fucking reason, you go back!"

The two were both standing face to face now, Tyler staring Josh down and Josh glaring down at Tyler, who was to stubborn to give up. 

"I'm 24 years old, Josh. I'm pretty sure I can take care of myself!" 

"NO YOU CAN'T!! Every fucking time you're in trouble, your crying for me!" 

"FUCK YOU!!!" 

Suddenly, Josh's left hand was in the air and not even a second later was coming in contact with Tyler's face. 

They were both in total shock. Tyler's hand came to hold his cheek as his eyes had minds or their own. Josh's eyes were wide in shock and his hands over his mouth. 

"Tyler-Tyler. I'm so sorry. I'm so so so so so so sorry!" Tyler fell into Josh's arms and sobbed into his shoulder. 

"Josh, I-I'm so sorry."

"No. no no no no! You're okay, you didn't do anything wrong. Okay?" Josh wrapped his arms around Tyler and hugged him tighter than ever, like he was afraid he was leaving. 

"I'll quit the job, o-okay." Tyler sputtered. "I'm so sorry." 

"Tyler. It's okay....It's okay."