Gay/ Joshler

9

Early that morning, the sun peeks
through the blinds exposing the clothes sprawled on the floor from the previous nights antics. Tyler begins to stir ever so quietly, sneaking his head beneath Josh's, who is still asleep.

Tyler bats his eyelashes waking up, he looks up to see his handsome boyfriend silently breathing on Tyler's hair. He rests his head on Josh's rising and falling chest trying to fall back asleep again.  He gives up and props him self up on his pillow and toys with Josh's hair until he awakes too. His hair falls messily over his forehead and his tired eyes meet Tyler's wide eyes.

Josh's pov:
I wouldn't mind waking up to this sight in the morning, but perhaps not at this time. "Hmm, morning, sweet" I smile up at him. It looks like he's been up for a while. "Morning Joshie" he replies still twisting my hair in his fingers. I look around the room and wince at the bright sun which fills it and Tyler laughs at my pain before I pull the covers over my eyes.

"Coffee?" Tyler asks sweetly whilst he shifts through the covers but before I can say anything I hear a squeal of pain come from him. I sit up straight almost immediately to see Tyler sat clenching the edge of his mattress biting his bottom lip harshly. He notices my worry and gets back in the bed, "I'm just achey, that's all" he giggles out. "Oh baby, I am sorry" I say feeling guilty. I get out my side of the bed and rush down stairs to make us the coffee. Once I'm done, I head upstairs and place the coffees on the bedside table whilst Tyler goes to the bathroom.

After another 5 minutes of scrolling through my Instagram I go into the bath room to see what is taking him so long. I see him stood in an over sized shirt (which is probably mine) in front of the bathroom mirror with his head tilted touching his neck. "Whatcha doing, baby?" I ask which makes him turn to me quickly. "Oh, nothing!" but my eyes differently;I tilt his head with my hand to expose a purple hickey, "I am so sorry Tyler-" yet I'm massively cut off by him pulling his shirt off to show more marks I left on his small frame. I should really control myself better. I scan his body slowly looking at the damage I've caused but my focus is moved to his boxers being tweaked with to show his hip bones both bruised and red. He turns back to the mirror and pulls his shorts back on, "i didn't know I was being that r-rough..why didn't you use your safe word?" I question him but he says nothing but blush red and looks to the floor and he mumbles something. "What?", "I like when you're rough with me..." he lets out. I sigh. "But I should be more gentle, what will Jenna think?" "What about Jenna?", "well, you have rehearsals today don't you?" I see his face drop and he goes running into his room.

I follow him slowly as he hops around the room putting some jeans on, "I totally forgot about today!" I hear him curse as he changes. "Chill out! Il take you. Say you'll be a little late" I say as I sip my coffee. "Here take these" passing him tablets. He finally sits on the edge of the bed with me as he rapidly texts Jenna. He slouches down on my chest after his episode, sighing and sipping his coffee. I brush my fingers through his hair whilst doing the same and occasionally kissing his head too.

When he decides it's time to go, I slip back into last nights clothes and follow him to the car to drive him to Jenna's place. Brendon's there today, I don't know why. He usually doesn't stay round when Tyler's there. None the less I say hey to him. "Yo Bren! How are you dude?" "Yeah I'm good you?" We have a brief conversation before Tyler interrupts by kissing me on the lips and entering Jenna's house.

Tyler's pov:
I rub my eyes sleepily as Jenna rants on about a million and one things. She moans about something that happened at her work place to school work and Brendon but I didn't listen. "Right let's get started" she says as she hops to the back of the room. I walk over to the bench and slowly sit down, hissing quietly from the pain from last night. I hover my fingers over the piano keys waiting for her cue, shifting in my seat. As she starts to sing I slowly join in with the piano too, trying to keep in time and not embarrass myself either since Brendon's over for the day I guess; it's not that I don't like him, I just think he doesn't like me, but what ever.

We do a couple runs of the song before we give it a rest for a while. "Coffee?" Jenna asks sweetly as she can tell I'm tired, "sounds good" I smile before yawning. She steps forward and ruffles my hair "Ty, you should get more slee-" then she glares at me in shock, I look around behind me to make sure it's not something behind me. "What?", "TYLER JOSEPH!! WHAT IS THIS ON YOUR NECK?" She shouts like a primary school teacher, placing a hand on my neck so it's tilted. My eyes widen hugely. Shit. I pull my shirt over my nose making sure my neck is covered, "nothing." Mumbling through my shirt. "So that's why you were late over today! You lil hoe!" she grins at me. I pull my shirt down, "actually" I point my fingers sassily, "I got it last night. I woke up late." but she doesn't leave it there; "Last night? What happened last night?!" I roll my eyes and shove my head into my hands, oh dear. "What do you think, Jen?" she screeches like a fan girl and jumps up and down, "you didn't!?" ,"oh we did" I exclaim. I pull off my shirt to show her the marks on my neck and chest and I show the marks on my hips.

I yank my shirt back on before Brendon comes up stairs to see what the fuss is about. "What was all that about?" Asking as I place a hand over my hickey, pretending I have an itch. "Er nothing. Fancy making me and Ty a coffee?" Quickly changing the subject, "sure babe" he smiles and pecks her, making me look the other way. Gross. Jenna interrogates me further and teases me about me and Josh. "Do you hurt? Was it good? Was it planned? We're your parents home?" she sounds like a crazy child asking if you have games on your phone, "yes, yes, no and no" I shortly answer, feeling embarrassed. "TYLER!" , "What? You asked and I answered" I tease back, "anyways how was the other night with Brendon, huh? Did you fuck? Did you use candles? Or whips? Do you hurt? Show me your marks!" I continue as I watch her squirm getting uncomfortable.
"Tyler one, Jenna zero"

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