tyco jell

35

t: knock knock

j: who's there

t: depressing thoughts
and crippling anxiety
wby

j: awe babe are you okay??
j: should I come over and
cuddle u

t: idk but yes please

j: honestly we need to
get an apartment
together ASAP
j: anyway I'm on my
way hang tight LOV

t: you're too good to me 😩😩

j: anything for you Hun
j: okay I'm turning
my phone off
cause no texting
and driving

t: atta boy

Josh hurried to Tyler's house, safely of course, and used the key that Tyler told him was hidden under the mat. He made his way to Tyler's room, careful not to wake his parents. 

When he reached Tyler's room, he knocked softly before the other opened the door, his hair messy and eyes puffy. Josh closed the door behind him, pulling Tyler into a gentle hug.

"Ty, what's wrong, love?" Josh whispered. Tyler shrugged, sitting on his bed, playing with his fingers.

"Well.. what are you feeling?" Josh sat beside him, taking his hand in his own.

"Worthless, I don't know." Tyler sniffled, his eyes watering again.

"You're worth so much to me, baby. If I could put into words how much you mean to me, I would, but lord knows that's impossible. You're worth so much more than words, Ty. I love you so much." Josh leaned over and pressed a kiss to Tyler's forehead.

"I guess." Tyler lied down, Josh imitated his action, wrapping am arm around him.

"It's like, 4 in the morning. You should get some rest, hun." Josh suggested, pulling Tyler closer to him. Tyler sighed, fisting Josh's shirt. Josh closed his eyes, but he wouldn't go to sleep until his boy did.