As Tyler settled down to sleep, he noticed Josh was not with him. He looked around, squinting in the dark orange sunset, to see Joshs silhouette by the shore, looking fidgety. He jumped, seemingly on purpose, right onto his back, falling with a slap against the soggy sand. Tyler got up and ran towards him, spraying sand behind him as he ran awkwardly on the sand.
He skidded and fell to Joshs side. 'Are you okay? What are you doing?' He cupped Josh's face with this hands, placing a gentle kiss on his nose. Josh, still heavily breathing, said 'I'm trying to do a backflip.'
'Wouldn't it be easier to mean a front flip first?'
'Well, I thought that too, but the TV said-'
'Seriously Josh. What have I told you about not believing what's on TV? I wrote a song to remind you for crying out loud.' He sighed and got up, but Josh tugged at his pants and he fell with a squeak right on top of him.
Josh wrapped his legs around Tyler's and rolled over (because there is no argument that Josh tops) and kissed him. Tyler slid his arms under his and kissed back, sticking his tongue in Josh's mouth. Josh groaned and swirled his tongue around Tyler's.
'God I love French kisses' he mumbled in a break of the kiss.
'The best, aren't they?' Tyler agreed, doing It again.
'Even better than their coffee.'
'French dirtwater'
'French 2nd best masterpeice'
'What's the firs-'
Josh stuck his tongue in Tyler's mouth again.
'Definitely that'
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The Right Answer
FanfictionTyler's autism makes it hard for him to understand what to say and what the 'right answer' is. All that he loves is Music. that is, until he met Josh, the boy trapped in a girls body.
