delinquent

TWO

tyler pov:

Josh is honestly such an idiot, but he put it perfectly, I love him, yes I have since I tripped over him back in elementary, but of course I didnt know what it was called back then. I know he feels the same way about me, the looks he gives me tells me everything I could ever want to know. 

However as long as Ive known the truth Ive never initiated anything with him. I dont think he even knows I like him, or that I know that he likes me back, so I would have to be the one to initiate this if it were to ever happen. I know Josh would never tell me he likes me because he has never really been a very confident person, even around me. 

The reason I never told him the truth is because it never felt like the right time, I mean we've never been exactly stable. Up until now we had been living in a forest for gods sake. 

Right now we're both busy, working away in out little notebooks that were oh so kindly placed here earlier today. The room is silent, but a good silence, not awkward or tense but perfectly peaceful. Josh was the one to break it when he asked "hey ty what time is it?" in his absolutely adorable voice, that I dont think I could ever get tired of hearing.

 If this was anyone else I'd bite back and tell them to just look at the clock, but this is josh and I would never be rude to him like I am to everyone else and I know josh was never taught how to read an analog clock which makes him very frustrated with himself. I looked up at the clock that was in the middle of the room just above the door.

"2:30" I said gently, not wanting to disturb the stillness of the room "when do get get lunch?" he asked, a bit quieter than the first question, probably caught in the same spell as myself "well, breakfast is at seven thirty, lunch is at three, and dinner is at six" I had memorized the times on the first day from a paper they gave me, I guess they didnt give it to him.

I glanced over at him, he had his brows furrowed his lips pulled into a tight frown with his thumb nail in between them. He looked like he was mentally debating wether to say something or not. "anything else?" I asked, careful not to pressure him into saying things he didnt really want to. 

He shook his head before quickly nodding it I raised my eyebrow waiting for him to speak. "its just kinda cold in here" he said softly, I glanced down to see that he had already covered himself in his own thin, scratchy blanket. This was expected, Josh has always been very prone to coldness, and I to warmth and even I had gotten a bit cold my first day here.

I set my notebook down as josh had previously done and stood and walked over to joshies bed and crawled on and under the blankets, snuggling up to him, he was freaking freezing. "how're you so warm ty?" he asked cuddling back onto me. I chuckled, we have this discussion almost every night "how are you so cold?" I countered "oh whatever" he said with a slight giggle.

We stayed like that, just wrapped up in each others arms talking and joking about everything that came to mind, that is until there was a knock on the door. Josh quickly pushed me off and I ran and hopped onto my own bed. 

The guard brought us our lunch, aka two plates of some piss poor excuse for food and two bottles of water. The 'meal' consisted of a sandwhich each, both cut into two triangles, filled with lettuce, cheese and some kind of meat. 

We both ate, making jokes about our current situation and the terrible food given to us, bringing my happiness to a high I hadnt felt since the day I was taken. Just hours before they found me Josh had me wheezing from laughter until I finally convinved him to go get some sticks to start our fire. Thats when I was caught. After being taken life got all sad and gloomy without him.

after a while, we went back to our seperate beds and wrote or drew again, I was always an imaginative person with words while Josh was creative with doodles and drawings. Earlier we had given eachother out notebooks and let the other one decorate it to pass the time and surprise eacother. Mine now has little space drawings on it and in the center in fancy cursive writing says "tylers fancy words" while his had lyrics to his favorite song and said "jishwas fantastic drawings."

<time skip>

We had finished dinner a little over an hour ago "t-ty im kinna cold again" josh mumbled, while hiding half his face in his blanket and giving me the cutest puppy dig eyes ever making my stomach do flips and without saying a word I walked over to his bed with a big smile on my face and cuddled up to him, with my head on his chest and his arm wrapped around me. after what felt like no time at all and a comfortable silence between us I fell asleep to the steady beat of his heart.

<later that night>

I felt the bed shift and the weight that was next to me was gone, making the cold air flood into my side. I groggily opened my eyes and looked up at the clock. Five am? 

I knew josh was prone to night terrors, but I honestly didnt think they were bad enough to wake him up at five in the morning. I swept my gaze over the room and found Josh in the corner curled up in the corner farthest from the bed. Hewas shaking so much it looks like he was silently sobbing. What the hell was this dammed dream about to make my josh wake up and five am to cry? what was so bad he couldnt wake me up to hold him?

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