Under The Covers {joshler}

junior year - part three

After dinner Josh flopped down onto the sofa his head falling into Tyler's lap. He sighed heavily and Tyler chuckled. Josh squirmed a bit, nudging Tyler's hand with his head as a silent request, Tyler laughed as his hand came to thread through the soft curls on Josh's head. Josh hummed his appreciation settling further into Tyler's ministrations.

"You're like a cat." Tyler teased quietly.

Josh's lips twitched into a smile, "nothing wrong with cats."

"I guess, they're better than dogs." Josh nodded his agreement.

"Josh?" Tyler asked cautiously. Josh sat up to look at him with concern.

"What's wrong?"

"Do you think your family could- well, that they could maybe not tell anyone we're dating?" Tyler refused to look up from where his hands were fiddling in his lap.

"They won't tell people Ty, they're not like that but I'll make sure." Josh assured, lifting Tyler's chin to make eye contact.

"It's just until I can tell my parents, I-I don't know how to..." He trailed off, turning away from Josh again.

"It's okay, whenever you're ready." Josh assured him, kissing his cheek. Tyler scrunched up his face as he felt Josh continued to place sloppy kisses all over his face.

"Stop." Tyler laughed out but Josh only hummed in his throat and kept going. "Right, that's it." Tyler said before attacking Josh, knocking him onto the couch and tickling him mercilessly.

They broke apart at the sound of a cough interrupting them. Both boys blushing with embarrassment as Tyler shot up off the couch, noticing the way Mrs. Dun looked at the pair from her folded arm stance in the doorway.

"I think, maybe it's time I should go home? My mom is probably waiting for me." Tyler rubbed the back of his neck with his hand, trying not to look anywhere other than at Josh.

Josh sat up nodding.

"I'll get your clothes." He said with a cough, hoping his mother didn't hear.

Josh brushed awkwardly past his mother to get to the washer. He hoped his mother wouldn't try to talk to Tyler but he knew she would.

"Sorry for intruding Mrs. Dun, but you, uh, have a lovely home." Tyler smiled, trying to remember all of his mother's lectures on politeness.

Mrs. Dun smiled warmly before stepping into the room. "Thank you for coming Tyler, it was nice to finally put a face to the boy Josh hasn't stopped talking about." She laughed at the way Tyler gaped at this new information. "Don't worry dear, he only ever said good things, I knew you were special, he just lights up around you."

"Oh, I'm really nothing special Mrs. Dun it's your son who's the special one." Tyler flushed and looked down at his hands.

"I couldn't find one of your socks but you can just keep mine and I'll find it later- what did you say to him?" Josh stopped in the doorway, finally looking up from the pile of clothes to see Tyler smiling at his feet and his mother giving him one of her knowing looks.

"Oh, Josh, try looking again." She said, clearly wanting him to go away for a second so she could talk to Tyler some more. Josh narrowed his eyes at her, about to protest. "You are not letting him leave without his own clothes Joshua, now go." She said and Josh placed the clothes down on the chair and scampered back to the machine.

"Sorry about that." She smiled at Tyler.

"Oh, no it's fine really you didn't have to..." he trailed off when he saw her sit down and pat the seat next to her. Gulping Tyler sat down beside her, still too scared to make eye contact.