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( once again I don't own any of these this is all from Tumblr)
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You can see it in Josh's eyes from across the room; he's jealous of the way you're getting along with Tyler. It wasn't initially your intention to make him envious of your conversation with Tyler but green was a good color on him and you hoped that if you played your cards right, your night was going to be very interesting.
You take a sip from your plastic cup, grinning behind the brim as you listened to Tyler's story about one of their recent shows. In recent months, you had grown closer to Tyler after Josh explained to you how important you both were to him; so, at his request, you began to spend more time with Tyler in order to get to know him better. But somewhere along the line, you noticed a change in Josh's demeanor when you were talking to Tyler.
There was something in his eyes that was different, as though he was desirous of the way you clicked with his best friend.
Tyler laughs at something that he said, causing you to laugh in kind. You feel Josh's eyes on you still, knowing that he's ignoring whoever he was talking to so he could keep watch on what you were doing with Tyler. You don't dare make eye contact with him, not yet; not until you make sure he's so filled with jealousy that it sparks something else inside of him.
"I love the way you guys perform, Ty," you say, placing your hand on his bicep. "You guys put so much heart into all of your shows, it's amazing." You give his arm a quick squeeze, before you drop your hand. Tyler grins reaching out to bump his hand against yours.
"Thanks," he replies. "Each show means the world to me, it's important that I make it special for all of them, too. They deserve it." For a moment, you forget your plan to make Josh jealous, and you hear what Tyler is saying. You've always had a great deal of respect for him because of how he and Josh treated their fans, as if they knew each and everyone of them personally.
"That's really cool," you say, biting your lip. "You guys do a great job." Finally, you look across the room to Josh; his eyes are narrowed, having completely abandoned the person he was talking to. He paces slowly at the end of the room, the grip on his beer bottle no doubt incredibly tight as he watched you.
"Are you...are you trying to make Josh jealous?" Tyler asks, getting your attention. You scoff in response, trying to mask your apparently obvious plan.
"That's...no, I'm not."
"You are," Tyler says with a laugh. "I can tell. You're busted." You laugh, and cross your arms over your chest, lifting your eyebrows at him.
"What's the deal? Why would you intentionally make your boyfriend jealous? Why are girls so weird?"
"Oh, shut up," you laugh, slapping his arm playfully, still fully involved in your own scheme.
"You're still doing it, oh, man," Tyler laughs.
"Look, a few weeks ago, I noticed that Josh gets kinda jealous when you and I spend a little too much time together," you explain.
"And generally, later that night, the sex is...really good." Tyler laughs, rolling his eyes and tilting his head back. "So, I thought I could up the stakes tonight," you continue. "And make the sex even better."
"And how are you planning on 'upping the stakes'?" Tyler asks, crossing his arms. "As hot as you are, I don't want to hurt my best friend by hooking up with his girl."
"Tyler, I'm not trying to get anything like that from you, trust me," you reply, with a giggle. "I'm just looking for a little flirting. I promise you, it won't ruin your friendship. It's harmless." Tyler inhales deeply, narrowing his eyes at you; he lets his breath out in a quick huff, reaching out to take your cup from you. You keep your eyes on him, watching him down the rest of the liquid in the cup, before looking back to you.
