Joshler Smut

Card Game

The boys and the crew had been given a present.

A card deck for Cards Against Humanity, personalized with a whole heap of Twenty One Pilots themed cards.

They were sitting around on a day off when Mark grabbed it out, adding the cards to the deck they already had and dealing hands to the guys.

A couple rounds went down and Josh was winning.

Tyler hadn't won a single round yet.

"Alright guys, s'good one. What do you think about during sex?" Josh was the Card Czar this round and he grinned as he held the black card, waiting for the other boys to pass him their answers.

"Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II? Guys, c'mon," Josh laughed.

He read them all out until he got to the last one and a cheeky smirk spread across his lips. "What do I think about during sex? Joshua Dun!"
The whole table erupted into laughter.

"Okay, that one obviously wins. Who's was it?" Josh asked, looking around the table.

No one put their hand up. "Guys, m'taking the point for myself if ya don't own up."
Tyler slowly, shyly raised his hand. "S'mine," he said in a tiny, embarrassed voice.

Josh's cheeks went bright red, as did Ty's. "Oh.. well, nice play," he said with an unsure laugh as he handed the black card to Tyler.

"Don't be late tomorrow!" Josh called as he waved the guys out of his place.

Tyler was staying the night, as he often did when they had LA shows. Josh had pretty much forgotten about the card incident before, but it was plaguing Tyler's mind as he sat on the couch, picking at his fingernails.

"Thought I told ya to give that up," Josh said as he flopped down beside him, gesturing to his hands.

"Nervous habit," Tyler murmured, not looking at Josh.

"Think m'just gonna have a shower and go to bed. Pretty tired."

Josh frowned, confused, until the pieces clicked into place.

"Tyler," he said sternly and Ty's eyes flicked up to his. "S'just a card game. Harmless jokes, right? You appealed to my ego, it was a good play."

"Yeah, jokes," Tyler repeated, dropping his head again, his heart sinking to his feet.

Josh heard Tyler's voice drop even quieter and he chewed his bottom lip nervously, unsure how to say what he wanted to say.

"I mean.. unless.. unless you didn't want it to be a joke."

Tyler's head flew up and he met Josh's eyes with his own, wide and shocked. "I.. I.."
Josh leaned in to bridge the gap between Tyler's lips and his own, kissing him super gently, testing the waters more than anything.

Tyler didn't pull away.

Josh reached a hand up to hold Tyler's neck as he kissed him, resting his forehead against the other's when he broke apart.

"Still a joke?" he asked.

Tyler reached for Josh's shirt and gripped it, pulling him closer as he kissed him again, much harder and much more hungrily.