amaranthine • joshler

• it looks like the end of mystery •

(a/n - i has scab on leg. i pick le scab. scab go away. goodbye, mr. scabbington. i promise i'm not high.)

Tyler was sitting in 6th period when he felt his phone buzz in his pocket.

One New Message From: ash bby 😍

ash bby 😍: wanna spend the night tn?

Tyler remembered who else would be there. He hesitated for a minute before replying.

ty: totally.

ash bby 😍: sick. see u after school. 😘

ty: c u. :)

Tyler put his phone back into his pocket and sighed. He couldn't help but feel something for his best friend's older brother. His bright pink hair and his lip ring made him oh-so-delectable. And don't even get Tyler started on his gorgeous body-

"Tyler! Are you even paying attention?" Tyler's gaze snapped back to Mrs Macaulay, who was looking at him expectantly.

"Of course, ma'am."

"Then answer the question." She glared at him.

"Umm... six?" The class erupted in a fit of laughter.

"Mr. Joseph, I don't think the correct answer to 'Who attacked France during the end of Charlemagne's reign?' is six."

"Sorry, ma'am."

She sighed. "It's okay, Tyler. Just pay better attention next time."

"Yes ma'am."

"Anyway class, onto the Vikings era..."

•••

After school, Tyler hopped into Ashley's car. They drove to the Dun household. Tyler grabbed his bag and they ran inside. They bolted up the stairs and into Ashley's room, jumping onto her bed, laughing.

"How was your day?" Tyler asked Ashley after a while.

"It was good. I talked to Matthew, which was great."

"Ugh." Tyler made a mock choking noise. "Love. Gross."

"Hey, just because you haven't found someone you're head-over-heels for yet doesn't mean you have to bash me."

"Yeah..." At that moment, totally by coincidence, the front door opened and slammed shut.

"Ash, I'm home!" Josh yelled up the stairs.

"Okay!" Ashley yelled back. She looked back at Tyler. He was as red as a tomato. "What's going on?"

"Huh? Nothing," Tyler said a bit too quickly.

"Okay, now you really have to tell me."

"It's just... Josh."

"My brother? What about him?" She studies Tyler's face for a minute before coming to the realization. "Oh, ew! Gross! You like my brother!"

"Shut up! Keep it down! No I don't!" Tyler could feel his cheeks getting hot.

"Oh you so do!" Ashley squealed, her disgust quickly turning into excitement. "We have to make a plan."

"Wait, a plan?" Tyler was confused.

"Yes, a plan. A master plan. A perfect plan. Possibly the best plan. The plan to end all plans."

"Can you stop impersonating Donald Trump and get on with the plan?"

"Okay. Let's do this."

•••

Approximately fifteen minutes later, Tyler was dressed in a tight top and extremely short shorts. Ashley made sure they made Tyler's butt pop. Tyler didn't know what he had done to deserve this from God. Was is that he was gay? Was that it? Why God?

"Perfect." Ashley stepped back, admiring her work. "He's got a big storm comin'." (a/n - i am too meme)

The pair walked down the stairs, Ashley making sure Tyler was strutting. Tyler caught a glimpse of Josh coming into he kitchen: He was only wearing sweatpants. And he had just gotten out of the shower. And he had barely dried off.

Tyler almost fell down the stairs.

But, he quickly composed himself and got down the rest of the way, and strutted into the kitchen.

"Hey Josh." Tyler said, attempting to have a sultry voice.

"Oh, Hey Ty-" Josh said, turning around. But when he did, his jaw fell slack. His eyes scanned over Tyler's body, and Tyler suppressed any self-conscious thoughts he was having.

"Watcha wearin'?" Josh asked, in an attempt to be causal. It would've worked, if his voice hadn't cracked.

"Oh, nothin'. Wanna watch TV with me and Ash?" Tyler leaned over the counter to grab a drink, making sure Josh was looking.

"Oh, I don't kno-" Josh began.

"Come on, it'll be fun." Tyler lowered his voice to a silky whisper. "I promise."

"O-okay..." and with that, he went into the TV room.

Ashley came down the stairs and ran to Tyler. "You did great! That was amazing! I've never seen my brother at such a loss for words," She whisper-yelled.

"Shh!" Tyler said. "Like they say on those stupid commercials: but wait, there's more."

A few minutes later, Tyler went into the TV room with a drink in his hand. He sat down close to Josh, and almost on top of him. A few minutes into the show, Tyler accidentally spilled his drink in a particular area of Josh's, making him jump and yelp.

"Oh, oops! I'll fix it." Tyler said quickly, and he got down into his knees and starting wiping up the spill, looking at Josh. Tyler looked over at Ashley, who had her eyes wide and mouthed a silent "Oh shit!" To Tyler, who smirked. He knew what he was doing.

And it was starting to show.

Josh jumped up, aware of what was going on *downstairs*, quickly muttered something about getting a new pair of pants, and ran out of the room.

"Holy fuck Tyler! I didn't even know you could flirt, let alone do that. I'll be damned."

"I have a few tricks up my sleeve." Tyler winked.

(a/n - i know what i said abt 'rapid succession' and all that but i ate dinner then i went to the store with my mom and i just now finished this but it's uber long and, in my opinion, awesome. so i hope that makes up for it. i'll keep writing tonight, but this is it for right now. - 👽)