"Joshy go grab my jacket," Tyler calls from the kitchen, swiftly moving to make something for them both to eat, nothing but a fresh pair of boxers on as he dances.
Josh smiles, hooking his thumbs through his belt loops, standing up.
"Righto," he jogs up the stairs, into Tyler's room, realising he never asked what jumper Tyler even wanted.
Josh stops, walking back out and hanging off the door frame.
"Which one?" He yells, awaiting a answer as he hangs out of the door.
"It's the floral long one!" Tyler replies.
Josh scrunches his face up, knowing exactly what Tyler was talking about.
"That's not a jumper!"
"That's not a jumper.." Tyler mocks in a high voice, but not loud enough for Josh to hear at all.
"Just grab it!" Tyler sighs, exasperated. "If it's not in there it's on the back of my parents door,"
"Okay thanks," Josh rolls his eyes, unable to locate said 'jumper' in Tyler's room, so he moves down the short hallway, past the bathroom to the room at the end.
He pushes the door open, greeted with an unfamiliar room, Josh strolls inside, looking behind the door, several pieces of clothing hanging off the rack, the flowery kimono not there.
Josh huffs, hands on hips as he twists his lips in thought.
He looks around the room for a minute, the sliding door to the closest open just a small amount.
Josh opens it, spying the flowered garment neatly folded on the top shelf.
He reaches up and misses it, so he jumps the second time and takes hold of it.
He pulls it down with triumph, a huge box also coming down on top of him.
Josh yells, trying his best to catch the box before it clatters to the floor.
He looks out the door, hearing Tyler singing downstairs, obvious he didn't hear the commotion coming from upstairs.
Josh is about to put the box back, when a huge red label on the side catches his attention.
"TYLER ROBERT JOSEPH: MEDICAL DOCUMENTS AND DIAGNOSIS"
Josh squints at it, curiosity peaking. He's aware he shouldn't snoop through personal things, but something intrigues Josh.
He takes the box and sits on the bed, the kimono placed next to it.
He wiggles his fingers like a greedy little kid, looking towards the door, still hearing Tyler singing to himself.
Josh pops the lid off, a yellow file on top, addressed from the hospital just out of town.
It looks new, Josh flips it open, a paper clip holding a picture of Tyler in some strange white room, the picture taken from a high angle on what looks to be a security camera, the time and date stamped on the picture.
It's from six months ago, Josh uncljps it, flipping through a few documents, all labelled with Tyler's name at the top, recent documents.
Josh reads few a couple.
Patient "Tyler Robert Joseph", still exhibiting signs of schizophrenic delusions, refusing to intake daily medication.
Talking to walls again, Joseph speaks of homicidal tendencies, suicidal ideations, depression not suppressed by therapy.
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Fanfiction"It's okay, you'll be okay," A new work route can always be difficult, but when Josh finds the love of his life, things become a little more complicated as he discovers the new boy is not everything he seems he is. *WARNING* Graphic sexual content V...
