S L O W T O W N

Two Weeks

Tyler, sitting on the lounge playing a game Josh had taught him a week ago, was becoming the bored than he had ever been in his life.

He loved Josh, he loved staying here, but not being able to leave Josh's cramped bedroom for hours at a time was draining, ripping all freedom he thought he would have away from him.

He was glad he hadn't had any episodes recently, especially when this wasn't his house, and he couldn't hide behind his own bedroom.

Tyler missed his piano, Tyler missed his own space.

Tyler did not miss Blurryface, and that's one thing he was glad about whilst living with Josh.

He waited for Josh to return first as always, this time, unaware he would have company.

Tyler, splayed out with a bag of Cheetos between his legs, looked backwards, upside down off the arm of the lounge, the click of the front door opening catching his attention.

"Hey Josh-"

He jumped when a small figure screamed, running at him and launching on top of him, hugging him and continuing to scream.

Tyler yelped, cuddling the little girl with a huge grin on his face, heart rate increased with the pure shock of being attacked.

"TyTy! You're here!" Abby giggled with pure excitement, screaming when Tyler lifted her up and tickled her, pinning on her on the lounge.

"Hey Tyler," Josh greets, stretching slightly, his tanktop damp with sweat. "I have some good news,"

"TyTy can't stay here," Abby's face drops, Josh's dropping with it.

"Oh TyTy is uh," Josh puts his bag down by the door, walking over to lift up Abby and place her back on the floor much to Tyler's dismay, quickly missing the bliss the small girl would bring him.

"Mommy said TyTy can't come over Joshy," sadness took over the joy, Tyler awkwardly looking to Josh for advice.

"Abby, I'm gonna tell you a secret, you can't tell mom or anyone okay? Come here," he gestures for her to step forward into his arms.

Josh twisted his mouth in thought, sitting next to Tyler and pulling Abby up onto his lap.

She whined and made grabby hands for Tyler instead, crawling over to his side and propping herself up on his lap.

Tyler beamed with a face of triumph, playing with her hair as she listened to to Josh after poking his tongue out at his lover.

Josh sighed.

"TyTy is staying with us, he might be staying for a little while,"

Tyler felt guilty, he kind of wanted to go home, the little girl bouncing excitedly in his lap and clapping made him weak, unknowing that Tyler wasn't happy staying here.

He was going to ask Josh when it was time for him to go back home.

Tyler wasn't going to lie, the weeks he had spent here were amazing, free feeds, protection from the one he loved, the gentle love making contrasting the intense encounter two weeks earlier,
but it wasn't stimulating enough for Tyler's busy mind.

He wanted to paint, he wanted to sing loudly, he wanted to actually leave one room whenever he pleased.

"So I can play whenever I like?" Abby tugged Tyler's shirt and pulled herself up, standing on his thighs, grabbing his hair in huge clumps.