:[march to the sea]:

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J O S H

"Tyler, I won't judge you, I promise." I hear a sigh before the door unlocks and out walks Tyler. I told him he should try on the outfit he's wearing. Its a gray crop top and high waisted jean shorts. He wanted to make sure you couldn't see his stomach. He has his arms crossed and a pout on his face. I smile at him.

"Smile Ty, you look cute. What's wrong?"

"It's embarrassing Josh!" He stomps his foot and turns around, heading back towards the bathroom. I run up to him and turn him around.

"Would it be less embarrassing if I kissed you and told you you look amazing?" I ask.

"Probably not, but you can still kiss me." He says with a faint smile. I push our lips together and practically scream out of happiness when he puts his arms around my neck and pulls me closer to him. He licks my lip again, so of course I open my mouth a little. He turns me, not breaking out kiss, so my backs against the wall. He does the same thing he did last night, sucking light hickeys into my skin. He was considerate enough last night to not make them too noticeable so my family wouldn't be suspicious. I give out a light moan when he hits a certain spot on my collarbone. He slides his fingers up my shirt before reattaching our lips. I pull him against me by his hips, as he runs his hand through my hair. We both pull away, trying to catch our breath.

"God Tyler." I grab his hand. "I think my heart is beating like 10 times faster than it should be."

"Same." He breathes. "Can I put on different clothes?" He giggles.

"'Course baby." I let go of his hand so he can go back into the bathroom. He shuts the door behind him, and I just stand there, still out of breath from what just happened.

"I like when you call me baby. It's cute." He says after a moment. "I need a nickname for you." He decides.

"Tyler?" I ask hesitantly.

"Mhm?" He hums.

"What are we?" I ask, thoroughly confused. He opens the door, now wearing his usual clothes.

"What do you want us to be?" He grabs my hand, putting his other one on my chest.

"Do you wanna go out with me?" I ask after thinking for a moment.

"Would that be boyfriends then?" He asks, tracing small shapes onto my chest.

"If you want. I would be happy as boyfriends."

He looks up at me, smiling. "Me too. Boyfriends?"

"Boyfriends." I nod once before pecking a kiss on his cheek. I wrap an arm around him, pulling him tighter against me. I rest my chin gently on his head.

"You smell good." He laughs quietly.

"You're good at kissing." I inform him.

"I really like you, Joshua." He says after a moment of silence.

"Good, cause I like you too." I notice the ukulele on his dresser. "You can play the ukulele right?"

He shrugs a little. "I just got it one day and decided to figure it out. 'M not the best, but sure. I can play."

"Play me a song." I demand. He steps out of my embrace and lets go of my hand, walking over and grabbing his ukulele. He strums it once, probably checking if it's in tune.