one shots ❯ joshler

run.

I dont even know how to explain this one.

but im back with my infamous angst fics!!!!

ultimately, its an underage fic. josh is 19 and tyler is 16

josh is running from the cops because they're after him for being in an underage relationship and also for being a dumb, reckless human.

and just as a side note, tyler travels around and is on the move with him pretty much all the time soOoOo. also let me add that they're based in north dakota and travel to south dakota :-)

also also, the use of the word "r*pist" is used once. please read with caution.

also also also, this is sort of sad and it made me a bit sad so sorry in advanced xx

enjoy.

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"Ty, we gotta go," Joshua said, looking over at his young best friend with a certain desperation in his gaze. Swallowing thickly, he threw clothing haphazardly into his duffel bag, zipping it up with haste. Tyler blearily looked at him, still rubbing his eyes to rid them of sleep.

"Joshy, what's going on?" He asked hazily, unable to really focus on anything with the glaring lights in his eyes. All he knew was that Joshua sounded rushed and frazzled.

"We gotta go. Now," he said, pulling the taller boy towards him. "I already packed your clothes, okay? We just gotta head out."

"Why? I don't understand, we've been all over the place lately," Tyler said in between yawns, stretching his arms above his head. He was fully clothed, as Joshua had insisted they both sleep in their clothes in case they had to leave early.

"I'll explain it later, okay?" he said. "Just a couple more weeks, and we'll be fine."

"Good. I'd like to be home for my birthday," Tyler said, huffing a little as he followed after his older best friend. The shorter brunette's lips quirked slightly at that, looking back at the other with a smile.

"I know. We will be, okay?" he said, tossing the duffel into the trunk of his father's Impala. It was really all that Bill had left either of them after he had passed. Tyler had been in school when Joshua had gone to pick him up, telling him that his father had died suddenly. No one had been able to give them real answers, so Joshua had taken his best friend and ran from there, deciding that he and Tyler needed an escape.

He had settled down in a town outside of Sioux Falls, South Dakota, since it was close to an old friend of the family's, but in the long run, that hadn't done either of them too much good. Heaving a sigh, he started up the car, Tyler sitting beside in the front seat of the Impala.

"I promise, your eighteenth birthday will be the best one yet," Joshua said as he backed out of the parking space, pulling out of the hotel parking lot with haste.

"I hope so," Tyler said quietly, sinking down in the seat to get comfortable. He peered out the window, watching as the city left their sites for highway roads. They traveled mostly in silence, though after an hour or so, Joshua had popped in a cassette tape of his dad's, the rough sound of Guns n' Roses reverberating through the car.