nom de plume 🌹 tysh [✔]

[subtle]

sub·tle
ˈsədl/
adjective
(especially of a change or distinction) so delicate or precise as to be difficult to analyze or describe.

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tyler was too subtle.

he was too alexithymic.

he was too hypophrenic.

basically, tyler couldn't describe his feelings well.

he loves josh, more than he should.

he knows the boy loves him too but what if he falls in love with someone else? he would lose his honey sweet happiness. and he would lose his not-often honey sweet mind, that's only happy with him.

his eyes viewed the april rain, although the sun was out, and alive, there was tears cascading down from above.

that's how tyler felt.

joshua, however, felt as though the sun were to set, it wouldn't without his boyfriend.

of course they hadn't fought or anything, but the brunette was having so many doubts and a melancholy mind, and that upset josh.

he wanted tyler happy.

when tyler was happy, he was, but that's love right?

tyler wasn't happy.

the brunette often cuddled josh, without the caring words he spurted out, or without the gentle touches to his curly blue hair.

but josh smiles anyway.

tyler couldn't describe how dark his mind had been as of late, and usually his best friend made it better, and he made sweets as well. but, he made it worse for himself by avoiding his love.

it has happened before, and it'll happen again.

"bubby!" josh cried out to nowhere.

tyler wasn't with him, he hadn't seen the redhead since his birthday, and he thought he he done something.

little did he know, tyler was developing feelings for the sixteen year old.

so the brunette vanished; he actually had gone to visit his brother, jay, whom he hadn't seen since he came out.

joshua missed his best friend.

'twas the same now as it was two years ago.

tyler wasn't himself, and so neither was the feminine boy.

it had been raining for days, and flood warnings were given. josh only wore sweatpants, and his boyfriend's sweatshirt.

•••

the brunette felt gloomy, and his sunshine was gone.

and not the sun.

he felt as though joshua hated him, for neglecting his angelic being.

so on this evening he walks, he walks to the docks of the beach.

his covered feet are cascading sand within itself.

he neglected them too.

tyler walks to the sea, trying to clear his stormy head.

the rain was pouring down heavily, and his outfit was soaked, but it was better than staying home.

he didn't mind if he caught pneumonia.

he desired to go see josh, but he thought it'd be too soon.

he went to the petal spot, completely stunned once he saw the faded blue mop upon a familiar curly head.

he was completely stunned when he saw his favorite boy, holding a daisy, with tears flowing down his face at a faster rate then the clouds were.

his eyes were closed, he was wearing a huge sweatshirt, and thin sweatpants, both a monotone color.

he heard the leaves shuffle at a slow pace, he carefully opened his eyes, and wonder mixed with curiosity flicked upon them.

his brows furrowed, and his mouth adjusted as if to say something, but then retreated.

instead of saying anything, tyler began walking up to the boy.

he lifted josh up, and so now he stood waiting for something to happen, as salty tears fell from fluffy grey clouds.

the brunette tilted his boyfriend's head, so he looked tyler in the eyes.

his usually dull eyes looked worried, as they do when around josh.

he was wearing gym clothes, had dark circles under his beautiful hazel eyes, and had not stopped crying yet.

he sniffled, and tyler paused for a moment, beginning to lean forward.

the sea-haired boy's lips were chapped, but wet, and the elder of the two savored every second as if it were his last.

after about three minutes, he pulled away and the petite boy wrapped his arms around tyler.

"i thought i lost you," the younger whispered.

"i could never leave you, josh."

said boy embraced him tighter, happy to see his beloved again.

"i don't know what happened to me, i'm so sorry, love," tyler cried.

"everybody has sad days," he replies, slightly muffled.

"nobody's perfect."

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wow this was s a d

sorry yikeS i haven't been in the greatest mindset

and school hasn't given me enough time to write, and this story doesn't really have a plot, it's just fluff but oh well

any plot/conflict ideas?:

thanks for all the love

-lush