It was late that night when Tyler arrived home. He looked disheveled. His hair was messy and his sweater was wrinkled. Josh had fallen asleep on the couch. Tyler pressed a kiss to his temple and whispered "I'm so sorry," before heading off to bed. He didn't realise Josh was awake and had seen him enter. A frown appeared on Josh's face. Why had Tyler gone to get milk and bread when they had plenty? Why did he return home empty handed? Why did he look so messy? Why did he say he was sorry? Why did he say he was sorry?
Tyler scrubbed himself in the shower, not hearing the door open over the volume of the water. Josh looked at his boyfriend's back in the mirror. There were scratch marks down his back and on his neck, ass and thighs there were hickeys that Josh didn't remember leaving. With tears in his eyes, he quietly exited the bathroom. Oh.
A short and sad one for y'all -Dylan
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Melancholy 💧 Joshler
FanficJosh didn't understand. He didn't want to understand. He didn't try to understand. Fem!Tyler. Graphic depictions/mentions of rape in pretty much every chapter so TW.
