Mr. Dun //joshler [✔]

twenty-øne

"you guys fucked already?" brendon asked in disbelief.

"uh huh." tyler felt himself start smiling. he titled his head back, pointing at the hickeys that littered his neck. "see?"

"damn." brendon smiled while ryan couldn't help but giggle.

"yeah, i haven't seen him since yesterday. he said he was filling in for someone today, but i don't know who."

as if on cue, a certain yellow-haired man appeared behind tyler, making the other two boys smile.

"what? is there something on my face?"

"only beauty," josh spoke from behind him, making the boy's face turn red in embarrassment. he spun on his heels to look at the taller man.

"hi josh!"

"you call me mr. dun in school."

"yes, sir," tyler nodded with a grin.

"is it true you and tyler had sex?" ryan couldn't help but ask.

tyler was blushing profusely while josh just nodded. he so desperately wanted to touch tyler in some way, but anything would be deemed suspicious.

"i talked to mr. weekes."

"what'd you say?"

"i told him to lay off because you're mine. he didn't believe me and i told him the marks on your neck say otherwise."

"josh!" tyler laughed.

"what's my name?"

"oh, sorry. mr. dun," tyler corrected himself.

"that's better. let me know if he tries anything with you again, okay?"

"okay. who are you subbing for today?"

"mr. stump."

"i have you first period then!" tyler smiled in excitement, containing himself from hugging the older.

"uh huh. so don't try anything funny. i will send you to the office."

"yeah, right." tyler rolled his eyes, but josh didn't seem like he was joking.

he ignored the rolling of tyler's eyes and only said, "you'll see."

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tyler sat at his desk, staring at the calculus worksheet mr. stump had left for them to do. he had no clue how to solve anything, so he sat there in frustration while josh sat at the teacher's desk, reading from some book.

tyler hunched over his desk, shielding his paper and pretending like he was moving his pencil so josh wouldn't realize he wasn't working. he thought his plan was foolproof, but that obviously wasn't that case when josh called out his name.

"yeah?" tyler answered.

"do you need help?"

"no."

"your paper is still blank."

"i know."

the older let out an annoyed sigh at tyler's attitude. he picked himself up and walked over to him.

"what're you stuck on?"

"everything."

"everything?"

"i just don't remember how to do it," tyler muttered, feeling incompetent.

"you just-"

"wait. come here," tyler whispered, beckoning josh closer with his index finger. josh leaned down, his ear at tyler's mouth.

tyler whispered, "just give me the answers and i can spend the rest of class talking to you."

"i can't do that," josh rolled his eyes.

"please?"

"number one is c, that's all i'm saying."

"but, josh!"

"hm?"

"mr. dun..." tyler mumbled, slowly sinking into his seat as josh suddenly seemed more dominant standing over him.

"you won't learn anything if i give you the answers, tyler."

"fine. i'm not doing it then."

"tyler-"

"i don't even know how to. just go sit back at your desk and i'll sit here doing nothing."

josh swallowed down the annoyance he felt bubbling in his chest, and instead, he leaned down so his face was inches away from tyler's.

"i'm not going to put up with your attitude. you have notes you can use. now, get to work." he spoke in a low voice, keeping his eyes trained on tyler's.

"y-yes, sir. i'll get to work," the boy answered in submission, quickly flipping through his binder to find his notes.

a content smile found its way to josh's lips, glad he could get tyler to listen so easily.

"good boy," he whispered, smirking at the surprised look he got. he simply sat back down at the desk, leaving a very sexually frustrated tyler alone to do his calculus.