Dreamer. [joshler]

fifteen. Boundaries

I woke up bright an early to find Tyler making breakfast, he made fried eggs. They were nice, in all the morning was nice. But I just couldn't stop thinking about last night, how worried I was for Tyler, how scared he was when I got him, but the image of him kept reappearing in the back of my head. I couldn't make it go away, it burned the back of my eyes.

"You okay?" Tyler's voice startled me, I looked up at him warily.

"Yeah, yeah everything's fine." I brushed off.

"You sure? You seem a little...different." He was skeptical.

"I'm perfectly fine everything's just normal." I smiled warmly at him, standing up and walking over to the bedroom.

"Listen, I'm going to get dressed. I'm heading out to go pick up some groceries and stuff, I'll be back. You'll be fine alone right?" What am I saying he's not a baby.

"Yeah, I'll be fine." He nodded sharply.

With that I grabbed my keys and left.

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-Tyler-

Josh had been gone for a while, it was getting dark. I could conclude that he wasn't going to go get groceries, I just hoped he wasn't hurting himself or getting in any trouble. I know what I did last night was bad, but it was also unintentional. I waited a couple of more hours before deciding to call Josh, I was starting to worry. He finally picked up on the last ring.

"Who's this?" His voice was hushed.

"Josh where are you? It's been hours I'm getting worried." I really was.

"I'm uh," there was a moan, sounded like it was from a woman.

I scrunched my nose in disgust.

"I'll call you later-" and with that he hung up.

I set my phone down on the coffee table, I don't know why but I felt this weird feeling in my gut. It was like frustration and anger, and also hurt. But why? The only thing I could think of was-am I jealous? No way, me and Josh are best friends. There's no need to feel jealous. I don't even look at him that way...do I? I shook my head to clear it, it wasn't a big deal and I didn't know why I was dwelling on it. I waited forever for Josh to call me back but he never did. Eventually I fell asleep on the couch, waiting.

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-Josh-

I quietly stumbled through the door, it was like four in the morning. I was drunk as hell, so I might've went to the bar too and yeah I might've went home with some random chick. But I just needed to get my mind off of him. Off of Tyler, his beautiful image burned behind my eyelids. If I was being honest, it didn't work. He was still there, she just wasn't him. I quietly made my way towards the living room, I was gonna sleep on the couch, no need to bother Ty. But when I got near it I noticed he was sleeping soundly on it. Well shit, I'd look like a dick if I went and slept on the bed.

Carefully I scooped him up in my arms and carried him to his room, being sure not to trip though I almost did a couple times. I gently laid him down on the cozy mattress and covered him with the blanket, he stirred and hummed lightly. He was so adorable, it took everything in me not to climb in next to him and cuddle him. Oh how I just wanted to hold him in my arms again, I haven't held him in forever. He just never asks anymore, almost like he doesn't want to. Or he's afraid. I hadn't realized till now that I was staring, he looked peaceful when he slept-leave Josh you look like a creep.

I quietly left him room and went back into the living room where I laid down on the couch and waited for the sun to come up, letting my eyes drift shut.

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-Tyler-

I woke up late at night in a cold sweat, something just didn't feel right. I realized I was no longer on the couch, I was in my bed. I scrambled up and grabbed my phone, my hands were shaky as I typed.

Tyler: where are you?

Tyler: I'm scared

I heard footsteps coming towards my door, I scooted back and grabbed my knees, hiding my face. Was Ian here? That was the last thing I wanted. I heard my door open and my head shot up to see who it was, I couldn't see their face. I watched as they stumbled through the doorway towards me. I quickly covered my eyes and hid my face, I felt a light hand on my shoulder.

"Whas' wrong?" I immediately looked up, I recognized that voice anywhere-it was Josh.

I hastily got up and hugged him, wrapping my arms around his neck. He drunkenly spun around and stumbled back, falling. I probably shouldn't have jumped on him like that but I didn't care, I didn't give him time to do anything before I wrapped my legs around his waist so he couldn't move. I hid my face in his neck, I don't know why I was so happy and relieved to see him-it was weird. He hesitantly wrapped his arms around my back.

"What're you doin'?" His words were slurred, that was questioning.

"Just hold me please," I didn't care if he was drunk or not at this point.

"What's wrong?" Then it struck me, I carefully lifted my head up and looked at him suspiciously.

"So uh, you wanna tell me where you went?" Cause he sure didn't go to the grocery store.

"Ok I went to the bar, m'sorry. I jus' needed to get my mind off something so I went home with this chick." I could definitely smell the alcohol on his breath, whiskey.

I gently leaned up and studied his face, he looked very confused and guilty.

"Did it work?" Without realizing what I was doing I adjusted some, moving my hips, he hummed lowly.

"No." He breathed moving his hands to my lower back.

I realized what was happening and a small butterfly awoke in my stomach, I'm sure my face was red too.

"W-well what was wrong?" What do I do?

"M'couldn't stop thinkin' 'bout someone." He no longer looked confused or guilty.

"Oh...why didn't it work?"

"She wasn't like em, she didn't have their perfect figure." I felt him slip a hand under my shirt and I froze, it was cold.

"She didn't have their perfect thighs," his other hand skimmed over one of my thighs, more butterflies erupted in my stomach.

"Or their cherry lips," my breath hitched when he reached up and ran his thumb over my bottom lip, I couldn't move.

"She didn't have their porcelain skin," his hand that was under my shirt ran up my back, lifting my shirt allowing a cold breeze to brush my skin.

"Or their wondrous hips," I was startled when he grabbed my hips and guided me, rolling them.

Everything in me was frozen, my brain was frozen, I had no idea what to do. I watched as his eyes fell shut and he hummed again. I couldn't think-what do I do? I felt him stop and let go and watched wide eyed as he reached up and grabbed my inner thighs, beginning to rub circles with his thumbs.

"And she certainly did not have their sweet nectar voice." I couldn't contain the whimper at the back of my throat as his hands progressed further up my thighs.

I moved my hips and whimpered lightly again, my stomach was overflowing with butterflies. But suddenly I was flipped and now I was laying on my back. I watched as Josh got up, reaching out towards him.

"N-no stay w-where are you going?" Damn stutter.

"I'm sleeping on the couch, get some rest goodnight." I watched him walk out, I just sat there flustered.

What the hell just happened?