His Name Is Blurryface *Joshler*

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While Josh was driving like a madman to get to Imagina, Dallon was able to contact the hospital’s ER and get Tyler transferred there. Tyler’s set up was the stereotypical hospital room: a heart rate monitor, an oxygen mask, and multiple IV’s attached to his body.

Dallon was able to convince the other night nurse to take the whole night as he stayed in the ER with Tyler. The doctors told him that Tyler would recover, but it was a matter of minutes before he wouldn’t be revived if Dallon had found out any later.

Tyler was limp on the bed, barely breathing for himself. If there was no heart monitor there, Dallon would’ve thought that Tyler was dead.

Dallon took the liberty of contacting Patrick in the mid-morning hours to update him on the situation. Patrick decided that he’d contact the management and try to convince them to transfer Josh back for the sake of Tyler. They couldn’t afford to let Tyler get worse or attempt to take his life again. They needed Josh back and Patrick would make sure of it.

Josh runs into the ER and nearly threatens the receptionist to give him Tyler’s ER room number. After being told to calm down multiple times, Dallon actually had to verify Josh’s identity before he was allowed clearance.

Josh bursts into Tyler’s room and sprints up to the bed, crying. He takes ahold of Tyler’s listless hand.

“Ty… why? Why would you do this?” Josh whispers as tears leak out of his eyes. “...Ty…” Josh blurts before sobbing onto the bed.

Dallon walks up behind Josh, giving him comforting back rubs. After a while, Dallon and Josh both sit on the uncomfortable hospital chairs and talk to pass time.

Dallon’s shift ended already, but he didn’t want to leave Tyler (and Josh), and Josh took the day off to accompany Tyler.

Around 6am, Tyler stirs and Josh promptly jumps to his side, gripping Tyler’s hand in his. Tyler lets out a strangled moan of pain and squeezes his eyes shut, presumably because of the light.

“Shhh it’s okay Ty. I’m here now and everything’s going to be okay.” Josh soothes as he rubs the back of Tyler’s hand in a circular motion.

“Mmph Jo-sh.” Tyler says gutturally with a hint of hope in his voice.

“Yeah bud, it’s me. I’m here.” Josh states, seeing a slight smile form on Tyler’s face as he drifts back to sleep.