Who Is Tyler Joseph? (Joshler) [✓]

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Who is Tyler Joseph?

A felon? An angel? A druggy?

Josh doesn't know. Nobody knows. Maybe Tyler Joseph doesn't even know who Tyler Joseph is.

Josh has seen multiple sides to Tyler. Tyler is an absolute sweetheart to him at most times, but then there's the seductive bad-boy side to him.

When him and Tyler first met, Tyler was in seductive-bad-boy-mode.

The smirk on his face, a certain huskiness to his voice. The smell of his deodorant very potent as he stood unnecessarily close to Josh, before sliding a stupid pen into Josh's hold.

And then he left. He left confident that he'd made an impression on Josh, and he was right.

But that's clearly not who he is.

That's really the only time Josh has seen him act like that with him. So he isn't really genuinely like that.

But if that attitude is fake, then who's to say that Tyler has ever been real with him?

It's almost giving Josh whiplash, how many times he's seen a completely new side of Tyler.

Tyler can be suave. He can lure you in like a moth to a flame. Make you salivate in your mouth without quite knowing why.

Then he can be kind. Flirty in all the right ways. Buttering you up so you mold to his every will with a smile on your face. He can be an absolute sweetheart, and it's scary.

Not as scary as he is when he's beating someone into the dirt, without even flinching when their blood gushes from wounds that he caused and leaves speckles all over his fists and clothes.

Then there are completely soft moments. When Tyler is touching Josh with only the lightest of fingers, delicate and gentle. Cradling the boy's face, his eyes shining in pure adoration.

What's real?

Who is Tyler Joseph, really?

Josh doesn't remember when Tyler showed up at his locker, but he only now notices as the boy snaps his fingers in Josh's face.

"Hey, loopy, what's going on?" He says. He's smiling but it looks a little strained.

When Josh doesn't even scowl at the new nickname, Tyler becomes even more worried.

"Are you okay?" He asks, his hand coming up to cup Josh's face.

Josh flinches away and Tyler frowns, pulling his hands back sadly.

"No. I don't think I am." Josh answers, his voice oddly monotone.

Tyler purses his lips at the silence that follows. This is weird. He's used to Josh always being teasing and flushed around him. Now Josh isn't afraid to hold eye contact, and his stoic blank face is only furthering Tyler's worry.

"I don't think we should hang out anymore." He follows up.

Oh. 

It's strange, the pang in Tyler's chest as he hears those words.

He wants to allow his face to crumble. He wants to beg with teary eyes that Josh is just being stupid.

"I thought we had such a good time the other night?" He wants for it to come out confused, a hurt whisper. Instead it comes out cocky, maybe even a little angry. A fake smirk plasters itself on Tyler's face and he wants nothing more than to suck it back down.

Josh frowns. This wasn't the response he was expecting but he definitely isn't surprised.

"You just... We really shouldn't be friends," Josh mutters, his lip curling as Tyler tries to act through the anger in his eyes.

Tyler scoffs, and it's venomous.

"Yeah, you already tried that a few weeks ago, babe." He sings. "But then you came crawling back," He sniggers, brushing nonexistent dust off of his shoulder.

Josh wants to retort, but he's just so tired. He sighs,

"That. That is exactly why we can't be friends." He says.

Tyler glares, biting down on the inside of his cheek.

"Fine."

Fine.

Josh walks away.

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