baggy sweatshirt ON PAUSE // joshler au

c h a p t e r e l e v e n //game

it's thursday! 

i get to see tyler dribble that brown rubber ball across the court today

i get to watch his muscles flex as he shoots a basket

i'm so excited!

josh stop, you're not gay

okay, im not that excited

yes you are

after having a mental battle with myself i decided to start getting dressed

i decided on a more casual look for today

(wow, actually living for this outfit)

finally, after trial and error of multiple outfits, i decide on one that i enjoy

i check the time 6:30

i brush my teeth and decide i should start my journey to the school

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upon arrival, the smell of popcorn hits me

i've always hated popcorn

not as much as i hate bananas though

those are a gift from satan himself.

i wonder into the gymnasium seeing the huge crowd

my eyes wonder to the court, searching for number three

i spotted him!

"aye! dun!"

i whip (ayee) my head around seeing brendon

"hey man, glad you could come. i'd probably die of anxiety if you didn't show"

brendon chuckles slightly

"who said i came for you? my boyfriend is on the team you know"

i gasp

"you mean, you didn't come here to support your best friend?"

"i thought you were on the look for a new one"

brendon takes things way too seriously sometimes

"i'm kidding, of course i'd come"

i take that back, he's just a little silly

"anyways, where do you want to sit?"

"the cheer block maybe?" i suggest

"sounds good to me"

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it's half time now

i see tyler walking towards me and brendon

damn he looks good

his sweat is glistening in all the right places, his shorts hanging just a little too low

i bite my lip without realizing

"careful there joshua, you might cut your lip"

i release my bottom lip that was once held captive by my teeth

"s-sorry"

tyler looks me up and down taking his time, 

i start to feel self conscious and play with one of the buttons on my flannel

"you look good, a little too good. i can't be distracted out there now can i?"

i shake my head no slowly

"welp, i'll leave you two be, pardon me as i go get a pickle"

i laugh at brendon's awkwardness

tyler grabs my chin pulling my head to face him

he towers over me, just slightly though

"let me take you out after this" he asks softly

before i can stop myself i respond saying

"yeah, okay"

tyler presses the softest kiss on my forehead

"sick"

sick as frick