brat .::. joshler

ten

josh pulled tyler out into the living room, much to the latter's many protests. he laced their fingers together and pulled the brunette close, smirking.

"you smell like beer," tyler stuck his tongue out in disgust, mentally vomiting.

"aw, does the brat not like it?" josh teased, only earning a glare.

"fuck you."

"shouldn't it be the other way around?"

"and now i'm leaving!"

josh yanked tyler back to his chest, smirking. "not so fast, princess."

"don't call me that," the younger scoffed.

"what? you not like it?"

"it's don't like it," tyler corrected him. "and i wouldn't tell you to stop calling me that if i liked it."

"you know," the drunk one began, his breath hovering over tyler's skin. "you're still a bratty bitch."

he tried not to let the redhead's words hurt him as he glared deep into his soul. "and you're an alcoholic bastard."

"hey, i'm not alcoholic!" josh argued defensively. "i just like to have fun, unlike some people!"

"i do have fun, just in non-lethal ways."

josh groaned over-dramatically, lightly bumping his forehead against the other's. "you are such an adorable buzzkill!"

tyler scoffed, moving his head away from the older's. "that is not a sentence i thought i'd hear come out of your mouth, drunk or otherwise."

josh chuckled, dipping tyler down and close to the floor. "but i'm sure you liked it."

"never said that."

"bet you like me, though."

"don't test your luck, asshole," tyler laughed bitterly. "be lucky i'm dancing with you against my will."

"oh you're enjoying it, pumpkin."

"as if, dickwad."

"oh c'mon, joseph,"

"ew, that made me uncomfortable."

"sugar?"

"you sure know how to push people's buttons," tyler remarked.

josh spun the boy around a few times before pressing their chests together. "it's kind of my profession."

"let me guess; you're also a world-famous lady killer?"

josh gave him a goofy smirk. "you bet."

"i bet you also beat the world record for biggest ego, huh?" tyler teased, earning a glare from the redhead.

"hey!" josh pouted like a child, receiving a joyful laugh from the younger.

he stopped immediately when he saw that josh had noticed, a shit-eating grin plastered on his face.

"was that a laugh i just heard?" josh leaned in. "a genuine laugh?"

"um," tyler trailed off.

shit.