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tyler can't stop thinking about that boy.

his dark and attractive demeanor. how the boy is so much stronger and dominant looking than tyler. his intimidating gaze and frame; tyler needs to find him.

it's the next sunday and the brunette is sat in a different pew, barely listening to the pastor. his mind is on the boy who has been in his brain for the past week.

after the service ends, tyler and his family make their way outside. once again, tyler's father stops to speak with the pastor, like every sunday. the brunette sighs and excuses himself to the bathroom, not wanting to hear what they speak about.

the small boy enters the restroom and notices no one else in there. he carefully splashed some water on his face before exhaling loudly.

"washing away your sins?" a raspy voice says.

the brunette turns his head quickly, his gaze landing on the boy who has been on his mind constantly. tyler hesitates to find an answer, but decides that he's too nervous to speak.

"did i scare you?" the stranger asks, walking closer to the silent boy.

a pink blush coaxes tyler's cheeks as he shakes his head and mumbles,

"m' not good with people."

the stranger smirks and crosses his arms over his chest. he then is in front of tyler, with the boy's back against the wall. the red-dyed boy traps the brunette by uncrossing his arms and placing one on the wall.

"that's a shame, isn't it, pretty boy?" a soft whimper sounds from the back of tyler's throat.

the small boy's eyes widen cutely as he realizes the sound he made. he stares at the boy in front of him and the mystery man smirks once again saying,

"that was a naughty sound, church boy." the brown eyes of the boy are staring into tyler's own chocolate orbs.

"w-what's your name?" the brunette says very softly, just wanting the boy to be closer for a reason he doesn't understand.

"my name is josh dun, sweetheart." the red-dyed boy says, backing away.

another whimper escapes tyler's lips as josh walks away and the small boy practically melts at his next sentence.

"i'd ask for yours, but i like calling you pretty boy."

"it's tyler." the brunette says, pouting at the distance between them.

"well, tyler, you're a very pretty boy." and with that, the red haired boy exits the bathroom.

tyler bites his lip to refrain from breaking into a huge smile from their encounter. he finally spoke to the boy after a week and it was definitely worth it.

now, he'll be awaiting the next time.


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