𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐒; 𝐉𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐋𝐄𝐑; 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 ⚣ ⼺

three;

it's one am and tyler cannot sleep. the poor boy is almost exploding with tears as his head rests on his knees. the brunette sighs and finally lets his tears escape silently.

tyler jumps at the sound of his window being tapped on. a million thoughts rushing through his head as he panics. the small boy grabs a heavy pencil case from his backpack and prepares to swing at the intruder.

the brunette slowly walks over to the window, opening the blinds first to see out. he immediately calms down to see faint red-dyed hair and lowers his 'weapon'. tyler opens his window hesitating, but lets the boy in by stepping backwards. the punk climbs into tyler's room and laughs softly at the boy's confused face.

"did i scare you, princess?" tyler's eyes widen at the nickname and the boy smiles involuntary.

"m' feeling like you already asked that." the smaller boy mumbles, hiding his face in his oversized sweater. joshua only smirks and steps closer to the boy.

"care if i sit somewhere?" the older asks, his gaze fixed on the adorable boy in front of him.

tyler shakes his head and leads the punk over to his bed. the brunette sits next to him and says softly,

"why're you here?"

tyler pulls the ends of his baby pink sweater over his hands, covering them adorably.

"well, one of my friends lives beside you, precious." josh states, loving to see the boy blush madly.

"i saw that you looked sad through the window. why are you sad, pretty boy?"

tyler timidly looks away from the punk and sighs lightly. the brunette hugs his own waist anxiously before mumbling,

"m' always sad, joshie."

the nickname makes an eye crinkling smile spread across josh's face. however, after hearing what the boy said, the red-dyed boy hovers his hand above tyler's thigh. he is silently asking permission to place his hand on the pudgy flesh, gently gripping the skin when the brunette nods.

tyler giggles at the sensation on his thigh, shivering at the soothing motions of josh's fingers tracing up and down his skin. the punk softly smiles as tyler asks innocently,

"c-can i maybe hold your hand?"

joshua reaches his other hand out and places it in the boy's lap, opening his hand for the brunette. tyler quietly fumbles with the other's fingers, trying to distract himself. josh waits for him patiently to speak and rubs his thigh softly.

"i have thoughts an' people don' like what i think." tyler says slurring his words tiredly and squeezing josh's pointer finger lightly to hold back from crying. a look of confusion settles on the punk's face as tyler links their hands together all the way.

"what do you think about, precious?"

momentarily, tyler locks eyes with the dyed hair boy and his eyes instantly fill with tears. the brunette's body shakes with sobs as josh strokes up and down his spine to try to calm him down. when it somewhat works, josh takes his hand off of the boy's back and places his back on his thigh.

"josh, i-i think i like boys."

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hahahahaha i didn't know where to end this, so here ya go.

i'm so blah right now and i have no idea why.

anyway, buh-bye:)

-𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙧 ✰