Start song: lavender blood by fox academy

TW// MENTIONS OF DOMESTIC ABUSE

warning: smut hahahaha, big surprise

When they leave Josh's, it's with warm bellies and smiles. Tyler hugs him goodbye, a hand on the small of his back, Josh laughing against his ear at something Ashley had said.

Ashley buzzes Tyler with questions the moment Josh waves them off. "Tyler." She says, nails digging into his arm as they cross the street. "Tell me what happened, please. I'm not dumb."

"Something happened, you kissed him didn't you?"

And when Tyler said nothing, she gasped. "No, you did something more - did you jerk off in his bathroom, because that, that would not be surprising."

"Fuck you, Tyler, I bought tomatoes, I drove around in circles and wasted gas for 20 minutes. Did you fuck him? Did he fuck you?"

Tyler deflects all of them, everything she says goes through one ear and straight out the other and by the time their home he kisses Ashley's cheek and goes to bed. "I'm not telling you shit." He sing-songs, walking towards his bedroom.

Ashley's eyes widen and she yells at him when he says this. "You're going to tell me what happened, I swear to god."

Tyler had just laughed, incredibly happy and sated.

*

Tyler dreams, there's no way he couldn't, Josh is there, he's at his house again but this time he isn't on his knees, Josh is. Positions swapped, Josh is kissing him, Tyler is pressing him to the counter and Josh is offering to suck him off.

Dream Tyler begs him to, dream Tyler is whiny and he whimpers and pulls on Josh's hair and comes in Josh's mouth.

And when Tyler wakes up, his underwear are sticky and he wants to go see Josh. He needs to and he's got his robe wrapped around him, prepared to cross the street when he notices that Josh's truck isn't in the driveway.

*

Tyler's routine changes slowly after that. He didn't expect it to, almost nothing has changed except for his relationship with Josh. But even so, things are different.

Ashley is suspicious, she's snooping, desperate to know what happened between them. Still nagging him with questions, over and over again.

Their normal routine changes after a few days, Josh is gone, Ashley is in the dark.

And it all starts when Ashley's leaves the house and it ends when she comes back.

Which in its own way should be exciting, Ashley still doesn't know what went down and she's extremely annoyed by it.

Tyler loved it and it was safe to say that he wasn't going to tell her anything for the next little while, just to drive her crazy. He gets the feeling that she's going to start snooping around though, which is partially why their routine changes.

Ashley changes her shift schedule, without telling him and starts getting home an hour earlier, practically sneaking into the house. Tyler figures she wants to catch him and Josh in the act about an hour after she walks in on him taking a piss.

She had just stared, shrugged and then left and Tyler had been too sleepy to even realize what had happened.

He hasn't even seen Josh since that night and it's not that he hasn't been looking. No, Tyler sits in front of his living room window and looks for him, even when Josh's pickup truck isn't in the driveway and hasn't been for a few days. Ever since he'd had that wet dream 3 days ago Josh hasn't been back home.

Josh left, he's gone for now and Tyler somehow misses him despite having only spent that one night together and their few short conversation they've had leading up to it. Blaming himself comes easy, not that he considers himself a drastic change in Josh's life considering Josh has people over all the time, but he considers himself a change because he's Josh's neighbour and he's going to be much more unforgettable compared to anyone else Josh has been with.

When Ashley gets home today, suspicious, always suspicious, she sees him staring out the window. "Tyler." She sighs.

"Mhm, what?" He turns to look at her, he's sitting on the floor, just tall enough to see out the window from where he's at.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

Tyler snorts sadly. "Just, relaxing." He looks back outside.

"Yeah, sure. Dude, he's fine, he probably went to go visit his family or some shit like that."

"Can you shut up?" Tyler groans, not willing to admit that he's looking for him, waiting for him.

"Can you tell me what you did?"

Tyler shuts up.

*

The week passes by slowly, slower then Tyler had imagined it would. He gets very involved with his job though, somehow he can't think about anything else when he's not slacking off. All he can think about is his boss, Michael, Michael who doesn't stop yelling at him, Michael who keeps him occupied enough to not think about Josh.

When he's at home he thinks about him though, Tyler's not the type for one night stands, especially not when said one night stand is also his neighbour, his neighbour that he sees frequently.

Today, Ashley comes home with a wig on her head, Tyler had expected blue. If she was getting any wig he would've thought it to be blue, but it isn't and it's weird to him that she chose something different.

It mirrors her natural dark hair, medium length, it looks real, it looks good and it suits her. She smiles at him, it's weak. "Does this look okay?" Theres a small braid tucked behind her ear.

Tyler nods, turning down the volume on the TV. "You look cute." He pats the spot beside him, she looks like she needs a hug, which, albeit rare, does happen occasionally.

"I just- I needed a change and even without hair it felt like it was still blue." She sits down beside him, Tyler frowns at the way she's carrying herself, he knows her.

Ashley blinks at him, eyes on the verge of tears. "Y-You know when I got home that night?"

"Yeah." His voice is soft, already worried. Tyler hadn't forgotten about it, Ashley panicking, crying as he bleached her hair. Asking her what was going on was out of the question at the time, he just needed to be there for her, comfort her, he didn't need to know what was wrong. "Did something happen?" He asks softly, trying to be soft, gentle for her.

She goes tense, Tyler can tell she's going to lie, going to deflect and ignore whatever was going on. It's what she's always done and Tyler knew it was what she'd being doing ever since that night. Surprisingly, Ashley nods, completely defeated, face hidden behind her hands, can't even look at him, it's hard to do. Tyler tries to understand, and when Ashley starts crying he feels himself tear up. "Can I hug you?" He asks.

Immediately Ashley scoots closer to him and leans into his touch as he gently wraps his arms around her. Her body shakes when she cries and Tyler just holds her, terrified to know what happened, terrified for Ashley, guilty for not bothering to figure things out sooner.

"It's, nothing bad." She whispers, Tyler wipes her tears away with the pads of his thumbs, still close to her.

"Ashley." He sighs.

She looks at her hands, they're shaking. "Okay so I might've run into my ex." She stutters. "The abusive one." Tyler's heart breaks at the mention of him, he was hard to forget about but that didn't mean he didn't try his hardest. It was bad, it was really bad but Ashley had never reported it and Tyler was never going to force her to. The bruises he left on her skin were dark and so were the ones he left on her mind. It was the most toxic relationship Tyler had ever witnessed.

After him she dated another guy, who actually treated her well, they broke up on good terms which Tyler was glad for. He didn't need his best friend in a worse place then she already was. But generally after him Ashley hadn't dated, the only reason she'd dated her last boyfriend was so she could move on and reassure herself that not all men would treat her like her abusive ex had.

Tyler hugs her again, Ashley sighs. "And he, fuck." She sniffs, curling her fingers in the material of his hoodie, Tyler expects her to start sobbing again but she doesn't, she just hides her face against his torso. "He told me he liked my hair and was glad I hadn't changed it."

"And then he said he'd see me around." Her voice wavers as she speaks and Tyler feels his own eyes go wet.

"Where did you see him? Please tell me he didn't show up at your work." She changed jobs right after they officially broke up.

Ashley sniffs, and pulls away from him, her eyes red and puffy. She shakes her head, looking down. "No, um- I was with my dealer and he just fucking came up to us and my guy offered him some coke, which wasn't what I was buying." She clarifies, despite Tyler already knowing Ashley wouldn't do hard drugs. "And he said yes, bought some. I was petrified, I could barely breathe once we were alone. I ran away the second he started talking."

Tyler soothes his hands up and down her shoulders. "You're safe here." Tyler says and kisses her cheek. "Our house is safe okay? He doesn't even know where you're living, and he never will, i'll keep you safe." Tyler says, he needs to keep her safe, Ashley nods.

"Do you want to sleep in my bed tonight?" He knows she likes the comfort of sleeping beside something, she likes it even more then he does.

"Y-yeah, thank you." She says quietly and leans into him.

Tyler just hugs her again.

*

After Ashley confesses her run in with her ex, she mostly goes back to her normal self. Tyler was nervous that she'd get bad, go back to her nervous and anxious self, go back to being miserable. When something triggers her, Ashley has to restart from the beginning but this time, she's okay. She's okay from what he can see anyways.

This time she's smiling at him and hugging him and cooking them dinner and going out after work and he's glad she's really pushing through it. He's proud of her and Tyler loves her for it.

But this time, she decides that she's going to figure out what's going on between him and Josh and Tyler hates it, hates that she's become so focused on him. He's not willing to tell her to fuck off, maybe he's being a bit too patronizing but he feels the need to be gentle with her, he can't help it right now.

Today their routine changes because when Ashley leaves this morning, her car just down the road, there's a knock at the door. And when he opens the door, confused, half awake, holding a bong he's immediately pushed back inside by the weight of Josh's body. "What the fuck." Tyler squeaks, almost yells.

It happens fast. Josh says. "Hey." Tyler blinks, shocked, eyes wide, his mouth opening and closing as he searches for words.

"H-hi?"Tyler manages, not bothering to hide his body. There's a blush that reaches from his ears to his neck, he stares at Josh. Any question or complaint he had gone.

It's quiet, Tyler is still in shock when Josh speaks again. "Can I come in?" He smoothes his hair back, the motion useless to changing anything about the curls on his head. Tyler is already getting hard and he hates himself for it.

He should say no, Josh doesn't deserve to come inside his home but Tyler presses his lips together and lets Josh inside. Josh disappeared for days, worried him, scared him. Tyler stares as Josh wanders inside, pausing to look at him.

"Why are you here?" Tyler asks, he doesn't mean to sound rude. He doubts it sounds it anyways, his voice is meek, small. He barely knows what to say.

Josh says nothing, his lip caught between his teeth.

And then Tyler is pushed against the wall, he squeaks again, the sound more surprised then anything. Josh's body following his, pressing to his.

And then Tyler drops the bong, Ashley's bong to the floor. It doesn't smash.

And then Josh shuts the door behind them with a slam.

Tyler's eyes are wide and Josh kisses him, right in the entrance way. There isn't time for questions, everything Tyler has been thinking about is already forgotten and will come back to him later.

It happens fast, Josh kissing him, wet, dirty, chest pressing against him. And Tyler kisses him back, hands immediately searching for something to grasp, Josh's hair the victim. Tyler opens his mouth, invites Josh's tongue, invites Josh to kiss him harder and Josh does. Josh tastes like coffee, Tyler is sure he tastes like morning breath. And Tyler can't breathe, he is breathless and stays that way until Josh pulls away first.

The eye contact makes Tyler gulp, his whole body is anticipating this, he's nearly shaking. Josh's hands and body a comfortable weight pressing him to the wall. Tyler sighs, curling his fingers through Josh's hair. "Where've you been?" He asks again, as though he'll get an answer. "You can't i-just do that-"

There's not an answer.

Instead Josh is dropping to his knees, Tyler's eyes following him down. Josh looks up at him, licks his lips. "Is this okay?" Asking for consent, Tyler forgets his past question and Tyler says yes, he says it 3 times. He whispers it. "Yes, yes, yes." and then a quiet. "Please." His chest heaves, he doesn't care, he doesn't care at all.

Clothes are shoved up, pushed down, Tyler is panting already, he isn't even wearing briefs and he bites his lip to contain any noises he may make. He trembles as he watches Josh's eyes widen at the sight of his cock, half hard, nestled against a thicket of dark pubic hair. Tyler's hips stutter, jerking forward. "Please." he says.

Josh grins. "Thought you deserved this." and he touches along his stomach, a tease as he slowly brings his hand down to his prick. Tyler doesn't ask what he means by that, he closes his eyes instead. "Shit,"

And then Josh's mouth is around his cock, his hand warm against his hip and Tyler can't breathe. "J-Josh, oh my fuck, fuck-"

His mouth is hot, tongue pressing, sucking, swirling harshly down his shaft. Josh knows exactly what he's doing, experience obvious by the lack of hesitation. Tyler should hate it, Josh's mouth tight and wet around the head of his cock, he's too fast, too harsh, and Tyler likes things slow, he enjoys the build up to an orgasm when he's with another person. But this is good, Josh makes it good, Tyler nearly doubles over at the feeling of Josh's tongue, Josh's mouth around his cock.

"oh-ah-fuck." Arousal floods down into his gut and he twitches in Josh's mouth when he manages to open his eyes and watch.

Josh's mouth sliding down his cock, he's just taking it, as much as he can. There's nothing poetic about it, there's skill behind what he's doing but all Tyler can focus on is that this is actually happening.

He closes them again when Josh's tongue pokes against his slit and his whole body fucking shakes, his hips jerking intensely.

Josh pulls off, lips wet with saliva and ore-come, eyes dark with arousal, his fingers grasping Tyler's balls, Tyler whines, Josh grins. "You can fuck my face, you want to, I can tell."

"Please." Josh says, noticing Tyler's hesitation, Tyler's worried that Josh is offended but if anything this edges him on more, Josh grips his thighs, nails blunt and begs. "do it, please."

Tyler can't say no, he doesn't want to, he nods, gulps and his fingers curl in Josh's hair, a leading gesture to bring Josh back to where he wants to. "Yes." Josh is incredibly eager, as soon as he's close enough his jaw is lax, ready. open, waiting for Tyler.

"Josh." He whimpers as he slowly thrusts into his mouth, the heat of Josh's mouth around his cock again. Tyler presses his hips forward, whimpering.

Josh's mouth ready for him, taking his cock down his throat in an easy slide, Josh gags, Tyler hesitates but Josh's tongue starts swirling and Tyler takes this as go, fuck his mouth, do it, he wants it, he said so, Josh wants him to, Josh begged him to.

He fucks Josh's mouth, all hesitation gone, hands cradling the back of Josh's head as he does so. Tyler is careful, not getting too lost in it, not lost enough to forget that the mouth he's fucking belongs to a person who has boundaries and needs to breathe. His thrusts are shallow, little ministrations and Josh moans around him.

His orgasms hits him when Josh's nose is pressed to his groin, Tyler's hips twitch, he gasps and the pleasure and euphoria of his orgasm flows through him, body shaking, thighs trembling. He wasn't meant to last long and there was no way he could have. Not with Josh, definitely not with Josh. Josh who's still sucking him through his orgasm, his hand squeezing at the base of his cock.

Josh bobs his head, Tyler cries out. "I-Josh- stop." He's sensitive, it's too much and no matter how he wouldn't mind that this continue forever he'd probably die.

He stops, hands soft and reassuring on Tyler's hips. "Good?"

Tyler, still breathless, breathes out. "Yeah." His legs are weak, he could fall at any second. "What about you?" He breathes out and stares down at him, eyes darting to Josh's crotch. His sweatpants don't hide very much.

"You don't have to." He frowns, lightly pressing his palm to his crotch, merely whimpering. "I'll do it."

Tyler drops to the floor, equal to Josh, same height. His face is freckled, and he holds Josh's shoulders, then his cheeks, his touch just a whisper. "No, could I.... if you want, I want to."

Josh nods, his voice is broken from the rough use of his throat. "Touch me."

Touch me, touch me, Tyler is touching him, Josh pushes down his sweats, he isn't wearing briefs either. He's fast, wants to get off, Tyler understands. He doesn't bother with clothes. "Can you lie down?" He asks, already pushing Josh back, hand to the middle of his chest as Tyler gets in between his legs.

"Yeah, gonna suck me off?" Josh spreads his legs, one knee bent, the other flat to the floor.

Tyler licks his lips and ghosts his breath against the inside of Josh's thighs, kissing the skin. "If that's what you want." He's shy.

Josh's hips twitch upwards, Josh nods, he's looking at Tyler, holding himself up with his arms. "That's what I want."

He gives him what he wants, Tyler obliges easily because he wants to, he wants Josh to continue liking him and kissing him and having sex with him. So he's determined to give him a good orgasm.

His fingers press into the meat of Josh's thighs as he goes down on him, Josh is already close and immediately loses his composure as Tyler swallows around his cock and bobs his head. This position is more vulnerable some how, it feels more intimate and Tyler feels more in charge as he gets Josh off.

Josh reacts to every little thing he does, he gasps when Tyler squeezes his balls with a gentle hand. He whimpers when Tyler focuses on the head of his cock, he whines and arches his back when Tyler takes all of him into his mouth and swirls his tongue. Tyler loves it and within less than 2 minutes Josh comes, eyes squeezed shut, he's trying to close his legs too but Tyler keeps them open, his hands in control of the situation.

Tyler eases him through it and Josh pulls at his hair as Tyler swallows everything Josh gives him.

"I hate that you're so good at that." Josh grunts, sitting up. Tyler isn't sure if he should be offended or not.

He just smiles, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Sorry?" He laughs, his legs feel like jelly as he slowly attempts to stand up only for Josh to gently pull him back down.

"Hey!" He frowns, protesting, he needs to get clean but Josh is pulling him into his lap. "Josh we need to-" Josh kisses him and Tyler's protests die on his lips and he moans into Josh's mouth. Stroking a soft curl of hair and pushing it behind Josh's ear.

"Are you hungry?" Tyler asks, still breathless, pushing himself off of Josh, still prepared to orgasm once more. He's sure Josh could easily milk another one out of him but he doesn't push. They're both tired, he'd settle for more kissing. "We have a waffle maker, it's kind of shit but........." He tries not to be awkward and begins pulling on his pyjama bottoms.

Josh just smiles and reaches to his feet and pulls up his sweatpants. "I could go for some waffles."

"Cool, um." Tyler helps him up, hand in Josh's, he'd never noticed how rough his palms were until now. "Follow me."

Not that Josh has a choice not to follow him considering Tyler has a tight grasp on his hand, Josh lets Tyler drag him to the kitchen and Tyler appreciates it.

"Your house is pretty much the same as mine." Josh points out, fingers skimming the walls as they pass down the hallway.

Tyler nods, leading them to the kitchen, passing through the doorway, slowly untangling their fingers from each-other. "Yeah, the layouts are the same. Your interior is a lot nicer though."

Josh snorts. "I try."

There's silence for a moment, Tyler fears that it's awkward but he can't tell. He tells himself it's fine and searches through his cupboards for a bowl and just add waffle mix. He can hear Josh tapping away at the counter.

"Hey um Josh." Tyler says shyly, measuring the water he's going to need for the mix.

"What's up?"

Tyler asks. "Why did you come over here?" And then Josh's silent and Tyler thinks he understands. He won't push for an answer. He doesn't dare look at Josh though, because he's busy, setting the heat on the waffle maker.

He jumps when he hears Josh cough.

"I felt sort of bad about not getting in contact with you." Tyler stares at him, Josh continues. "Also just really wanted to give you oral." Josh shrugs, casual, so fucking casual about sex. Like it's nothing, like it means nothing, Tyler would agree, but he can't, because sex means something to him.

Tyler hums, hiding his insecurity, hiding his nerves as he pours the dry mix into a bowl. "I've never done stuff like this before."

"Sex? are you sure about that?" Josh says and sits on Tyler's counter, doesn't even ask and somehow Tyler finds it endearing.

He's blushing, turning away to check the heat of the waffle maker. It's hot. "I'm not a virgin, I mean, casual sex. Ashley doesn't count."

"I can tell." Josh says. "I mean, it's kind of obvious, you're all nervous now."

"Oh, fuck you man." Tyler pours in the water to the mix and whisks it together.

"Do you top?" Tyler turns to face him, mouth open, whisking paused, Josh grins at him. "Or both? I've been with a lot of guys who just don't bottom cause it hurts or like doesn't get them off. Which y'know is fine."

Tyler falters, splutters, his face incredibly red, now this is embarrassing. He coughs. "Um, I, I-ve never bottomed." Tyler cringes when he says it, quickly turning around and mixing faster.

"So you are a virgin."

Tyler frowns and dips a finger in the batter, tasting it before turning to address Josh. "Okay, but like i'm also not because I consider every time someone that's not me gets me off as sex. Because it is."

"Oh yeah, I agree with that. Virginity is dumb and all that shit." Josh hops off the counter and instead opts for leaning against the counter. "but you've never experienced anal penetration, is basically what you mean."

"I-yes, I haven't. Not for lack of trying, i've only been with a few guys. Like, before I dropped out of college I hooked up with a few but they always wanted me to top." He shrugs, vaguely remembering what it was like to be in college and just fuck around the whole time. He had really wasted his parents money at the time, he thought he wanted to be a journalist. Turns out he didn't, he dropped out halfway through his first year.

"Never, fingered yourself?" Josh asks, Tyler stares at the waffle machine and turns it over and then pours the batter for the first waffle in.

He stares at Josh. "It's too early for this, change the topic." He's embarrassed, too embarrassed and he knows he shouldn't be. Josh and him just had sex, talking about it shouldn't be difficult. It usually isn't for him but he can't do it right now

He expects Josh to tease him but Josh seems to understand and says. "Your house smells like pot."

Tyler sniffs the air, he can't tell, which is what happens when you're used to the smell of your own house. "Is that supposed to be surprising?" He asks, sure that he smells like weed half the time anyways.

"Nah, just an observation."

"You smoke don't you?" Tyler asks sheepishly, too scared to look at him, he turn his back to Josh to check on the waffles. The waffle maker beeps.

"Yeah, not cigarettes though. Those are gross, but marijuana helps my anxiety and shit so usually i'll get stoned when I get home from work." It's contradictory to what he said at dinner when he claimed he didn't smoke at all but Tyler already knew he'd lied so there was no point in mentioning it.

Tyler nods, setting the first waffle on a plate before pouring in fresh batter. "It's medical then? Prescribed?"

"It's not very hard to get prescribed." Josh admits.

The batter sizzles and Tyler pushes the waffle maker closed, facing Josh once more. It feels domestic to have Josh in his kitchen with him as he makes breakfast and he's not sure if he likes it or not. "Did you just get back?" He wonders if he's been hiding in his house the whole time but by Josh's yawn he doubts it.

Josh shrugs. "Yeah and instead of unpacking I came here."

"What if Ashley had been here?"

"Then I would've asked to speak to you in your room, about something important." Josh says.

"And then?"

"Honestly? I would've thought things through a bit more and asked if I could kiss you and proceeded in the same way." The way he says this is honest and Tyler is blushing, unable to stop himself from doing so.

The next 5 minutes are quiet and Tyler has 3 big fluffy waffles ready for them to share, he give Josh 1 and a half and gives himself the other one and a half to make things fair. He offers him coffee but Josh asks for water instead and Tyler pours himself a glass of water as well.

He thinks about bringing Josh to the dining room but it's too formal, too much, it might be even more awkward and he doesn't want that. So he gathers maple syrup and whipped cream and Josh brings their drinks to the living room, everything being set on the coffee table beside an ash tray.

They merge towards the couch, Tyler curling into the corner and Josh beside him, Tyler turns towards him though, his feet close to Josh's thigh, his knees near his chest, their being used to balance his plate at the moment.

"You also have a nice view into my living room window." Josh points out, tilting his head towards the window, as though Tyler isn't aware of this.

Tyler's cheeks burn red, he pokes at his waffle. "And you have a nice view into mine." He manages.

Josh hums. "How lucky for both of us, too bad you don't give me much to see."

"Sorry, im not a fucking exhibitionist Josh." Tyler snorts, leaning back against the safety of the couch. Josh is pouring an excessive amount of maple syrup onto his waffle.

"Are we gonna talk about kinks now?" Josh asks, he's staring at him again, his eyes gentle.

Tyler pauses before grinning, he pushes Josh's leg with his foot, playfully. "Not over waffles." He takes a bite of his food. "Fuck, I did good."

"Should I try them?" Josh asks, cutting into his waffle with his fork.

Tyler snorts, already prepared to ask Josh to give him his waffle if he's not going to eat it. "Don't be dumb."

Suddenly Josh's phone goes off, an alarm sounding from it. "Shit, I have work." Josh groans, slipping his eyes shut. He looks at Tyler, an apology on his tongue, it's clear in his eyes. "I'm sorry but i've really got to go."

Tyler nods, he gets it. "Finish eating before you go at-least."

Josh takes a big bite of his waffle, chews with his mouth closed, Tyler was expecting him to be impolite for some reason. He speaks when he swallows. "Come over tomorrow or something, we can hang out yeah?"

"Day off?" Tyler takes a sip of water, his mind thinking of all the things they'd have time to do if he went over, alone. He could even sleep over even, he doesn't ponder on the thought for long.

Josh gets up, he's still shirtless but he doesn't seem to even bothering looking for his shirt. "No, i'm off at 4 though. So anytime after then is good."

"Okay." Tyler nods, wiping his mouth off, maple syrup sticky to the corners of his lips. He gulps, nervous to even say this. But he smiles and says "I'll be there."

Josh grins.

And within a few minutes Josh finishes eating, kisses Tyler on the cheek and leaves.

*

I thought this was so soft but i realize that most people probably don't think this is soft at all oops