tyler was in unbearable pain.
it felt like ages had passed already. the pain floated through his body, snapping him at every movement he made. so he decided not to move. tyler tried wiggling his toes, in a hopeless test to make sure none of his bones were broken. when he felt that he could wiggle his toes, a small bubble of hope popped up in his chest, even though the pain while doing so was devastating.
he stopped wiggling his toes after a moment, hissing. his whole body ached, but he was happy he hadn't broken his toes, as weird and small as it sounds. it just felt right to know that at least some parts of his body wasn't broken. a way to give himself some sort of hope.
next thing tyler tried was moving his fingers. he was in a fetal position, his right hand laying close to his neck. (how to describe the way ppl r lying help im cryinf) he gasped as he felt his pinky finger move ever so slightly, followed by his index finger, thumb, and ring finger. his right hand was okay.
the bubble of hope began to grow a little bigger, and it sent a sort of lukewarm feeling through his body.
he hoped josh got his message.
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𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐟𝐣𝐞 ⊬ joshler
Fanfiction"are you fucking serious?" the brunet whispered to himself as the little lines on his fore arm created a small dick. his soulmate really needed to stop drawing dicks on their arm. top!josh bottom!tyler
