tw//mentions of self-harm and pills
"why are you sorry ty?" josh hesitantly sat on the bed, a few inches away from the boy.
tyler shook his head and continued to cry.
after a few minutes, tyler took a deep breath. "i-i shouldn't've d-done any o-of this. i put y-you guys th-through so much a-and it's n-not f-fair that you g-guys have to w-watch me l-like a child."
josh gave tyler a sympathetic look and wrapped his arm loosely around his neck. "tyler, we will always be here for you. none of this is your fault... it's mine."
tyler shook his head again. "no it's not. i'm the one that decided to take the pills. i'm the one that decided to cut again. i'm-"
josh silenced tyler by placing his finger over his lips.
"stop. none of this is your fault."
tyler looked up at josh and met his chocolate brown eyes, slipping his hand into josh's slowly. butterflies erupted into both of their stomachs, like the first time they had interacted. it was all too real, their feelings were exploding out of each other.
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butterflies ~joshler~ ✓
Fanfiction"why do you do that?" "do what?" "talk in italian." tyler smiled. "quindi quando parlo di quanto sei carino, non sarai in grado di capirmi." "...what?" ~ in which josh is a shy boy with blue hair, and tyler is an outgoing person who plays ukulele. ...
