Tyler felt like he was happier sometimes with Josh and soemtimes without.
He was like a parachute.
Sometimes Tyler wanted to fall and sometimes he didn't.
Josh was his air catcher, yes.
He made him fall slower and not as hard, his body didn't crash against the rocks and waves below him.
It was nice to feel protected for once afyer protecting Jenna for so long.
Josh held Tyler as they sat in a tree near the beach, kissing his head.
"I think you could beat the moon in a pretty contest." Josh said, making Tyler blush wildly, though you couldn't tell with the red marks and scratches all over his cheeks.
"Thanks Joshy." He chuckled and nuzzled up to Josh.
"Joshy. No. I don't like that."
"What would you rather me call you?"
"Hmm. Fren?" He asked and Tyler shrugged and nodded.
"My best fren. Only fren." Tyler sighed.
Josh hugged him tighter and smiled.
"I love you best fren." He smiled against Tyler's neck and he chuckled, kissing it.
Tyler smiled and laughed a little, turning to face Josh.
"Thanks for not letting me...yanno...go." Tyler said kindly, looking down.
Without hesitating Josh kissed him.
Shocked, Tyler kissed back.
"Im never letting you go."