tw: panic attack, also kinda a heavy conversation. should be okay just be a little cautious if you're easily triggered is all. first time writing in a while (sorry about that - life and uni have kicked my butt) and its almost 4k words you're welcome :') probably not great tho rip anyways enjoy!
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"Pleaaaseee? For me?" Tyler pleaded pulling his best puppy dog face, bottom lip sticking out in an exaggerated pout. Josh rolled his eyes and finished pouring the coffee someone had ordered.
It was his usual Saturday morning shift at the diner, and he'd only been on the clock for half an hour before Tyler had materialised to ask something of him.
"I don't know what I'm supposed to say?" Josh said before picking up his tray and carrying the drinks he'd just prepared over to a family in one of the booths. He groaned when he walked back to his position behind the counter and Tyler was still giving him that desperate face.
With a pointed look, he put out his hand gesturing for something Tyler looked confused before realising what Josh wanted, he handed over his phone with a wide grin. Josh ignored him in favour of using the phone to text Dallon, telling him to make sure Brendon was home when Josh finished his shift.
"Thank you." Tyler hummed his approval leaning across the counter to kiss Josh's cheek. Josh stuck his tongue out and moved down the counter to collect food that was ready to go out.
While he was doing so, Tyler swivelled around on his stool bored and waiting for his phone to light up indicating Dallon's response. He looked up when someone else arrived behind the counter, she looked slightly out of breath, obviously late to start her shift. Tyler furrowed his brow at the sight of the waitress but not because he was confused why she wasn't Debby. He knew Debby had quit a week ago, what with her wanting to actually enjoy her last summer before she shipped off to college. He was confused because the girl pouring a refill for the old man two stools down was a mated omega, one he knew for a fact was not in his pack.
As Josh passed her he greeted her and she enthusiastically responded.
Tyler grabbed Josh's sleeve on his way past. "Who's that?" He asked lowly but he knew even if he'd whispered she'd have heard it clear as day.
"Who Ashley? She's who they hired to take Debby's shifts." Josh replied nonchalantly, shrugging and then moving to grab his notepad off the side as a couple had just walked in and sat down. As he leaned across Tyler watched him, not sure how to let Josh understand his worries, he opened his mouth to speak as Josh began pulling out of his space but his phone buzzed distracting them both.
Both boys looked at it before Tyler picked it up and answered the incoming call.
"Hey Dal."
Josh gestured to the notepad before heading off to take orders. When he came back Tyler was just wrapping up the conversation.
"Sure, okay. I'll tell him. See ya." Tyler said before hanging up his phone. Josh looked at him expectantly.
"Brendon will be in his house by the time you get there, and he said that he would wait outside the house in case Brendon tries to run for it."
Josh nodded, before this drama he might've argued that Brendon wasn't the type to run away from things but lately he felt like he didn't know what he was capable of anymore.
Josh was so rushed off his feet, what with the diner always being it's busiest on Saturday mornings, he didn't even notice the tense set in Tyler's shoulders, or the way his eyes followed Ashley as she worked. He almost growled at her when she dropped her pen and Josh picked it up and handed it over. Their hands brushed and Tyler had torn the stack of napkins he'd been packing into holders for Josh in half.

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Kairos {joshler}
Fanfiction(n.) the perfect, delicate, crucial moment; the fleeting rightness of time and place that create the opportune atmosphere for action, words, or movement. aka the one where Josh can't afford his textbooks, works two jobs and just wants to give up and...