Mr. Dun //joshler [?]

the next friday, josh was working at the veterinary clinic instead of subbing. tyler moped around all day, finding school much more boring without josh there. he sat at lunch across from brendon and ryan who were tossing goldfish into each other's mouths.

ryan missed and hit brendon in the eye, making tyler laugh at his over exaggerated scream.

"fuck! i'm going to go blind!"

ryan felt bad at first but joined in laughing when brendon attacked his sides to tickle him.

"you guys make me miss josh," tyler whined.

"oh, boo hoo. you're always with josh. want to hang out with us tonight?" brendon asked, letting ryan regain his breath.

a night out with his friends did sound like fun...

"okay, sure. are we just gonna hang out somewhere?"

"i'm sure we could find a party, if you want."

"okay, just don't tell josh."

brendon nodded in confirmation. it was official, tyler was going to a party tonight. and josh would never have to know.

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tyler wiped his sweaty palms against his jeans, worrying that somehow josh would find out about this. he knew the older wouldn't want him to go partying, which is why he just decided to tell him he was staying at ryan's. he awkwardly walked with his two friends who were laughing and spinning each other, making him, feel left out. he never realized how much being a third wheel sucked before him and josh got together.

"whose house is this?"

"this guy i know, alex. he's in college but said i could bring you guys."

great, college boys.

"oh."

the three entered together, brendon leading the way into the kitchen. ryan picked a soda out of the fridge and told them he was going to see if alex's boyfriend, jack, was here. apparently, they were pretty good friends.

"great, now let's get wasted," brendon grinned at tyler, who really would rather not, but he didn't want to be a buzz kill.

brendon filled up two shot glasses and said cheers, tilting his head back as he down the alcohol.

"was is this?"

"don't worry about it, just drink."

tyler hesitated but finally thought fuck it and downed the liquid. it burned his throat and all the way down into his stomach as he swallowed it. he reflexively cringed, face squishing in disgust.

"yuck!"

"come on, another one?"

"no brendon i-"

before he could finish, brendon was holding out another shot glass full of a clear substance.

"live a little," he encouraged, and tyler decided to just stop holding back from having a good time.