Flightless Birds ? Joshler

a/n: i haven't written a full fledged, chapter filled fanfic about tøp in about a year so please, bare with me.

third persøn (all the way thrøugh):

"you know, how odd it is? how odd it is that i've never known why i need this thing?" josh asked, looking at tyler. the boy with hollow cheeks, pale skin, chocolate hair and matching eyes, only they had a little more of a mud, D# touch to them. his smile was pink though, a fluent shade. the mud eyes turned to the older of two, a blush spreading across the younger's face.

"well, do you go to the hospital at least once a week?" tyler asked, josh shook his head.

"i've never breathed that well on my own. i've almost died a couple of times according to my sister." he explained, tyler accepted this, knowing josh's cherry headed sister remembered what happened to him before the....event. he didn't, tyler, met him in the hospital right afterword. how navy that day was, so many years ago.

"maybe it was because of the event." tyler stated, swinging his legs. josh swung his too, looking up at the eternal grey sky.

"the crash? probably. maybe i was born with a bad set of lungs. i can ask abby when i get home." josh said. tyler smiled at he idea, hearing abby's cherry voice inside of his head. how similar it was to josh's, the sweet side. only josh's voice is melted marshmallows, the thing they had in common was the A-flat tone they shared.

"that's a good idea, josh." tyler said, looking up at the branches above them. josh smiled at the boy next to him, he fixed the tubes that hung atop his ears so they wouldn't scratch his bright purple hair, as it fell out sometimes. only sometimes, not often enough that it was an issue. tyler usually fixed his hair when that happened. it hadn't happened in weeks.

"why are all the houses on the roads besides the one by the ocean?" josh asked, looking into tyler's muddy eyes. as if a child had jumped into them, making a mess. but one josh never wanted to clean up.

"because people want to be by each other, rather a ridiculous decision if you ask me though. i'd rather live in that house by the ocean josh. i'd rather live in that house with you." tyler explained, josh's grey-pale cheeks flushed into a rose color, looking away from the younger of the two, knowing how much he wanted to grab tyler's hands and intertwine them with his own. but he couldn't do that. today was not a good day, not pink at all. but josh's were. which meant that tyler's ended up in the same shade.

"can abby come?" josh asked, with some pale yellow in the color on his cheeks, that faded a little, but once tyler looked at him it went back to it's grey-tinted color immediately. his cheeks weren't pink, but a emotion of navy blue.

today was not a pink day.

"she can visit, josh i want to live in that house alone with you. take care of you. you take care of me. like right now." tyler said, submerging his rosy blush under his tones of navy and black and crimson. those had submerged that pink for what felt like eternity now, but only then did it come through, just a little.

"we take care of each other, i like that tyler." josh said. tyler chuckled, taking josh's hand. the older boy flinched but gave in, as tyler sewed the two hands together into a mess of eight fingers and two thumbs clinging to each other like leaves in a pile on the ground in fall. when it randomly smelt like august but it was really october and the air was a bright orange.

"me too josh. me too. let's go to that house. away from the roads. they're too..." tyler said, holding josh's hand tighter now, josh smiled at this, knowing it was genuine. he also knew how to answer his friend.

"too winding, they curve too much. everything is too tight. like the gas in a gas chamber. or, water in a tub when the plug is in." josh said, tyler looked up at josh, plastic shiny silver stars where in the mud of his eyes, and josh couldn't resist to fly among the stars. even if he were to never fly again.