Rain Came Pouring Down

Disclaimer: Greetings Wylers! This is fiction based on real people: Wylie Phenix and Tyler Ringhand. This was inspired by their Boyfriend Timeline videos, Part 1 & 2. Obviously I do not know what they were really going through during these events so please do not take what I write as fact. I have the utmost respect for these two individuals.

Song lyrics are from: Niki Minaj's "Fly", Creedence Clearwater Revival's "Have You Ever Seen the Rain", Taylor Swift's "Clean", and Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeroes' "Home".

This one has a very different tone than "Fuck You, Popsicle", but I hope you all like it anyway. Wylie and Tyler if months aren't accurate please feel free to let me know and I will change them xEmilytheAxolotl

 Rain Came Pouring Down

March 2014

Wylie

Tyler called me last night. He wants me to come hang at his place today. We've been talking about making more videos, maybe a gaming session or two. Should be a good time. We had so much fun making that first video.

"I'll give you a straight boy problem."

Ross and Tyler broke up a few weeks after we posted that. I guess I should feel guilty about some of the comments we got. A couple of people thought we were boyfriends. I didn't correct them. Neither did Tyler.

"I will suck your dick so hard."

I pretend that my stomach isn't a bundle of nerves as I drive. I pretend that I haven't been wondering since last night if this is the day that everything changes. All those times our eyes met for too long or he leaned in too close or we laughed too loud... that all has to mean something, right?

When I get to his place, his roommate answers the door. He looks confused to see me, but I don't pay any attention. I'm too amped up. I know something is going to happen today, I can feel it.

"What's up?" I ask him, my eyes already scanning for Tyler as I walk through the doorway.

"Uh... hey," his roommate says slowly, scratching at the back of his head. "You, uh... here for Tyler?"

"Yup," I say. "He still asleep?" I ask with a grin, because of course he is. He likes to sleep late, especially after a night of drinking. He's been doing that a lot lately. Typical Ty.

"Uh... Yeah." His roommate is looking anywhere but at me as he talks, but I don't really notice because I'm already making my way to Tyler's room.

I've got a smile on my face as I push open the door. I might even jump on the bed and scare him awake.

The next thing I sense is the sound of lips smacking. I blink twice. At first I don't understand what I'm seeing. It doesn't make sense. I'm a passenger in my own head, seeing this from behind smudged glass. 

I see their skin touching. I hear their breathing, heavy and deep. I can see the outline of their bodies under the blankets, moving against each other. The butterflies in my stomach turn to snakes, coiled and tight. I think I might be sick. 

They don't even notice me standing there.

I back out of the room and quietly shut the door. I turn and walk away. I think I hear Tyler's roommate ask me something as I pass him, but I'm already gone.

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About an hour later I hear my phone buzzing. I ignore it. A few minutes later it buzzes again, then again, and again. I know it's Tyler. I don't want to read what he has to say, but I can't stop myself. My throat is tight as I open up my messages.