fireflies : joshler

eighteen : red lace

its friday evening and tyler and jenna are getting ready for brendon uries party. tyler doesn't really fit in well with brendons crowd, but they seem nice enough. tyler seems to recall that josh is good friends with the guy.

"what're you gonna wear, ty?"
jenna mumbles hurriedly, winging her eyeliner infront of tyler's mirror as tyler carefully places in contact lenses. "i dunno yet.. hey jen?" jenna looks up, "yea?" she asks, her eyebrows furrowing.

"do you think you can- um do that to my eyes?" tyler questions shyly, looking down at his feet. "winged eyeliner?" she clarifies and he nods, "yea! of course, ty-guy."

tyler smiles and jenna beckons for him to stand infront of her, he shuffles forward and she tells him to close his eyes gently. he can feel a liquid being drawn across his left eye and the pen flicking upwards.

a few moments later and jenna tells tyler to look in the mirror, he blinks at himself. his eyes look amazing, he tells jenna this and she nods and grins at him.

jenna shrugs her leather jacket over her shoulders before moving to tyler's closet and picking out an outfit for him.
she lays out a pair of black skinny jeans and a baggy flannel shirt.

tyler hurriedly picks the clothing up into his arms and shuffles into the bathroom to get changed. he tugs off his sweatpants, and bends down to get something from the bathroom cabinet.

tyler pulls out a pair of lacy red panties and replaces his boxers with the softer material, they made his ass look great. he smiles at himself in the mirror and tugs on his jeans before removing his current shirt and shrugging on the red flannel.

he clumsily buttons it up, leaving the top two undone and jokingly winks at himself in the mirror. he fumbles through the cabinet once more and pulls out a can of hair gel, he begins to carefully gel up his hair.

"tyler! hurry the fuck up!" he can hear jenna shout through the wall, he's satisfied with his appearance so he steps back into his room. "dude you look fucking great," jenna beams excitedly, tyler tells her the same.

jenna had a unique sense of style, some days she'd be dressing in floral dresses with bows in her hair, and other days (like today) she'd be in ripped skinny jeans and a leather jacket.

the two head downstairs and bid farewell to tyler's parents, jenna offers to drive tonight so tyler clambers into the passenger seat and pulls out his phone.

josh💞: you going to the party tonight, babyboy?

jenna looks to tyler and smirks slightly when she sees him grinning stupidly at his phone.

tyler😇: yea, on my way right now boyfriend.

josh💞: cant wait to see you, i'll introduce you to some of my friends.

tyler😇: ok!!!! can't wait :D

josh💞: see you soon angel.

tyler smiles brightly and locks his phone before sliding it back into his pocket, "is josh gonna be there?" jenna asks, turning down an unknown road. tyler nods excitedly as jenna pulls up outside a house filled with yelling teens, and loud music.

the two friends walk into the bustling house and are greeted with the strong scent of alcohol and sweat, tyler hopes his eyeliner won't sweat off.
jenna leads tyler into the living room where a group of people are sat on the floor playing spin
the bottle. suddenly two arms are pulling tyler into their chest and swaying his body in time the the song.

tyler jumps in fright but relaxes when the persons whispers "you look gorgeous, angel," into his hair. tyler beams and turns around to see his gorgeous boyfriend standing behind him.

tyler looks josh up and down, his red hair falls down on his forehead in little ringlets, and he's wearing a far too baggy tanktop that shows off his broad shoulders. "like what you see?" josh chuckles, tyler swats his chest mumbling a "shut up."

tyler looks over his shoulder to find jenna but she's already disappeared, "where are your friends?" he asks josh and josh takes his hand and leads him towards the sofa.

there's five guys sat on the sofa talking, tyler recognises the guy with the big forehead as brendon. he recalls the short guy in the fedora being called patrick?

"tyler, these are my friends; brendon, gerard, franky, pete and patrick," josh exclaims, pointing to each of them. tyler smiles and waves shyly, suddenly very aware that these guys are punks and tyler's just a short kid who paints his nails and wears eyeliner.

"new boy toy, huh josh?" one of them, pete scoffs. tyler cowers behind josh slightly, "boyfriend, actually pete," josh spits, the group looks impressed.

"boyfriend? you never were one for labels, dun," brendon chuckles, josh sighs "well, tyler's different." he exclaims.
tyler hates this, they're all talking about him as if he's not standing right there.

the group laughs and josh glares at them. gerard, the quiet one of the group looks over at tyler who looks nervous and worried. "i uh, i like your eyeliner," he tells tyler, and god tyler's entire face lights up because he can tell gerard is being genuine.

"thank you!" tyler beams excitedly, josh sends gerard a grateful smile before leading tyler away.