Drag Queen • Joshler

Chapter 3

Josh woke up pretty early.

The duvet was underneath Tyler who was lying on his stomach; so that's why Josh was cold.

Tyler must've had a bad dream or something if he shifted in his sleep that much.

Josh stood up and stretched, yawning.

Over five minutes later, he found himself staring at Tyler's bum.

He lightly slapped his cheeks a few times before walking off into the bathroom.

When he returned, Tyler was awake and stretching in front of the silky, see-through curtains, by the large window.

Tyler is so gorgeous.

His muscular arms, his beautiful back, his ass goddamit, his long legs. Everything about him.

But it was very wrong of Josh to think that way. Josh knew that from when he first started his tumblr.

Tyler is a married man; happily married. Even if Josh wanted to, he could never make a move. Tyler is taken.

Sure, the whole situation with Jenna actually shipping the two was pretty odd, but that's no excuse for Josh to develop feelings for Tyler.

He did love him though.

Like Brendon always says, love is not a choice. You can't run away from it, you can't find a cure for it, you can't change it.

Love is love.

As simple as that.

Josh honestly doubted he'd ever find somebody he'll love as much as he loves his bandmate, but he didn't want to stay alone forever.

God knows what will happen in the future.

Tyler opened a pastel pink suitcase; it looked just like the one on Josh's airport edit.

When the hell did he get a pink suitcase? Josh didn't know.

Tyler leaned down, bum in the air, and took out an outfit for today.

Josh still didn't realize himself staring.

Tyler slowly put the outfit on. It was the same knee-high white socks (he must've bought a thousand pairs), a mint green skirt, a thin, white sweater and a white rose flower crown.

So pretty.

As Tyler was putting on his black Oxford shoes (those really went great with everything), Josh realized he was staring yet again.

Tyler looked up when he was finished and grinned at Josh.

"Mornin' Joshie"

"Please, stop calling me that"

"Alright" Tyler walked past Josh to the front door of the hotel room "Whatever you say, daddy"

Josh lost balance and collapsed on the floor before he could gasp.

...

Josh and Tyler spent most of the day just hanging around ice-cream shops.

Josh was amazed by the amount of ice-cream the can eat.

Once they probably tried every flavor of every ice-cream in New York City, they headed to the arena.

People all around the world were very excited about the show; they were all wondering will Tyler dress up normally or the way he did last night.

As the two were walking, Tyler slid his right hand into Josh's left hand and intertwined their fingers.

"Tyler..."

"What?" Tyler grinned.

Josh just sighed and gave up; Tyler was not gonna listen to him anyway. So they walked hand in hand.

Tyler got a lot of weird glances from the people passing by. When Josh saw that, he held Tyler's hand tighter in anger. Tyler frowned at the small pain Josh's tight grip brought, but his hand slowly got used to it and he ignored it. Tyler didn't quite notice the glances he got; when he did, he just did his best to ignore them.

"Faggots" a group of guys said when they walked by. Josh really didn't expect this from New York.

...

The concert was wonderful.

Josh was staring at Tyler and forgot to drum only six times, which was quite an accomplishment.

Tyler's skirt would fly up when he'd jump from the adrenaline and the crowd would get great pictures of his lace panties. Whoops.

After the concert, Tyler and Josh were driven straight to the airport and hopped on a plane for LA. Tyler fell asleep on Josh's shoulder on the plane. When they arrived, Josh didn't want to wake Tyler up (he was too adorable for his slumber to be stopped) so he carried him off the plane, bridal style.

Tyler woke up while Josh was climbing the stairs to their new hotel room.

"Are we there yet?" Tyler asked; his voice was oh so small, sleepy, raspy, slightly deeper.

Josh laughed ever so softly "Yeah, we're in the hotel already"

"But I'm not moving and we're moving, I- ohhh" Tyler smiled widely when he realized he was in Josh's arms and cuddled his head into Josh's chest.

Josh sighed as a crew member opened the room's door for him. He said a quiet thank you and the doors were closed after him.

"You gotta go off now" Josh said softly.

"No" Tyler frowned in protest, dragging the short word "I like it up here"

"Yeah, well my back is starting to hurt" Josh defended himself.

Tyler snorted "Yeah, right. Such a strong guy like you"

Josh exhaled in defeat; Tyler actually had a point there. However, Josh did put him down on the bed. Tyler groaned sadly and sleepily cuddled into the fresh duvet. He fell asleep again.

Half an hour later, Tyler woke up. He sat up and cleared his throat. He blinked three times before looking around to meet the new area he's in. His gaze landed on his lap. He remembered he was in fact wearing a skirt and shouldn't be sitting with his legs spread out so he fixed that. He crossed his ankles.

Josh was sitting on a chair typing on his laptop that stood on an office desk.

Tyler held back a yawn "Whatcha doin?"

Josh jumped in surprise "Oh, you're up. I'm- I'm just- Ah, nothing important"

Tyler stood up and walked a few small light steps to Josh "Lemme see"

Tyler looked at the laptop screen and smiled at what he saw.

A/N: I really wanna write smut for this story since it's a huuuge part of the plot, but I never wrote smut before so idk, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it :/

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