I started listening to yungblud and choke has the biggest fucking 21st century liability energy okay that's all enjoy the chapter

Also I have an edit of Tyler with a nose ring if anyone needs or wants the visual lol

Josh and Tyler waited in the later's living room for Ashley to arrive. Josh could tell Tyler was freaking out because he was on his second cigarette in ten minutes. "Ty, ya don't gotta do it. It was jus' a suggestion."

"No," he exhaled the smoke that was in his mouth. "I want to. I'm just," inhale, pause, exhale. "Nervous as fuck."

"I can tell," Josh laughed. "Hey c'mere."

Tyler did as he said and went over to where Josh was sitting on the couch. Josh pulled him onto his lap and took the cigarette from him, taking a drag of it himself. "Hey jackass," Tyler snatched the item back and inhaled once more. "You're not the one who's getting a hole in their face."

"Jackass?" Josh laughed. "You're special, Ty," he wrapped his arms around the boy's waist to stop him from falling off his lap.

The two continued to wait and Josh had to stop Tyler from smoking a third cigarette since he was only down to one more. Josh made a mental note to get more for him later. He usually just stole them from his mom or had Dallon buy him some.

A few moments later there was a knock on the door. Tyler went to go get it but Josh stopped him, getting it instead. He opened it and in walked Ashley, dressed as...

"You're a cop?" Josh asked in disbelief. Of course she would dress as something they're trying to avoid at all costs.

"A slutty cop," she corrected, walking in. Josh could definitely back that statement up when she walked past him and he could see her black thong under her skirt that wasn't even long enough to technically be a skirt.

"You're a slut everyday so you're jus' a cop," Josh replied, shutting the door.

Ashley went over to the couch and flipped him off before opening her purse and digging through it. "Alright," she began, pulling out a few different baggies. "Do ya have rubbin' alcohol?"

"Yeah," Tyler nodded.

"Go get it."

The brunette got up and disappeared down the hall as Ashley continued getting everything ready. "So you guys are datin'?"

"Yeah."

"Cool," Ashley nodded. "I heard Frank. Jus'... be careful."

"I always am," Josh replied, looking at the needle his friend had. "Are ya busy tomorrow?"

"No."

"Dal's," was all he said. She would know what he meant.

"Gotcha."

Just then Tyler returned, a nervous smile on his face. "Sorry. It took me a minute to find."

"You're good," Ashley assured, grabbing the bottle from him. "Go get a plate 'nd a piece of ice."

"Okay."

Tyler disappeared once again, leaving the two. "Y'know he's not like us, right? He ain't fucked up," she said in a low voice since the kitchen was just one room over. "I don' want him gettin' dragged inta shit he won' be handle."

"He can handle it," Josh instantly responded, feeling defensive. "He's not a baby," he rolled his eyes. "And I haven' told him yet so shut the fuck up."

"Okay..." she sighed. Tyler re-entered the room and Ashley pointed to the couch. "Sit down. Clean your nose with the alcohol then hold the ice ta whichever side ya want the ring in."

Tyler looked at Josh, panic evident on his face. "Left," the pink hair nodded. Tyler nodded and wiped his nose with the rubbing alcohol before holding the ice cube to it, wincing at the contact.

About ten minutes passed with the three making conversation. Ashley and Josh joined Tyler on the couch and when Tyler saw Ashley begin to sterilize the needle with lighter he freaked out. "How bad does it hurt?"

"Uh..." she paused, obviously in thought. "I don' know. Josh's a freak and didn' feel anything so," she shrugged. "Can' hurt that bad."

Tyler only began freaking out more. "I need a cigarette."

"It's okay, Ty," he held his hand out which Tyler gratefully took.

Ashley smiled at the two but Josh knew she was trying to hide it. "Hoop or stud? I have both."

Tyler opened his mouth but Josh cut him off. "Hoop."

Ashley nodded as Tyler finally got the chance to speak. "How did you even get the jewelry?"

"My mom has her nose pierced but she hasn' worn any of the jewelry in a long time. I remember she accidentally bought rings in bulk 'nd never used them. I found the hoops after I pierced Josh's. They're clean. I promise."

Tyler nodded. "Okay. I trust you."

"Good," she smiled. "Okay 'm not goin' crawl inta your lap like I did J's 'cause that'll probably make ya uncomfortable but I need ya ta turn so you're facin' me."

Tyler did as he was told and Ashley turned as well so they were face to face. Josh sat behind Tyler now and could still sense how nervous he was. "Now what?" He asked in a soft voice.

"Now," she threw the lighter down and let the needle cool down. "We pierce it."

Tyler didn't even have time to react as Ashley took the ice cube off his nose and pressed the needle in. "Fuck!" He yelled and Josh squeezed his hand in reassurance.

It made his heart feel funny when he saw his boyfriend in pain. He didn't know what the feeling was but he wanted to make Tyler stop hurting.

"Okay, it's in," Ashley picked the bag with the hoop in it off the table and took it out. "'M goin' put the ring in really quick so don' move."

Tyler didn't say anything as she did just as she said but Josh could feel Tyler's grip on him tighten. "Is it done?" He asked, his voice shaky.

"Mhm," she stood up quickly and haphazardly threw her things back in her purse. "Okay. Ty ya look great. Josh I'll see ya. 'M gonna be late for this party. Bye."

And with that, she left and shut the door behind her.

Tyler turned and Josh saw he had tears in his eyes. The older wiped them but stopped when he saw Tyler's piercing. He grinned. "Damn I was right."

"About?"

"You look so fuckin' hot right now."