18 years old

"I hate you!" Tyler screamed, face contorted in anger as hot tears ran down freckled cheeks.

"I hate you too!" Josh shot back, fists clenching at his sides.

"How could you be so mean to me? You're supposed to love me!"

"You're freaking out over nothing!" Josh sighed in exasperation.

"It's not nothing to me, Josh! You always hang out with Melanie; it's like you like her more than me!"

"You're being ridiculous," Josh said, giving an angry laugh.

"No I'm not!"

"I'm gay, Tyler. Gay, gay, gay, gay, gay! I'm gay! How many times do I have to say it? GAY!"

"But I just-"

"You just what?" Josh spat, eyes shooting daggers at Tyler.

The small boy shrunk into himself, shamefully tilting his head down to the ground. His anger quickly being replaced with frustration and sadness.

"I don't know," Tyler whispered, blinking away tears.

"Well, I'm waiting," Josh rolled his eyes, strong arms crossing impatiently over his chest.

"I don't know!" Tyler repeated.

"How do you not know?!"

"I just get scared sometimes, okay?!" Tyler was yelling again. He raised his tear-filled eyes back up to meet Josh's.

"Why, Tyler? Why?! I've been by your side for thirteen years. You really think I'd give that up for some girl when I'm gay?" Josh couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"I don't know!" Tyler yelled desperately. "I'm just not special and I'm scared you'll get tired of me!"

"Tyler," Josh spoke calmly now, chest rising as he sighed. He didn't know Tyler thought about himself so lowly. Josh thought he was doing a good job making Tyler love himself, but he was obviously wrong.

"What?" Tyler asked, frowning back down at the ground.

Josh closed the space between them and captured Tyler's chin between his thumb and index finger. He softly raised the brunette's head to look him in the eyes.

"I still love you," Josh spoke softly and carefully.

"I love you too," Tyler responded without hesitation.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you."

"I'm sorry for freaking out," Tyler adverted his eyes in humiliation.

"It's alright. Look at me."

Tyler sighed but darted his eyes back to Josh, finding himself getting lost in them.

"I love you, and only you. I love everything about you. I could never get tired of you because you're so special to me."

The all-too-familiar pink hue found its way onto Tyler's freckle-littered cheeks.

"Oh," He responded, unsure of what else to say.

"I don't hate you," Josh sighed. "You're my sweetest friend. I could never hate you."

"I don't hate you either. You're my sweetest boyfriend," Tyler grinned.

"And your only boyfriend," Josh grinned back.

"Obviously. You're the only one that sees anything interesting in me."

"Well, good. That's the way it should be," Josh said, protectively.

Tyler giggled at the over-protective blue hue. He placed a loving kiss to the boy's lips, having to stand on his tippy-toes to do so.

"I'm all yours, T."

"All mine."

__A/N__

This was a short chapter but I thought it was cute!