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I'm still a bit shaken by how serious Josh his. He clearly really means what he's saying.

"Josh."

"Yeah?"

"Why do you care about me so much?"

"I don't know.  It's just...  I feel like you've been hurt a lot.  And you, specifically, deserve someone to be there for you.  ...But I also just care, because you're Tyler Joseph.  And, hey, that guy's pretty cool," he smiles.

I can't help but smile back.  I sit my cereal bowl down on the table, leaning onto the back of the couch.

"Ya know, Josh," I begin.  "You're the best friend anyone could ever have."

"No, no I'm not."

"Yes you are!" I laugh.  "No one else would ever say anything like that to me.  I really appreciate it."

"Uhm, no problem."

"You weirdo, quit being awkward," I giggle.

._._.

"Josh, it's 12:30.  Lunch time.  When are you gonna eat?"

"I don't know.  I'm just not hungry.  What do you want to eat?"

"I don't want to eat.  I want you to eat."

"Why?  I'm fine."

I stand from my spot on the couch.  "Josh, it isn't like you to skip any meals at all.  Something's wrong."

"Nothing's wrong.  Calm down.  Just... what do you want?  I'll make it for you."

"I'm not eating until you do," I cross my arms.

"Tyler, please.  I'll be fine.  Nothing is wrong, I'm just not hungry today."

"Somehow I don't trust that," I say, narrowing my eyes at him.  "First you don't want to sleep, then you're being all awkward, now you don't want to eat.  None of those things fit in the 'Josh' category," I explain, putting air quotes around his name.

"You're right," he sighs.  "I guess I'm being a little strange, but I'm fine.  You don't need to worry about me."

"I know I don't need to worry, but I still do.  Something's definitely up," I say gently.  "Just tell me.  You're here for me all the time, I just feel like I need to be here for you once in a while."

Josh stands up, getting closer to me, "Honestly, Tyler, don't worry about me.  I'll be fine.  You're the one that needs someone right now."

"But you do, too," I frown.

"Nothing is wrong, Tyler," Josh assures me.  "You need to take care of yourself, not me."

I whisper back, "But I want to take care of you."

And before I can stop it, both of us lean forward, lips first.  It's nothing huge, just a gentle little peck to match the tone of our conversation.

When we pull back from each other, I don't even know what to do.  Nothing like this has ever happened to me.  1) I'm not homosexual.  Not that it's bad, I'm just not.  2) As far as I know, Josh isn't homosexual either.  3) We're strictly friends.  Best friends.

We're really close, yeah, but not like that.

I'm broken from my thought when I notice Josh's face still inches away from mine, his eyes searching mine.

I'm still not sure what to do.  I can't comprehend what happened, and I don't even know how to feel about it.  Before I can manage to think of some sort of thought, Josh walks out of the living room and off into the kitchen.

Saved me from the awkwardness, I guess.

Sitting back down on the couch, I stare at the wall blankly.  Did that seriously just happen?  Why did I even do that?  I don't even like Josh like that!  He's just my best friend.  I'm straight, anyway! 

What is wrong with me?  First, all of the pressure I'm under to write a song while I'm dealing with my breakup with Jenna, then I almost die and remember everything from almost 20 years ago.  Now this shit? 

I don't even like Josh like that!  I'm so confused as to why it even happened.  In my mind, I'm secretly hoping that we won't have to talk about it and nothing that awkward will ever happen again.

"Tyler," Josh says softly as he walks into the living room.  "What do you want for lunch?"

"I-I don't know.  Maybe I'll eat later."