Tyler squirmed in his seat, baring the awkward stares of Josh's siblings. Jordan looked embarrassed while Ashley and Abby looked amused. Josh placed a comforting hand on Tyler's knee, assuring him everything was alright.

"So," Josh's father, Bill, started. "What are you interested in, Tyler?"

"Well, I play volleyball, sir. There's not much else besides that."

"Do you like having your nails painted?" Abby questioned, getting a threatening look from Josh.

Tyler only smiled. "I've never painted them before, but I'm not against it."

"Can I paint them after dinner?"

"Sure!" Tyler said in reply to the 15-year-old.

(Josh is 18, Ashley 17, Jordan 16, Abby 15)

"Why do you dress in female clothing?" Bill asked.

"Dad!" Josh glared at him.

"I'm just asking! I'm not trying to offend, just curious is all."

Surprisingly, Tyler wasn't offended at all. "I just like them, sir. Not really a reason other than I like to feel pretty."

"Well, you're very pretty Tyler," Josh's mom cut in.

"Thank you!" Tyler blushed, deciding on stuffing his face instead of starting another conversation.

Josh's hand still rested on his knee, other hand shoving fork fulls of gooey lasagna into his mouth. Tyler grinned as he watch him eat like he hadn't been fed in days. Josh sure had an appetite.

After dinner, Josh's mom asked him to help with dishes. He agreed, sending Tyler up to Abby's room with her.

"Okay, what color do you want?" the redhead asked, pulling a bag filled with nail polish off her dresser.

Tyler gawked at the ridiculous amount she had. There was no way she used all of that. He searched through for some time, deciding to go with his favorite color.

"This one," he spoke, holding up a lavender colored bottle.

"That's my favorite color!" Abigail beamed, quickly taking a seat on the ground in front of Tyler.

"Mine too!"

"Do you want to paint your toes while I paint your fingers?"

"Do they have to be the same color?"

"No! They can't be whatever color you want," she replied matter-of-factly.

"Alright, but they might not turn out so good."

"That's why you're painting them instead of your fingernails."

Tyler nodded, opening up a bottle of white nail polish. He loved the color white, too. It made him look more tan.

He held his left hand out for Abby, using his free hand to carefully apply the white polish to his toes. While she applied the second coat, he finished his other foot.

"How do they look?" the brunette asked nervously, wigging his toes.

Abigail glanced down at his toenails and let out a soft gasp. "You did such a good job... How?! I thought you never painted your nails before!"

"I haven't!" Tyler laughed. "And they don't even look that good... I messed up a lot."

"I think they look cute," Abby complimented, finally finishing adding the top coat.

"Do you like your fingernails?"

Tyler finally held his hands up, examining them in every angle possible.

"They're gorgeous," he gushed, causing the young girl to blush.

"Really? Thanks! Well, I'm sure you want to get back to Josh now..."

"Actually, can you do my makeup?" Tyler interrupted.

"Really?" Her face lit up with joy.

"Yeah, maybe just some lipstick and mascara..."

"So I can't go all out?"

"You can do whatever you want," Tyler gave in, liking to see her so happy.

"Cool! I'm really good at makeup. I learned from Ashley," she started, giving Tyler a long story about her makeup skills as she gathered everything she'd need.

She did most of the talking as she applied the makeup, yelling at Tyler if he'd move even slightly. She wanted to make him look perfect for Josh. Abigail went full out, even applying false eyelashes and filling in Tyler's brows. She finished some time later, Tyler's face having been beat to the gods.

(How I imagine Tyler's makeup to look)

He grew speechless as she handed him a mirror. His mouth hung open in shock, slowly reaching up to tap on his face. Was this real life? He thought he looked so beautiful.

"You're amazing, Abigail! Thank you so much," he said, laughing when she squealed.

"Get down there and show Josh!"

He nodded eagerly, giving her a quick hug before running downstairs to the basement. Josh sat on the food of his bed, playing some game on his Xbox. He felt Tyler tap on his shoulder, so he paused it.

As soon as his eyes landed on Tyler, a wide smile slowly spread across his face. "Wow, Ty, you look amazing. Did Abby do that?"

Tyler nodded happily, placing himself in Josh's lap.

"Wow," Josh whispered, admiring the boy as his arms snaked around his small frame.

"Do you like it?"

"Of course I do. You look different, but in a good way. But you're always gorgeous, makeup or not."

Tyler felt his cheeks grow warm at Josh's words. He placed a soft kiss on his lips before pulling out his phone.

"Let's take pictures."

Josh nodded in agreement, letting Tyler take what seemed like hundreds of selfies of them. After the photo session, they cuddled in Josh's bed watching the first Insidious movie. Even though Tyler spent most of the time hiding behind the covers, he really liked the movie. He was wide awake by the end of it, afraid he would have nightmares if he fell asleep.

"Want to watch cartoons?" Josh asked, knowing Tyler's fear.

"Yeah."

Josh turned on the cable, Bob's Burgers playing on tv.

"Is this good?"

"Yes! I love Bob's Burgers. I'm literally Tina."

Josh laughed, encasing the smaller in his warm arms as they watched tv. Around an hour later, Josh heard snores coming from the brunette. He smiled to himself, carefully slipping out from underneath him.

He retrieved some makeup wipes from Abigail, then carefully attempted to remove Tyler's makeup without waking the boy. He did good until it came to the false eyelashes. Josh wasn't sure how to approach them, so he simply ripped them off as fast as he could.

Bad idea.

Tyler awoke with a jolt, eyes wide with fear. "What the fuck?! Did you just rip my eyelashes off?"

"Uhhh, the fake ones." Josh held them up for him to see.

"Oh my god, I dreamed you ripped my actual eyelashes off. What were you doing anyway?"

"Trying to take your makeup off without waking you up."

"Well, I'm up now. I'll do the rest."

Josh agreed, stripping down to his boxers and climbing back into bed. Tyler stood in front of Josh's mirror, carefully wiping everything off his face. He turned off the lights after he slid on a pair of Josh's shorts and then crawled into Josh's bed.

"Can I have a kiss?" he asked, the covers engulfing his small body.

Josh rolled over on top of him, instantly locking their lips. The two had a small make-out session before Tyler finally broke away.

"I'm tired, and want to go to bed without a boner."

Josh laughed, spooning against Tyler, wrapping on arm around his waist.

"Goodnight, baby."

"Night, Joshie."

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Sorry for the terrible filler chapter (((: Just wait until the next one though (;