Slight Trigger Warning: Mentions of death from suicide.

I don't know if anyone is sensitive to it, so I'm just putting a warning out there. <33

I stared at him quietly.

What?

"It was really bad too.. but i'm still here, because there's a lot of worth in your life...-uh."

"Tyler." I mumbled.

He nodded quietly, giving a fond smile.

"I'm Josh."

I took in his appearance once more.

"Josh fits you." I said quietly

"What?" He spoke.

"Your name- it fits you." 

"Oh, thank you Tyler. Yours does too." He grinned.

Oh my god.

His grin.

I smiled, later shaming myself for it. His grin was too damn cute, I couldn't help but to smile back. I sighed, looking down at his hand that was clamped around my arm, clearing my throat.

"I'm not letting you go, If that's what you're gesturing." He said quietly, looking at me.

"Why not- it's kind of making me feel uncomfortable." 

"Well, sucks for you, doesn't it? I'd make me uncomfortable seeing a dead body at the bottom of the creek."