josh cried into his knees, cursing at himself for being so stupid and careless.

he heard a knock, his door opening before he could say anything.

"josh, what's wrong?" tyler asked, softly closing the door behind him. his tone was softer after he saw josh crying.

"get the hell out of my house." josh said, sitting up and scooting away as tyler tried to touch him.

"what?" tyler said, brows furrowed.

"get the hell out of my house tyler." josh repeated.

"baby, tell me what's wrong. you're scaring me." tyler said.

"you don't have to fake it anymore tyler. i know. i know you were using me. i know this is all some fake bullshit. i know okay so you can stop your pretending, and all your "baby"s and you can stop pretending that you care okay because i know." josh spat, words digging into tylers skin like knives.

"what the fuck are you talking about josh? are you high?" tyler asked.

"stop playing dumb you fuckin bitch. emma told me about what you said to her. little piece of advice, don't go for the person you're playing's bestfriend." josh said, tylers face turning white.

"shit..." tyler said, scratching the back of his head. "yeah okay. i was playing you, so what? it didn't mean anything. what we were doing didn't mean anything." he laughed.

"it meant something to me tyler!" he screamed. "you meant EVERYTHING to me! i gave up what could've been the best thing that's ever happened to me, for YOU! i cheated on max for YOU! i did everything for you tyler!  FUCK you! why don't you just fucking leave, and never come back to this fucking town." josh said, voice breaking every time he screamed, his finger pointed at tylers chest and his eyes burning holes into tylers.

"what the hell josh?! don't blame this shit on me! you're the one that took things way out of proportion. you knew how i was, it's you're fault for trusting me! you should've known, it's not my damn fault you're all obsessed and shit!" tyler yelled back, grabbing josh's hand and pushing it over. josh brought his hand back up and slapped tyler across the face, leaving a stinging handprint. tyler flinched.

"after how many nights i stayed up talking to you," josh started with clenched teeth. "listening to you about how "special" i was, and how different you felt about me, i really really started to think you changed. i was falling for you tyler. i wouldve dropped to my knees any second of the day just to please you," josh rammed his finger into tylers chest. "i trusted you, and gave you my virginity. you were so sweet to me tyler. you treated me so good and cared for me so much. i'm a fucking idiot for believing anything you ever told me. you're gonna burn in hell tyler joseph. you're worthless. you mean nothing to anybody." josh sneered. on the inside, to tyler, it felt like someone just took a baseball bat, and swung it at hard as they could into tylers stomach.

"i never gave a fuck about you josh. all i wanted was sex. all i ever wanted. everything i said was a lie." tyler replied. tyler was a wreck on the inside. an absolute wreck. he didn't mean anything he was saying.

"why are you doing this to me Tyler?" josh said.

"what?"

"what did I ever do to you?"

"Joshua, baby, I got what I wanted from you, and now I'm done. the only thing I want and ever will want, is this" Tyler slid one hand down to squeeze his ass. " and the only thing you should want is, this" he grabbed Josh's hand and slid it down to cup his dick. "so we can stay little fuck buddy's, or whatever you think this is, is over."

"how fucking dare you touch me. the fucking nerve you have to even lay a finger on me." josh said, squeezing his hand as hard as he could on tylers crotch.

"ow, bitch!" tyler said, throwing josh's hand off him and removing his hands

"you got me all types of fucked up." Josh mumbled.

"so, what's it gonna be? you gonna come begging me for dick?" tyler said, josh fuming with anger.

"get the FUCK out of my house. get your fucking shit and go. don't ever come back. i swear to God if you step one more foot in my direction you're gonna be sorry you were ever even born. you're a worthless piece of shit and i hope to God you never hurt anyone ever again. you're a disgrace to your family. fuck you tyler. get out." josh didn't break eye contact once, and tyler swore he was staring at his soul.

"you are a slut. max was right. i bet your mom wishes her son wasn't such a whore. go to hell, josh." tyler said.

"leave." josh said, in a way that was so full of anger and sorrow, tyler swore he heard josh's heart breaking, but barely over the sound of his own.

tyler grabbed his backpack, leaving without another word. josh shut the door behind him, collapsing on the floor after and released a choked sob. he heard tylers truck door slam, and the sound of his loud engine revving up and leaving his driveway.

josh continued to sob on the floor, choking and gasping for air. he fucking hated tyler, and hated himself.

he laid and laid there, finally getting the energy to make it to his bed. he buried himself in the blankets, crying and crying and crying.

he simply just didn't know what to do. how was he gonna go to school and see tyler? what about tutoring, what's mrs tucker gonna say? how is his parents gonna react? are they gonna call him stupid and a slut and say he deserved it? what about brendon. is brendon gonna leave the group and breakup with ryan because he's best friends with tyler? is ryan gonna leave him too? dallon and emma are gonna break up, they have too, right? what was gonna happen.

"what?" he grumbled out when his door opened, his mom walking in.

"sweetie. we heard everything." laura softy said, sitting on the bed and frowning when she saw her sons tear soaked face.

"m'sorry. for all the cussing. i know you don't like it." he said.

"that's not what i'm worried about." she said, wiping a tear off his cheek.

"m'sorry for being a slut. m'sorry for being so stupid. i'm a whore. i let him fuck me right here in this bed. right here and in his bed, in his truck, on the couch. i'm a fucking slut. i sucked maxs dick and the next night i was doing tyler. all i am is a worthless, unwanted slut and i'm sorry i couldn't be the perfect son you wanted. i'm sorry to jordan too." josh said, tears falling from laura's eyes.

"shut up josh. shut up. you listen to me." she said, voice shaking. "i love you. and i'll always love you. i don't care if you had sex with the entire school. i love you. and none of this is your fault. you're a teenager. you're in highs cool. stuff like this is gonna happen baby. you're so handsome, and caring, and sweet, you just got mixed in with the wrong crowd. i love you joshua. it's gonna be okay baby." laura said, pulling josh to hug her. he sobbed into her shoulder. she didn't know how much josh like this boy.

they hugged and hugged for a good while, before josh finally pulled back.

"i'm okay now. you can go." he said.

"you sure. i'll stay here as long as you need me to." josh said.

"i'm okay." he nodded.

"i love you."

"love you too momma. thank you." he said. she smiled, before leaving his room and shutting the door. "why the fuck did i tell my mom i fucked a guy on the couch?" he mumbled to himself.

he sighed. refusing to grab his phone cause he knew tylers face was gonna pop up. and that's the last thing he needed to see right now.

30 minutes went by, of josh just staring, crying and thinking, before his door opening it.

"i'm not here to pick a fight, just need to get my shit i left- are you crying?"

josh looked up, heart stopping.

"m-max?" he muttered out, max shutting the door.

"hey hey hey. what's wrong?" max said, dropping his phone and stuff and rushing to his bed.

"nothing." he said, laying his head down again, burning red as max set a hand on what he thought was his back but was low key his ass under the blanket.

"no it's not. what's wrong?" he said.

"you're just gonna make fun of me, or tell me that you told me so." josh mumbled.

"no. no i'm not. you're upset. that's all i care about right now." max said. josh was so embarrassed.

"i'm sorry i didn't believe you." he said, looking up at max. "i found out about tyler. h-he hit on emma." josh said, more tears coming out.

"oh god josh. oh god. i'm so fucking sorry i don't know what to say." max said.

"it's okay. you can leave." josh said, avoiding eye contact.

"i'm not leaving. can i?" he asked, lifting up the blankets. josh nodded. max slid off his shoes and slid under the blanket with him, immediately pulling him on his chest. josh cling onto him, squeezing him like he was gonna disappear at any second. he cried.

"i knew you were better than him joshua. you didn't deserve that. he doesn't deserve you." max said, squeezing him back and scratching his skin.

"that's what everyone keeps saying." josh let out a weak chuckle.

"because it's true." max said, closing his eyes and furrowing his brows.

"i'm sorry i didn't listen. i'm sorry for everything i did to you. you don't deserve that either. i deserve it, for doing it to you." josh said, lifting his head up and looking into the boys bright blue eyes.

"i forgive you joshua. i do." max said, looking back into joshs brown ones.

time stopped. josh leaned in, lips just barely grazing against maxs. he closed his eyes, not moving, just feeling maxs hot breath hit his lips.

max closed his eyes too. focusing on joshs breaths. he leaned in a bit, their lips brushing together again. josh closed the gap, their lips together. not moving, just together.

max slowly moved his, josh moving his in sync. josh melted into maxs soft lips, slowly slipping his tongue out to run across his bottom lip.

max accepted it, their tongues now dancing together. it was like slow motion, as joshs hands came to rest on either side of his face. maxs hands roamed joshs back.

"j-josh." max stuttered our as he felt josh pressure his hips down.

"it's okay. i want to. i want you max. please." josh said, staring hard into maxs eyes.

"are you sure?" he said.

"yes. please."

max pulled joshs head down again, setting his hands on josh's hips. josh slightly rolled them down, max moaning softy into the kiss. josh sucked on maxs tongue, maxs hand slowly sliding down the back of his joggers.

josh rolled over so he was on his back, as he slid off his pants. max rolled on top of him, grabbing the bottom of his shirt and pulling it over his head. he stopped as he saw all the bruises and hickeys.

"did he do this?" max asked, running his fingertips over the purple and red.

"i wanted him to." josh said, nervous as max just stared. he just kissed josh again, allowing him to slide off his own hoodie.

josh moaned as maxs hand rested on his erection, squeezing it and palming him. he looked at josh, him nodding. max slid down his boxers, eyes lingering.

"you're so beautiful josh. so pretty." he said, josh blushing hard as his lips pressed against his stomach.

"do you have lube? and a condom?" max asked. josh reached over in his nightstand, digging around and grabbing a condom and a bottle of lube. he froze as he saw the picture of tyler he kept in there, it was a wallet sized school picture tyler gave him.

he closed the drawer, handing the stuff to max.

"magnum?" max blushed.

"they were. they were tylers." josh stuttered out.

"you and tyler...?"

"yeah. we did. a lot." josh said.

"oh."

"do you want to stop?" josh asked.

"no, no it's okay. its just, uh. i can't fit this." he nervously laughed, now more nervous he's not gonna be able to fill tylers shoes.

"it'll be okay. they were a little small on tyler anyways." josh said, realizing that that didn't help maxs confidence. "that didn't help i'm sorry."

he set it aside, popping the cap of the lube and pouring it on his fingers. josh spread his legs, max blushing at the thought that josh has done this so many times. josh wasn't innocent anymore. tyler had taken that.

"ready?" max said, just like tyler used to.

"yes." josh nodded. max pushed in his first finger, josh biting down on his lip. he pushed it in all the way, before he moved it in and out. josh whined, hands gripping the pillow under his head.

"another." he said, max adding his second. he scissored them around, joshs breaths quickening.

"i missed you." max said, kissing his cheek.

"i missed to too. so much." josh pulled him in for a kiss, biting down on his lip as max added his third finger. "f-fuck." josh gasped. "m'ready."

"you're ready?" max asked, tongue slightly sticking out from between his teeth.

"yes. please max." josh whined as max pulled his fingers out. he rolled over lifting his hips up and sliding off his shorts. he reached over and grabbed the condom, tearing it open and sitting back up on his knees over josh.

josh lazily stroked himself, watching as max pulled his dick out and rolled the slightly loose condom on. he poured the lube and slicked himself up next.

"ready?" he said, just like tyler used to.

"mhm." he nodded, max leaning down and setting their foreheads and noses together. max felt joshs breaths become quicker, as he slowly pressured in.

they made eye contact as max bottomed out, josh letting out a soft, quiet moan. he pulled out a bit, and pushed back in, josh's arms wrapped around his neck.

"you're beautiful joshua." max said.

"thank you. i'm sorry for everything." josh said. the sex was slow, and soft. slow thrusts.

"i forgive you." he said, running his thumb across joshs cheek, their foreheads still pressed together.

max softly kissed him, joshs back arching as max brushed against his prostate.

"i-i'm close." josh said, embarrassed he was so close so soon.

"cum for me baby. for me." max said, slightly thrusting harder. josh whined, closing his eyes and opening his mouth as he tensed up and and came across his stomach.

max continued, chasing his own finish. he reached it, spilling in the condom with a low groan. he kissed josh again, seeing a tear escape his eyes.

"i'm sorry...i'll just, ill just go." max said, slowly pulling out.

"no," josh grabbed his face. "please don't go." he said. max smiled.

he slid the condom off and threw it away, before pulling his boxers back up. he cleaned josh up and put his boxers back on also.

max laid on his back, josh laying with his back against his chest, but not in his lap. he wrapped his arms around josh, kissing the side of his neck.

"thank you." josh said , pulling the blanket up on them.

"no problem. thank you." max replied, letting out a content, soft sigh. "can i ask you a question?"

"yeah. anything." josh said.

"did he...treat you good?" max said, josh feeling his stomach tighten.

"he did. he really did. made me feel good." josh answered, tearing up a bit.

"i'm sorry." he sighed.

"i'm okay. i'll be okay." josh said.

"you're not a slut, by the way. i'm sorry i said that." max said.

"it's okay." he said. tyler called him a slut. he believed it.

they were silent for a bit. both boys just in their own heads.

"max?" josh broke it.

"yeah?" he asked, kissing joshs shoulder.

"i love you."

it felt right. it felt right to say it. but it also felt wrong. maybe it's just he was expecting a different voice to answer.

"i love you too." max answered. it also felt right to him too. he didn't want it to. that wasn't what he planned.

josh was scared.

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opinions?

tyler stan's are like 😡 and max stans are like 🥜