Josh's phone blares classical music, the alarm scaring Tyler out of his dream. Which may or may not have been about Josh...

"What time is it?" He groans, Josh silencing the music.

"Five in the morning."

"What!?" Tyler gasps, sitting straight up. Josh is already out of bed. "Why are we awake at five in the morning?"

"Because it takes me a while to get ready, and I like to have free time," Josh explains, flicking the light on. The sudden brightness burns Tyler's eyes, he winces and covers his face with the blanket.

"Why do you need free time at five in the morning?"

"Because I do, is that a problem?" Josh tests, pulling the blanket off his head. He's leaning in close, forehead wrinkled due to his raised eyebrows.

"Nope, not a problem," Tyler says, deciding not to argue.

"Good. I'd ask you to join me in the shower, but I suppose you'll say no."

"Yeah, no," He agrees, watching Josh walk towards the door of the en suite bathroom. He's wearing a tank top and basketball shorts; it's hotter than Tyler wants to admit.

"I'll be out soon. You can go downstairs and start on the coffee, if you want. Debby should be here if you need help with anything."

Tyler nods, leaving Josh alone to shower. He walks down the staircase slowly, feeling like a princess. It's hard not to in such a luxurious home.

A girl with dirty blonde, almost brown hair is standing at the oven, her back to Tyler. He's not sure what she's cooking, but whatever it is smells delicious. He clears his throat to get her attention.

She turns around, smiling upon seeing him. "Hi, I'm Debby! You must be Tyler."

The brunette nods, cheeks growing warm at the mention of his name. He wonders how much Josh talked about him with her, wonders what was said about him. "Yeah, that's me."

"I'm guessing you came down here to start the coffee, yeah?"

Tyler nods, not bothering to ask how she knew. Josh must've told her.

"Coffee pot is there," she says, pointing at the machine. "Coffee beans are there, sugar is here, creamer is over there," she lists, pointing at various cupboards. Tyler tries to follow along, but she's talking very quickly.

"Okay," he smiles nervously. "Thanks."

She nods and goes back to cooking, leaving Tyler to figure out what the hell she just said. He grabs the first bag of coffee beans he finds, managing to have two cups of coffee made by the time Josh is out of the shower.

Josh greets him with a kiss on the forehead, wet hair dripping onto Tyler. The latter doesn't mind, he's too busy gawking at the man before him. Josh is dressed in only a white t-shirt and a pair of Calvin Klein boxers.

"Why.. Um, why don't you have any clothes on?" Tyler manages to ask as they enter the dining room with their coffee.

"So I don't spill any food on them," Josh grins, sitting at the head of the table. Tyler sits next to him.

"Oh."

Debby brings in two plates of food, setting them in front of the men. Josh thanks her, then she leaves to go do whatever it is maids do.

Tyler scoffs down his food, not realizing how hungry he was. Josh watches him with interest, a small smile tugging at his lips.

"What?" Tyler asks through a mouthful of food.

"Don't talk with food in your mouth, first of all. It's rude."

Tyler blushes bright red, taking the time to swallow his food before speaking again. "Sorry. Why're you staring at me?"

"Because," Josh starts, taking a sip of his coffee. "I tend to stare at things I find beautiful."

Tyler bites his lip, trying to refrain from smiling as wide as he is. "I look beautiful at five o'clock in the morning?"

"You absolutely do."

He grins again, stuffing his mouth to try and hide the fact. Josh is making him fall deeper and deeper without even trying to. That's, like, a superpower. Tyler wishes he could do that.

After breakfast, Tyler follows Josh to their bedroom. He joins him in the closet, trying to help him find something to wear. Josh is picky, though, and shakes his head every time Tyler holds something up.

"Josh, come on-"

"Josh?" He echoes, an amused smile stretching across his face.

Tyler realizes what he's said, heart beating like crazy in his chest. "I mean..."

He hesitates, looking at Josh. The latter is looking back at him, tilting his head as if to say I'm waiting.

"I mean, come on sir, you can't be so picky or we'll be here forever."

"That's okay with me," Josh shrugs, stepping towards Tyler until they were only inches apart. He grabs the boys face gently, pulling him in for a kiss.

Tyler's stomach does a backflip yet again, face feeling warm under Josh's touch. His lips taste of sweet coffee, leaving Tyler only wanting more.

"I should get dressed," Josh pulls away, smiling teasingly. He grabs the suit in Tyler's hands and leaves him alone.

With a huff, Tyler picks out his own outfit, skinny jeans and a crop top. He changes in the closet before following Josh into the bedroom, seeing him already dressed up.

"You look hot," Tyler blurts out, not even regretting it afterwards.

"So do you, spin around for me."

Tyler does as told, crossing his right foot over the left to turn around. Josh literally looks like he's fucking Tyler with his eyes, it makes the latter somewhat excited.

"Your ass looks great," Josh compliments, adjusting the cuffs of his sleeves.

"Thank you," he murmurs, chewing on his lip as he watches the older. He doesn't understand how Josh can look so amazing in anything he wears, meanwhile Tyler looks like a slug.

"Didn't you say you can sing?" Josh asks as they return downstairs to sit in the living room.

"Yeah, I can sing," Tyler nods. Josh pats his thighs, signaling for the brunette to sit on his lap, which he happily does.

"Will you sing me something?"

"What do you want to hear?"

Josh's arms wrap around his waist, pulling him in closer. He kisses his cheek and shrugs. "Surprise me."

"Okay." Tyler clears his throat, racking his brain for a good song to sing. "Wise men say only fools rush in-"

"Wait, stop. Are you singing me a love song?"

"Maybe," Tyler blushes, nervously meeting his eyes. "Is that bad?"

Josh smiles, pecking him on the lips. "Not at all, I just didn't expect it. Keep going."

"But I can't help falling in love with you."

Josh kisses him before he can go on, but Tyler doesn't mind. His arms wrap around Josh's neck, pulling him impossibly closer. He feels so overwhelmed at the moment, his emotions running rampant. Is it possible for him to be in love with Josh this early? Is he an idiot? Who knows?

Josh has to leave for work all too soon. Tyler wishes he was still tired so he could sleep to pass the time, but unfortunately he is wide awake. Not only is Tyler awake but his little.... friend is, too.

When Josh leaves he runs up to the bedroom, locking the door behind him. He peeks through different drawers trying to find something to relieve his problem. In a daze, he holds up a red gag with a leather strap.

Jesus.

He quickly drops it, eyes wide with shock. Maybe he shouldn't be snooping...

Oh gosh, are those nipple clamps?

Tyler slams the drawer shut, face flushed red as he lays down on the bed. He could either wait 9 hours for Josh to get home, or take care of the problem himself. He decides on the latter.