Tyler raked a hand through his hair as he looked out towards the skyline of suburban Ipswich from Reid's roof, it was trees mostly, with the occasional flashing of lights as a car trove along the hills. He sat the Corona he'd been nursing next to him and wiped the condensation on his hand on his jeans.

"I hate that chick." Reid muttered, taking another sip from his bottle.

"See, I can't even hate her. How fucked up is that?"

"About as fucked up as dating her in the first place man." Reid drained his bottle and chucked it into his backyard, it shattered against a tree. "I'd say I can't believe she cheated on you, but I can. Anna was a skank bitch, dude."

"Still in the salt-in-the-wound phase, thanks." Tyler threw his empty bottle, relishing in the satisfying crash of glass on concrete. "You didn't like Anna even before she cheated on me."

"Nope." Reid pulled another bottle from the case and opened it on his belt buckle.

"Or Meg last year." Tyler began counting off on his fingers, "Or Lana, or Video Store Kirsten."

"You have shitty taste in girls, so what?" Reid took a harsh swig of Corona.

"It's just weird." Tyler laid back on the roof.

"Maybe I just like post break up drunkenness."

"Reid."

"What, Ty? You want me to be more supportive of your stupid girlfriends who treat you like shit? Too bad." Reid launched his half empty bottle into the yard.

"God, you are so stupid." Tyler sat back up.

"What?"

"You walk around like you're all kinds of hot shit, but you can't even man up and admit you like me." Tyler stood up, "Grow up Reid."

"Tyler," Reid followed Tyler as he climbed through the window.

"What?" Tyler turned to face Reid, "It's getting old Reid, this whole, cat and mouse bullshit. You can't make up your mind, so don't you dare get pissed at me when I find someone who will date me. Yeah Anna was a bitch, but at least she had the courtesy to ask me out before fucking me over."

"Shit , Ty... I'm sorry okay?" Reid flopped down on his bed.

"Yeah, you are. A sorry excuse for a friend." Tyler crossed his arms, "You ever think I might like you back and how it sucks for me that you can't handle whatever shit you have going on? How I have to try to forget about you and date girls who can't hold a fucking candle you?" He stared Reid down, "Of course not, I forgot it's all Reid, all the time with you."

"You're right. I'm a complete asshole and I don't deserve you. I'm obnoxious, lazy, self centered, I Use too much, and I'm completely junkless. That cover it?" Reid stood up and cocked his head at Tyler.

"You forgot, shameless, rude, and you smell awful after gym," Tyler sighed. "Remind me why I even like you?"

"Because you have endless patience and an odd affinity for losers?" Reid smiled hopefully at Tyler.

"I was gonna say your ass, but yours make me sound deep." Tyler weaved his fingers into the soft hair at the nape of Reid's neck, "You aren't going to bail on me halfway though this, right?" He punctuated his question with a soft tug of Reid's hair.

"Right." Reid bit his lip before leaning in to kiss Tyler. His tongue swiped at the seam of Tyler's mouth until he was allowed in. He traced swirling patterns until they had to break for air. He rested his forehead on Tyler's, "I'm an idiot."

Tyler smiled, "Yeah, but I like you anyway."


AN: Whoa, we're halfway there *resists urge to sing living on a prayer* I can't believe I'm still writing and I definitely can't believe there are people who read this haha. Just wanna say thanks for reading and or reviewing so far, and I'm sorry about the neglect. I was slipped the roofie that is the Supernatural fandom.