-1Aaron/Tyler, Pogue/Tyler, implied Kate/Tyler - Saving
Pogue
and Kate had broken up weeks ago; Tyler knew this. Pogue was
interested in Tyler now; he knew this as well. Pogue wasn't one to
cheat, at all; Tyler knew that, too. What he didn't know, though,
was the reason behind Pogue talking to Kate and touching her and
acting like they had never broke it off.
Tyler wasn't sure if he wanted to know why.
He didn't want to see Kate all over Pogue anymore so he got up from his seat at the bar and went to sit in one of the booths in the corner; he sat facing away from the bar so he couldn't see anyone but everyone could definitely see him, so if Pogue wanted to go redeem himself, he could.
But he didn't… or if he was, Aaron beat him to the chase and was sitting next to Tyler and sliding him a beer.
"Baby boy," Aaron smirked, "What are you doing all by yourself?"
Tyler made a face at the beer and slid it away. "Sitting, what does it look like I'm doing?"
"Getting jealous over Pogue's ex-squeeze."
"Whatever."
Aaron chuckled and turned his body to face Tyler more. "He's not worth it, y'know."
"Psht," Tyler laughed; Aaron, of all people, was trying to make him feel better; something had to be up. "What do you want?"
"Just to talk," Aaron smirked; okay, so what he really wanted to do was mess with the Sons a bit, but he was sure Tyler wouldn't cooperate if he told him that. "That too much to ask for?"
"Uh right," Tyler gave him a weird look and shook his head, "Look, I'm not Reid, I don't wanna fight you or anything. And I'm not Pogue and I'm not Caleb. Can't you just leave me alone or something?"
"That's why I'm talking to you and not your bonehead friends," Aaron smiled and placed a, whoa that was gentle, hand on Tyler's arm that had Tyler's eyes bugging out.
"You know Pogue's gunna have your ass, they all are."
"Pogue's too busy with Kate, remember?" Aaron squeezed his arm lightly.
"Whatever, I'm with Pogue, you know that. You had fun with it, remember that?"
"Yeah, sure, that was just me joking around. Why do you want Pogue anyway? I've got the long hair and the muscles, and I wouldn't ignore such a fine thing like you like he's doing."
Aaron was getting a bit too close for Tyler's liking.
"Look that's nice and all but--"
Before Tyler could finish his sentence, someone was pulling Aaron up by the collar of his shirt; Tyler was definitely surprised to see Caleb when he looked up.
"Leave him alone, Aaron," Caleb ordered calmly, but Aaron just smirked played with the hair at the nape of Tyler's neck.
"But me and baby boy were just having a nice talk. Maybe you should piss off and leave us alone."
"Uh," Tyler couldn't think of what to say, but he didn't have to because now Reid was there pulling Aaron away even more.
"Fuck off, Abbott, go find Ryan to fuck around with or something."
"Cute, Garwin, real cute. Why are you getting so jealous? That's Pogue's ass, not yours."
"Then you can come deal with me." Now Pogue was at Reid's side.
Aaron just scoffed and pushed past the three of them; he got them riled up, he was done here.
"You okay, Ty?" Reid asked as he slid into the booth, sitting across from Tyler.
"Yeah," Tyler shrugged and looked down at the table, playing with his hands because he didn't really want to talk with any of them.
"You sure?" Caleb sat down next to Reid and gave Tyler a concerned look.
"I'm fine," Tyler sighed.
"Why did you leave?" Pogue slid in next to Tyler.
Tyler shrugged, "I don't have to stay around you three all the time, do I?"
"Well the last time we let you wander, you got lost and we all got yelled at for an hour…"
"I was like six, Reid."
"See? You never got lost after that."
Tyler made an annoyed sound and shrugged again.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing, I just didn't want to sit with you guys anymore so I left, okay?"
"Yeah and we had to go save your ass from Aaron because of that."
"He didn't even do anything. He was just talking," Tyler murmured and slid down a bit, watching as he tore apart a napkin into little pieces. "I was fine."
Pogue furrowed his eyebrows and held onto Tyler's hand, tugging him out of the booth; he had a feeling he knew what was up. "I got this guys. We'll see you later."
"Now you have time for me," Tyler muttered under his breath as Pogue led him outside; that confirmed Pogue's suspicions.
"Jealous of Kate, baby boy?" Pogue teased as he pressed Tyler against the wall.
"No."
"C'mon, Ty, you can't lie to me," Pogue chuckled and ran his hands down Tyler's sides to hold onto his hips.
"Okay, fine, I didn't like her all over you and I didn't like you acting like you guys were still together and I didn't like any of it and I got a little mad. Are you happy now?"
"No," Pogue murmured and pressed his thigh between Tyler's legs, which got a small sound of surprise out of Tyler. "I'm sorry, though."
"Don't--" Whatever Tyler was saying was cut off by Pogue's lips on his own.
Pogue pulled away and pulled Tyler closer as he murmured, "I'm all yours now, promise."
