dream boy//[t.j.]

The Tour Bus.

a/n: okay so, i know that at the beginning of the regional at best tour they were probably still in a van but that's not how i'm doing things. keep in mind this is fictional.

"(y/n). (y/n) wake up."

i opened my eyes to tyler shaking me. i was on his couch. i knew it had to be extremely early because the sun was just rising.

"good morning, sunshine." tyler smiled. i couldn't help but smile in return. "come on, mark should be bringing the tour bus around soon, we have to get ready."

i sat up and wiped my face. i wasn't afraid of tyler seeing me when i first woke up. after all, we did meet when we were dreaming.

once i adjusted my eyes to light, i went into tyler's bathroom and got my things to get ready. tyler gave me a whole bunch of extra merch because mark had made a mistake and ordered way too many. i decided to wear another twenty one pilots t-shirt with black leggings. i also pushed a brush through my hair and slid on my purple converse. i wanted to look semi-presentable for when i met mark and brad. after all, they were close to tyler. but i quickly learned josh was tyler's top best friend over everyone else.

once i was ready i went to sit by tyler on the couch. he was wearing a striped t-shirt tucked into black jeans. he was wearing black vans as well.

"you look amazing." tyler told me. i blushed.

"you know, only you can make me blush like this tyler joseph."

"i was telling the truth."

"no, if you wanted to tell the truth you could talk about how you look amazing."

we flirted back and forth for about five minutes when josh bursted into the room.

"who's ready to tour?!" he exclaimed. tyler and i chuckled at his optimism.

"mark and brad are already here?" tyler asked.

"yep. come on, let's go." josh replied.

i grabbed my suitcases and tyler grabbed his. we made our way outside. surely enough, there was a small bus with two guys standing outside of it. this i assumed was mark and brad.

tyler set our suitcases in the bus and then came back outside. he took my hand and walked up to the first guy.

"mark, this is my girlfriend. (y/n). (y/n) this is mark." tyler introduced us. mark shook my hand.

"it's nice to meet you. i've heard a lot about you." mark said. i smiled and nodded.

"likewise." i replied. tyler then took my hand and walked me to the other guy, who i assumed was brad.

"brad this is (y/n). (y/n) this is brad, our photographer." tyler introduced us. brad shook my hand.

"okay, now that introductions are through, who's ready to get this show on the road?" josh asked. we all nodded in agreement and piled into the tour bus.

it was small but very quaint. it worked for a band with just two members. but when you added mark, brad, and i, it got a little crowded. but not too bad.

"i forgot to talk to you about this but, the bus doesn't have much room so we have to share a bunk. i hope you don't mind.." tyler told me. i shrugged.

"i don't mind. we are dating after all."

"well yeah, i just didn't know if you'd think it's too soon. i always want you too be comfortable no matter what-"

"tyler." i turned him so he was looking me in the eyes. "it's fine."

"yeah tyler, don't be a coward." josh chimed in.

"hey only i can call myself that." ty fake pouted. we all chuckled.

"where's the first stop?" i asked, curiously. i sat on the couch.

"frankfort, kentucky." tyler replied. i rolled my eyes.

"we're heading to the country? help us all." i complained. tyler placed a hand on my knee.

"don't worry. i doubt we're attracting any country fans."

"that's fair." i agreed.

i pulled my phone out and opened my camera. i hadn't had any pictures of tyler and i, and i wanted to change that. i held the camera up and pointed it so it was on both tyler and myself.

"smile for the camera." i told tyler. he made a funky face and i snapped the picture. i loved it.

"send that to me." tyler told me. i opened instagram and did so.

for the next few hours, tyler, josh, and i played card games. mark was driving and brad decided to keep him company. i quickly learned, that playing against tyler in uno was always a loosing game.

"you cheat, i swear." i said, after he beat josh and i for the third time.

"nope, i'm just that good." he replied. josh shook his head.

"not too sure about that." josh agreed with me. just then brad popped his head back to look at us.

"you might wanna clean up the cards anyways." he told us.

"why?" i asked.

"we're in frankfort."