twenty one pilots imagines (part two)

stoned (tyler)

pairing: tyler joseph x reader
word count: 1005
tw: marijuana use

i paused the movie as my phone began ringing. i was hoping that it was my roomate, tyler, because it was already late and he told me he wouldn't be out late. i always worried about tyler, even if i didn't want to.

"hello?" i answered.

"hey y/n, it's josh. i'm bringing tyler home right now, can you unlock the door for him?" it was josh, tyler's best friend.

"what? why can't tyler drive himself home? and he has a key, dork. he can get in." i replied. i heard josh laugh, nervously.

"don't kill me, okay?"

"josh, what did you do?"

"i didn't do it. so like, brendon was walking around and he was letting everyone hit his dab pen and tyler hit it a few times so...i would say he's a little more than fried right now."

i face palmed. leave it to brendon urie to get tyler high. tyler had always told me that he never wanted to smoke, in fear that it would mess up his lungs and he wouldn't be able to sing anymore. guess he changed his mind.

"you got tyler stoned?!" i freaked out.

"it wasn't me, it was brendon!" josh defended himself.

"so help me God, the next time i see brendon-"

"HI, Y/N. I'M COMING HOME NOW." i heard tyler loudly say. i sighed. "CAN YOU MAKE SOME POPCORN CAUSE I'M HUNGRY. HEYO, JASH PUT HER ON SPEAKER."

"tyler stop screaming!" josh grumbled. i couldn't help but smirk. that's what josh got for bringing tyler to a party. "and y/n is just around the block, so we should just let her go."

"IF YOU LOVE ME LET ME-"

"tyler! i swear it's so obvious you were hanging out with brendon. hey y/n, i'm gonna let you go cause we're here."

"okay, i'll come unlock the door. you know what door our apartment is, right?"

"yeah, i've been over before."

"just making sure."

i pulled on a pair of pajama shorts because i was only in a t-shirt and panties, and i then went downstairs to open the door. when i opened it, i was greeted by an extremely stoned tyler, who could barely hold his eyes open.

"hi, y/n. can i come inside?" tyler greeted me. i nodded.

"obviously. i'm not gonna keep you out of your own house." i replied. tyler and i went upstairs and went into our apartment. he took off his shoes and examined me.

"wait, oh no, did josh and i wake you up?" he asked me, worriedly. i giggled.

"no, honey. i was just watching a movie."

"omg a movie? what movie? was it shrek? did you watch shrek without me?"

"no, tyler, it wasn't shrek." i said, trying to suppress giggles. tyler seemed very serious about me not watching shrek without him.

"okay, good. can we watch shrek and eat popcorn? i have the munchies."

"yes, go get your pajamas on and we can chill in my room and watch shrek."

"you're the bomb diggety, y/n."

"you're gonna remember saying all this tomorrow and you're gonna be embarrassed." i warned him. he shrugged.

"when don't i embarrass myself?" he asked me.

"that's actually a question i should be asking myself, ty. now go, get your pajamas on."

i went to the kitchen and grabbed a package of popcorn and slid it into the microwave. i began to think about tyler. one of the reasons i always worried about him was because i loved him. they always warn you not to be roommates with someone of the gender you liked because one could catch feelings while the other did not. i always thought that was bullshit until i found myself staying up until 2 am wondering why tyler was out so late. i loved him. i was sure he didn't feel the same, so i never said anything.

i could stay friends with him. that was enough for me.

the microwave stopped and i grabbed the bag of popcorn. i poured it into a bowl and walked to my bedroom, where tyler was sitting on my bed, shrek ready for us to watch it.

"ready, spaghetti?" tyler asked me. i rolled my eyes. he truly was a character when he was high.

"yes, dummy." i replied. i put the bowl of popcorn between us and turned off the light while tyler pressed play.

after about 15 minutes, the popcorn was gone (due to tyler devouring 90% of it) so tyler moved the bowl. this caused us to get closer and tyler decided to take my hand in his. i accepted it, not really thinking much of it.

"you look very pretty tonight." tyler complimented me. i blushed.

"thanks, loser." i replied, trying to play it off friendly.

"no, i'm serious. you're always so pretty that you make me nervous. which is why i never admit my feelings for you, because of how nervous i am."

"you just admitted your feelings for me right now, ty."

"oopsie daisy. sorry."

"it's okay. i have feelings for you too, you know." i admitted. tyler's eyes widened.

"you do?" he asked me, excitedly. i nodded.

"yeah. hard not to, when you make me crack a smile no matter the situation."

"can i kiss you? please?"

"you can, but we're not making anything official until the high is out of your system? k?"

"dealio."

tyler leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. they moved in sync as tyler moved me to be on top of him. we continued kissing until i pulled away.

"we should go to bed. it's really late and i don't want things to get too heated while you're high." i said. tyler nodded.

"yeah, we should sleep. can i sleep in here so we can cuddle?" he asked me. i nodded.

"of course."

the two of us crawled under the blankets and wrapped our arms around each other. almost instantly we drifted off to sleep as shrek played in the background.