semi-lie (tyler)

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pairing: tyler joseph x reader
word count: 774
tw: none (except student x teacher (?) but no illegal age gap of course)

"alright class, that's it for today's lesson!" my music professor, tyler, announced. everyone began to pack their things and i began to pack mine as well, but slower. i had a free block next anyways and i liked to linger after music class.

everyone eventually left and tyler closed the door. i walked up to him and pulled him into a passionate kiss.

now, i know this sounds terrible. he's my teacher, i can't do that. but, i was in college. i was 21 and tyler was 23. he had just became a college professor. it might be illegal in terms of his job but we were legally old enough to be together.

yeah, it still sounds bad.

"you look so beautiful today." tyler complimented me when i pulled away.

"tyler, i really adore you. but, we can't keep doing this. you'll get fired." i said, worried. he just chuckled.

"then i guess nows the perfect time to tell you my band got signed to a record label. i don't need this job, i'm quitting."

"what? are you serious?"

"yeah! i didn't really expect to make it through college and actually be a professor. that was just my realistic goal. my real goal was to be a rockstar, and my best friend josh and i got signed. we're actually doing it."

"ty! that's wonderful!" i praised the man in front of me. i gave him a tight hug.

"so y/n, what do you say, when i quit can i take you on a proper date? we could actually be boyfriend and girlfriend?" tyler asked me. i just smiled.

"absolutely."

and with that, tyler quit his job as a music professor. everyone was bummed because he was the most charismatic teacher in our college. the guy that replaced him was old and boring.

tyler and i went on a proper date. to which we quickly became official. i mean, after seeing each other in private for a few weeks already we didn't really have to wait anymore.

it was just like it was before. just simpler. less stressful.

five years later

walking the grammy's red carpet was something i had never in a million years expected myself to be doing. to say i was anxious was an understatement.

"it's alright, love. i'm right here beside you." my husband, tyler, assured me. why was he comforting me? he was the one i should have been comforting. it was him who was possibly receiving the grammy that he absolutely deserved. he had to have been an anxious reck himself.

paparazzi was scattered absolutely everywhere. flashing lights. clicking. it was so overwhelming. if someone had told me five years ago i'd be married to my music professor and walking the red carpet with him, i would have just laughed in their face.

an interviewer approached tyler and i. she began to ask him questions. mostly about his band and their hit song, stressed out. but then she asked about me.

"and how about your lovely wife here? we all know that you both got married about a year ago, congrats by the way, but how did the two of you meet?"

now that was a bit of a question!

"i met y/n when we were in college. we started seeing each other and i told her about my band and she supported me the entire way. it was then when i knew i wanted to marry her. so about four years later, i finally asked her and we got married. now here we are today, and i still couldn't love her more than i do."

i awed at tyler's semi-lie on how we met. i mean we did meet in college. but he couldn't just tell them he was my professor. god only knew how much backlash we'd get. even though there's nothing wrong with our relationship legally.

we finished interviewing with the reporter and then finished walking the carpet.

"that was an interesting way to tell our story." i giggled.

"well, it was only a semi-lie. except for the one part. when you showed me your constant support for josh and i, that's when i knew i wanted to marry you, y/n." tyler replied. i blushed, hoping he couldn't see due to my makeup. even after all these years, i hated to let him see me blush.

"oh tyler, i love you." i told my husband.

"i love you more, darling."

"now come on, let's find josh and get that grammy!"

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