twenty one pilots imagines

artsy babe // josh dun

you opened a closet.
a closet you haven't opened in months.
it was your art supply closet.
you used to paint almost everyday.
you mostly painted pretty flowers or steamy coffee cups or sunsets that look like cotton candy.
but it varied.

you stared at the bright paints and unfinished canvases remembering all the fun and emotional experiences you had with them.
you grabbed your easel, some paints, and an unfinished canvas.
you pulled it out, flipped it up right and chuckled.
a smile growing on your face.
it was a painting of Josh.
it was him with his head resting in his hands.
his eyes crinkled as he smiled in the unfinished painting.
his small freckles were painted along with his red hair.
but nothing else was.
you decided to finish it.

you set everything up.
right when you sat down you forgot something...music.
you flipped through your records and decided to put on 'The 1975'.
the song "Heart out" started playing.
which was a song that had Josh written all over it.

you sat down.
first reaching for the black so you could outline it once more.
grabbing the brown and white paint you mixed it together, trying to make the color of his skin tone.
now spurting some more brown out to do his eyes.
lastly you did Josh's sweatshirt which was black with red hoodie strings.
finishing up the final touches to make this thing beautiful you heard a "wow" come from your doorway.

you whipped around, some paint flying off your brush onto the floor.
"y/n i-it's so beautiful!"
you blushed and smiled.
Josh then started bombarding you with questions.
"y/n....when did you do this? why did you paint me? how did you do this?
Josh said as he started walking toward you.

"well joshy I finally opened up my art supply closet again and took out this one out. it was unfinished from a year ago. then I started to paint. it got of hand and now here it is."
Josh stared in awe.
his mouth agape. 
he started to speak.
"I didn't realize you were this talented. yeah, I've seen your little pieces of work from years ago but never recent things."

"well I'm glad you like it, baby."
you got up from the chair and walked over to Josh to look at the painting some more.
you grabbed his hand and interlocked it with yours.

"what are you gonna call it?" Josh said.
"huh?" you replied confused a little.
"like what will the paintings title be?"
you thought for a little and heard "Me" by the 1975 playing in the background.
this was yours and Josh's favorite song on the album.
it brought back fond memories of you guys. late nights, roaming the empty streets with the cold air blowing on your slightly skin.
the sound of skateboards hitting dents in sidewalks, the laughter of your friends, frozen kisses.
the sight of happiness.

"it will be called "Me"." you smiled wider than ever before.
"Me...like the song?"
you nodded.
Josh released air that he seemed to be holding in.
"some my favorite memories were made listening to that song."
you nodded.
he tugged your hand to follow him to the seat looking out the window of your music/art room.

you were sat in Josh's open leg space while Josh was behind you playing with your hair.
you looked out the window of your apartment and saw the night life rushing back and forth.
"I'm glad you liked the painting Josh."
you said still looking out the window.
"I didn't know you were such an "artsy babe"."
he smirked and pulled you in for a kiss.

a/n
yo homies. school is shit. i haven't written in awhile, sorry. the 1975 was on repeat while writing this so sorry if you don't like them. but anyway I hope you like this one cause I do :))))))