Yogscast X Reader

Zylus X Reader - Twenty One Pilots - Song Fic

( WARNING!- SEXUAL-SIH/ FLUFFY STUFF MAY HAPPEN IN THIS CHAPTER! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED SO DONT BLAME ME! Also am I the only one that' still waiting for this muffin to upload? Hopefully he begins uploading again soon ;-;)

It was stream time again. Meaning that members of the Yogscast who didn't work in Yogtowers came to help with the charity or just streamed from their homes. Zylus was one of them who came to Bristol until he goes back home to the Netherlands. Until he goes back home he usually stays with (Y/N).

(Y/N). Zylus' best friend. She has(H/L), (H/C) hair that he loves to run his fingers through when they cuddle, these beautiful (E/C) eyes that he could easily get lost in and her hands... By god her hands as beautiful. How small they were compared to his, how soft they felt when they held hands in a friendly manner, he just loved her hands. If he could he would hold them all day but he couldn't... he was afraid...

Zylus sighed deeply at the thought of her. Although he hadn't turned around to face her he knew that she was sprawled out on the bed reading, lying on her stomach. He turned around to make sure his theory was right - it was. (Y/N) lay on her stomach reading 'Why the Whales Came' and the book 'Finding Harmony' lay on her bedside table. She was also as Zylus predicted taking up most of the bed.

He sighed once more, turning back to his phone. He wasn't doing anything interesting, just scrolling through his newsfeed on Twitter and every now and again texting Nilesy who kept asking ' How's it with (Y/N)?'.

The radio was on in the background as the two sat in silence together until the song changes from Carnival of Rust by Poets of the Fall to Car Radio by Twenty One Pilots.

I ponder of something great
My lungs will fill and then deflate
They fill with fire
Exhale desire
I know it's dire
My time today

He loved her and he couldn't deny it. Thy way she smiled even through the hardest of times, the way she got exited over the littlest of things, the way hr hair went every where in the wing, they way her eyes wold water when she laughed too much, everything about her was perfect to him. Worst part was he wasn't even sure if she felt the same way.

He knew that somewhere along the line, between all the laughs, long mid-night talks at 2 in the morning, stupid little fights that ended up in a laughing fit, and their lame jokes they shared... He knew that he had fallen truly, and deeply in love with the girl lying beside him.

I have these thoughts
So often I ought
To replace that slot
With what I once bought
'Cause somebody stole
My car radio
And now I just sit in silence

He turned around again, putting his phone on the bedside table closest to him, just to watch her. Not in a creepy way though.

Sometimes quiet is violent

He wanted to touch her like he has never touched her before, he wanted to wake up with her by his side everyday and go to sleep cuddling with her, he wanted to have late nights with her, he wanted to see a golden band around both of their fingers as they held hands, he wanted them to eventually get a pet they can claim as theirs, he wanted to have children with her, he wanted to grow old with her... He wanted her to be his...

I find it hard to hide it
My pride is no longer inside
It's on my sleeve
My skin will scream
Reminding me of
Who I killed inside my dream
I hate this car that I'm driving
There's no hiding for me
I'm forced to deal with what I feel
There is no distraction to mask what is real
I could pull the steering wheel