{twenty one pilots}
{kiss da girl - Tyler Joseph X reader}
TYLER POV
I couldn't stop staring at the girl I was to kiss. She was around my age. Wearing her baggy band tees and black skinny jeans, black converse, and black jacket won me over, and how she didn't give a shit about who watched her. She's always wave at me from time to time, making my heart flutter.
And by the looks of it, Josh couldn't stop staring either.
*2hrs earlier*
We were shooting a music vid, and one of our memebers had come up with a brilliant idea. There were to be dancers doing contemporary, while they were dressed in dirty ballet outfits, there faces were frosted over, and there shows were torn and broken. One of them had to have her lips blue and her eyes completely white, like her hair. She was to kiss me, and I was to "frost over" as well, at the end of the song. Every one said the idea was really great. She smiles softly, and then looks in my direction.
"Since you're going to be kissing someone, and we don't want you to be uncomfortable, so can you help us choose who you are to pick?"
I scanned the list of girls on the list. None of them were... 'Attractive' to me. Then one caught my eye.
(Y/f/n), from the band Hopelessly Hopefuls. That, was my favorite band, and she was the lead guitarist AND singer of it. My inner fangirl squealed, and I pointed at the name.
"(Y/f/n)? She jumped at the opportunity, by the way, her manager said she was all over it. I'll give you some more details later" she laughed.
*present time*
Even as a frosted witch thing, she looked beautiful. She smiled slightly, and the cameras started to roll.
She grabbed my chin, and pulled me towards her. My stomach erupted in butterflies. Then she threw me to the other side of the room, like choreographed. I continued to sing the lyrics as she walked slowly towards me. He lyrics were the least priority right now. She lifted me up by my torn shirt, and kissed me. It didn't feel like an act. Everything was so real in that moment. My hands grabbed her waist, and her hands grabbed my chin. She bit my bottom lip, and I grabbed her butt.
"And.... CUT!" The director yelled. I pulled away, seeing her smirk.
"That was some kiss Tyler." She says, and walks into the changing room, eyes beckoning me to follow.
