TEEN WOLF Imagines

Makeup Wounds ; Tyler P Imagine

I walked to the set doors holding my pass up, that was around my neck to the security. "Ruff weekend?" One asked, with a laugh.
"You could say that" I mumbled while sipping my coffee. I was at a hen do at the weekend and it also didn't help I had to be here for half 5 in the morning. I also can't remember what actually happened but I know I texted Tyler and I was getting worried about it.

"Morning." Jeff said to me as I walked to the trailer. "Long weekend?" He asked.
"You could say that, my friends hen do was the other night, she came over from England because I couldn't get away from work" I explained.
"I would of let you if you had asked" he said.
"I know but I need money to go over there" I said with a little laugh. I did miss home but I loved my job too much. He gave me a sympathetic smile and I carried on walking.
"Hey" Alice said as I walked into the trailer. She does the makeup and I'm in charge of wardrobe.
"Hey" I mumbled, "I'm so worried for today" I admitted to her, she was one of my closest friends on set beens we spend all day together.
"About the texts? Yeah I heard" she said, while organising her makeup.
"What?" I said, dropping my stuff on a chair.
"Tyler asked me for 'advise'" she said and made air quotations around 'advice'.
"What- why- what did he say?" I stuttered out.
"It's not my place, y/n" she sighed. I tutted and decided to leave it. She wasn't going to tell me no matter what I said.
"What are we doing today anyway?" I asked her, taking off my coat and putting it in the corner with my bag.
"I have no idea, actually. I was meant to talk to Jeff" she said, rubbing her face with her hand.
"I just seen him as well, I could of asked" I sighed. "I'll go and find him. If you like?" I asked. I looked past him and saw Tyler standing in the doorway.
Alice looked behind her and said quickly, "nope, I'll go!", then sprinted out the door.
Tyler walked in and stood there awkwardly. "I don't know what scene were doing so you might as well go to your trailer and relax for a bit" I said, turning to mess around with the clothes on the racks, trying to look busy.
"I know, I wanted to talk to you." Tyler said.
I paused my movements, "what about?" I asked, even though I knew.
"Those texts the other night" Tyler said, I felt him move closer.
I spun around to face him and he was a lot closer than I thought and I stumbled back, but he caught me before I fell, "erm right yeah I was drunk and I think my friends took my phone..." I trailed off, I was a bad liar.
"You knew what you were doing" he said, I nodded.
"I didn't mean it, I regretted it straight after... The second text"
Tyler laughed, but it sounded disappointed, "I don't want this to effect our work. I need this job. I'm about to loose my flat" I rushed out.
"Your about to loose your flat?" He asked. I nodded, I was I just couldn't afford it anymore, "how about you move in with me? I mean we know each other pretty well and it won't be weird" he said.
"Nah it's okay"
"No I want to, if you can't afford it you'll be put out soon" he said, trying not to sound too harsh.
"I know, I have until the end of the week..." I trailed off. I then thought for a moment, "could I? I won't get the money by the end of the week"
"Yeah of course! We could get your stuff later" he said, smiling widely.
"Yeah okay, cool. Thank you, I really appreciate it" I said, smiling.

That Afternoon.
"Tyler, please, just one normal picture please" I said. Tyler was messing around and before I changed his outfit I needed a picture of the one her was wearing, but he wouldn't do a normal picture. Today, Alice found out we weren't even shooting, we were trying different outfits and makeup for new episodes. Today we had Tyler and Dylan S in. They were a nightmare. I sighed, "Dylan stop and go sit back in your chair. Alice! Can you control Dylan please" I said. She laughed and so did Tyler and Dylan. I glared at Tyler. "You are meant to be an adult! Just stop and take a normal picture please" I huffed.
"Okay, alright. I'm sorry" Tyler said and stood up, placing his hands to his side and kept a straight face.
"Thank you, okay 1,2,3" I said, as I took the picture Tyler collapsed into his chair, sticking his legs out and Dylan's head was in the top of the frame.