The Few, The Proud, and The Emotional - A Joshler Fanfiction

Chapter 1- Blurryface Cares What You Think

Tyler's POV

"Joshua William Dun, get up we are going to be late!" Josh always oversleeps especially when we go on tour.
"Huh? What? Oh shit!" Josh yelled. He sat up really fast and hit his head on the bottom of the bunk above him.
"Hey Spøøky, you know we are in the tour bus so you can't sit up like that!" I laughed.
"Hush Blurryface!"
"Hey I care what you think!"
"You are such a dork!" There was a slight pause in his words. "So, second show of the tour! Are you excited?"
"I'm kind of nervous but the Cincinnati show went great."
"You'll do fine. You're the Tyler Joseph, you're so talented. Everyone loves you!"
"Thanks Josh. I'm sure everyone loves you too!"
"Me? They call me 'that one guy on the drums in that band Twenty Øne Pilots!'"
"Oh come on Josh, everyone loves you!"
"Sure they do that's why they yell your name and not mine."
His voice got shaky and he looked like he was going to cry. So I hugged him. Josh is one of those people where little things make him upset. I thought it was going to be awkward but he wrapped his arms around my and hugged me so tight that I almost fell over. I heard him start to laugh.
"Josh I'll make sure tonight the whole crowd is cheering for you. Everyone loves a drummer."
"Thanks Tyler." He laughed.
"You're welcome Jishwa!" He jumped a little and laughed.
"You yelled that in my ear man."
"Oops," I laughed. "We should probably go meet up with the other bands."
"Yeah let's go."

We walked out of the tour bus to find the lead singer of Chef's Special, Joshua Nolet waiting for us.

"Hey is your band ready?" Josh asked him.
"Ready as we'll ever be." He laughed.
"Good. Where's Mute Math?" I asked him.
"Getting their equipment. There was a problem with getting it here but they got it." Joshua looked worried.
"You okay dude?" Josh asked him.
"Yeah I'm just nervous about tonight. This is all so overwhelming. You have amazing crowds and I don't feel like I'm doing as good as I can to meet their expectations. Mute Math killed it in Ohio! You two really got the crowd going. I feel like we didn't-"
"I think you guys did great! It takes guts to be the first band to play." I told him.
"You'll do fine, you did fine in Ohio." Josh said.
Nolet looked a little worried but then he started to calm down a bit.
"A-alright." Joshua stuttered.
"Josh go get Mute Math. Lets go get setup and do sound check." I said.
*Time skip to the concert*

Mute Math just went on stage and Chef's Special went back to their dressing room after a great performance. I was getting nervous pacing back and forth from one side of the room to the other. Josh walked in the dressing room and I jumped. I was so nervous I was in my own little world.
"Tyler are you okay?"
"Y-yeah I'm fine."
"Tyler, we don't have to do this. We can pack up and go home."
"No Josh. There are thousands of people out there and they want to see us. I don't want to let them down. I'm going out there."
"Tyler I care about you. I don't want you to overwork yourself. If you can't do it you can't do it."
Now at the moment I'm not sure what happened to me but I lost it. I broke down crying. Josh come over and hugged. We were sitting on the floor, my head burried into his neck. I liked it, I felt safe. Josh lifted his head and I looked into his eyes. I never realized how cute he looked...no, Tyler stop, you aren't like that, are you?