Tyler x Reader

LiveStreaming

PROMPT:

None, came up with this meself  

You were the new sound manager for Mark. You were cuddled up on a grey sofa beside Amy, the newest live stream projected on your screen, Amy was trying to read the chat.

Your soft headphones cut out every other sound aside from the lifestream audio. Everything seemed fine, so you allowed your gaze to drift up to where Tyler was sitting.

You had met Tyler when you moved into his apartment. You both became close friends in the few months you had lived together, Tyler was sweet and hilarious. He had been the one to suggest you work for Mark sometimes. This had helped you find a job so much quicker, and you were so thankful for what Tyler had done.

Over the few months of living together, you had begun to have feelings from the curly-haired man. His personality was just so sweet, and caring. Anytime you showed any sign of illness, he was in the kitchen making you soup and hot drinks. You felt your lips twitch up into a fond smile at the sudden memory of the last argument you both had over a simple cough.

"Hows the sound?" Mark suddenly yelled, you jumped, and quickly checked.

"Fine!" You called back, willing your heart to calm down. Mark sent you a knowing look, to which you sunk down behind your screen, cheeks burning.

You tried to watch the levels for a few minutes, quietly adjusting them when necessary. But your eyes continued to drift up to Tyler.

After a few minutes, the levels where fine and normal, only then did you allow your gaze to rest on Tyler again.

His face was stoic. His eyes focused on the screen as his fingers expertly rolled over the controls, his mouth set in a hard line. His glasses were slipping down his nose, and his beanie clung desperately to his unruly curls. His baggy white shirt made his eyes seem grey, the light jeans he wore were snug against his muscled thighs. You felt yourself biting your lip as you watched the tendons and muscles under Tyler's skin flex and move with every twitch of his fingers.

You felt yourself sigh slowly, unable to take your eyes from Tyler's arms as he played. His biceps suddenly flexed, making you bite your lip. How nice would they feel wrapped around your waist, or how nice it would be to rest your head against his chest.

"Y/N!! Hows the sound?" Mark called out again, you snapped out of your daydreams with a small eep!

"Uh, fine!" You squeaked, scowling when Mark laughed at you.

"Stop oogling Tyler!" Mark teased, you growled quietly, cheeks blazing.

"I'm not!" You defended lamely, hiding your shame behind you screen.

Peebles: Its obvious that you were staring btw. You like him?

You blush, moving your headphones so you could hear her, before sending Amy a dirty look before quickly replying.

You: I was daydreaming! Tyler was in the way.

Peebles: Suuuuuure... You so like him!

You: Ok, maybe I do but please don't make a big deal.

As soon as you sent the message, Amy squealed happily. You groaned and kicked her ankle.

"Ow! Hey!" She hissed, her glare met your own ferocious glare.

"I said don't make a big deal out if it!" You snapped, frowning.

"I wasn't!" Amy whined, you rolled your eyes and fixed your headphones again.