Multifandom Oneshots

Tyler Joseph x Reader

A/N
I know this doesn't technically fit but tøp can technically be considered a fandom, right?
I don't know, I wanted to write it and I wrote it so I decided to post it. Hope y'all like it. 💞

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"No, no. I'm fine." You say.
"No you're not. I know you, baby. What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I'm sorry I bothered you, I'll go."
"You're not bothering me."
"Just... Leave me alone, okay? I'm gonna go."
"Y/N, wait--"
"What, Tyler?"
"I want to talk to you."
"Leave me alone."
"No. I love you. Please tell me what's wrong."
"Just leave me alone."
"Okay. Call me if you need anything."
"Okay. Bye."
You figure he had probably expected you to stay on the phone.
You hang up and stare at the gun on the table in front of you, then look at the picture of you and Tyler (with Josh coming up behind you and giving you both bunny ears).
You call Tyler back.
"Change your mind?" He asks.
"Don't leave me alone."
"I won't, baby. What's going on?"
"I want to die."
"Are you alone?"
"Yeah. But I'm okay. I just wanted to talk to you."
"Tell me the truth."
"I'm staring at a gun."
"What?"
"I just..."
"Call your mom." Tyler says.
"No."
"Then I'll call her."
"Please don't."
"I don't want you to be alone. Look, I'm catching a flight in... an hour. Pick me up at the airport?"
"Call my mom." You say, only slightly bitter.
"Baby. Please. I love you. Just wait till I get there and we'll talk this over."
You start to cry. "I don't want to talk it over."
"Okay, but I need you to. Please, Y/N. I really can't live without you."
"Yes you can."
"No. I can't--Josh--"
"What?"
"Sorry, I was talking to him."
"Don't you dare call my mom."
"Okay. Okay, we won't. You're okay, baby."
"No I'm not. Tyler, please."
"No. Please, Y/N. Not today. Not ever." His voice cracks.
"Are you okay?"
"No. Not unless you are. Look, when I leave, Josh is gonna call you. And if you don't answer, he's calling your mom."
You nod.
"Y/N?" He asks, sounding panicked.
You realize he can't see a nod through the phone. "Okay. But I'm okay. You don't have to come back."
"I don't care, I'm coming. I love you."
"I love you too."
He sighs. "I love you." He repeats.
"I love you too. Sing for me..?"
He starts singing Can't Help Falling in Love.
When your mom shows up, you immediately accuse Josh. He responds with "A soldier never disobeys a direct command."
"Your command came from Tyler, not God or a military officer." You remind him.
"I'm not speaking without a lawyer." He says, and you can't help but laugh.
You'd talk to Tyler about that one.
But you do go to pick him up at the airport. You run and jump into his arms.
He wraps you tightly in his arms, kissing you before burying his face in your hair. "I'm sorry I wasn't here when you needed me."
"You were. I'm okay."
"I need you."
"I love you too."
"Would you marry me?"
"What?" You pull away to look at him.
"Would you marry me if I asked?"
You nod.
"Good. I wanted to make sure so I didn't make a fool of myself."
"What?"
He drops down to one knee and pulls a box out of his pocket, opening it and holding it out to you.
"Oh my God, Tyler's proposing to Y/N!" A girl, presumably a fan, shrieks.
"W-Well, what do you say?" He gives you a nervous smile.
You nod, and he slides the ring on your finger, standing and kissing you as people start clapping.
"Thanks." Tyler tells them with a little laugh, slipping his hand into yours.
"I planned on doing that far differently." Tyler says as you walk to the car. "I had it all planned."
"I'm sure it would've been great." You laugh.
"You had Josh call my mom." You say in the car.
"I was worried."
"I was fine."
"No you weren't."
"I am now."
"No you aren't."
"But it's okay."
"Yeah."
"I'm sorry." You say quietly.
"It's okay. It isn't your fault. You don't choose it."
"I know, but now you're back here instead of doing what you love--"
"I love being with you."
"I promise I just called to talk to you. I didn't mean for you to come home."
"I know. I wanted to."
"You want to be at a concert right now."
"No, I want to be with you. I've had a rough couple days too."
"Wanna talk about it?" You look over at him.
He shrugs. "I don't know. I'm not sure. It's just been hard."
You nod. "But... Are you okay?"
"I'm marrying you, how could I not be?"
"Because you can't control it."
"I'm okay." He glances over with a smile.
"Tyler."
"I'm fine." He reaches over and takes your hand.
You kiss his hand and stare out the window. "I adore you, you know."
"Not as much as I do you. We'll get through this, you know. Everything'll  work out. It'll be okay."
You smile at him. "I know."