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You brought Tyler to the park today.
Tyler brought his ukulele to the park today.
The two of you sat down criss-cross in the grass, and he taught you more ukulele chords.
"This one's trickier than a C," Tyler murmurs, taking your hand in his. He focuses on your fingers, slowly brushing his thumb across your skin.
You can't help but wonder what's going on in that mind of his.
"Make a little triangle," he instructs quietly, positioning your fingers on the strings. "First string second fret, second string third fret, and-yeah. Yeah, that's it."
He takes your other hand and glides it across the strings.
"That's a G," he says, the corner of his mouth tugging up into a small, sad smile.
You don't smile back. You set the ukulele down next to you and cup Tyler's cheek with your hand.
"What?" Tyler asks, his voice a whisper.
You can't reply, but Tyler knows exactly what you're talking about.
"Oh," he sounds, looking down at the grass. "It...it was just Sunday. Sundays are especially grim."
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Trees ➳ Tyler Joseph X Reader {Sequel to Mute} {Completed}
FanfictionIn which you are silent everyday, but Tyler isn't. {again, all respect to jenna because jenna is amazing and she and tyler are goals} {{it's just fiction}} {{{trigger warning: mentions of abuse, anxiety, depression, and suicide}}}
