twenty one pilots | imagines

tyler // ew!

"Are you for real?" Tyler asks.

"Yes! I love chipotle!" I say confidently.

He rolls his eyes at me and groans.

"Taco Bell is so much better. It's so good. It's just the best!" Tyler said.

Well now we don't know where to eat today; Chipotle or Taco Bell. I prefer Chipotle but Tyler loves Taco Bell.

I groan and roll my eyes just like he did to me earlier. I sit on the couch and sigh loudly.

"Chipotle all the way." I say. He runs over to me and tackles me and tickles me, too.

"Taco Bell, or I'll keep tickling." He says.

I kick and loosen from his grip, rolling off of the couch onto the floor. I scramble across the floor and stand up as quickly as possible. "Taco Bell!" I yell and grab the keys.

"No! Not so fast!" Tyler yells

I run into the car and get into the drivers seat. Not even acknowledging the scorching hot leather seats.

"AHH FUCK!" I yell and hop out of the seat. Tyler runs over and takes the keys. He was smart and grabbed a towel to lay on the seat.

"Get in," he said, "we're going to Taco Bell." He smirks.

I groan and crawl inside the passenger seat. "Ew!" I said to Tyler, giving him a light slap on the shoulder.

  We drove to Taco Bell. Tyler was smirking the whole way there, he likes it when he won our arguments.

"I'm not eating." I said as Tyler dragged me by the arm into Taco Bell.

"Yes you are, Y/N." He said.

  I drag my feet as I walk inside. Tyler laughs and shakes his head. "I'll order you a chalupa." He says.

  I sat down at a table and open up twitter. "I can't believe @tylerrjoseph is making me eat taco bell! 😒😷"

  He comes back with a tray of food and sits down. "Here." He says, handing me the chalupa.

  I roll my eyes and reluctantly take a bite. I'm actually shocked and I look at Tyler while I chew. "Hey! It's not as bad as I thought!" I say.

  "Told ya!" He said. We both ate more and tried more things.

- i've been rly rly busy hi love u all babes -