The judge |-/ Tyler Joseph X Reader

twenty four

I don't know why they always seem so dismal.
Thunderstorms, clouds, snow, and slight drizzle.
Wether it'd the weather or the letters by my bed.
Sometimes death seems better than the migraine in my head.
He sung to you.
You were petrified.
So you covered your eyes
Friend, please remove your hands from
Over your eyes
for me
I know you want to leave but
Friend, please
don't take your life away from
me
You looked at him.
It feels different
"Are you ok?"
"No."
All you got was a no.
He wasn't ok
"Go to sleep"
You said in a gentle voice
"No."
His eyes were red.
"Ty-"
"Blurryface is my name."
You were scared
"I'm Tyler's insecurities. His doubts. His dark parts"
You back away.
But you were already against the wall.
He came closer.
And he grabbed your cheek..
Suddenly he snapped out of it.
"Y/n"
You looked at him.
"I-I'm s-sorry."
You hugged him.
"Blurryface can get violent."