Turned Upside Down; Various!Banana Bus Crew {x} Reader

~ Too Close ~

{ Tyler's P.O.V }

I yawned, kicking my legs out in an attempt to prop them up on the coffee table. I missed and ended up forcefully jabbing Lui upon his knee with the tips of my shoes.

A growl arose from the underneath the depths that his hood provided. "What was that for?" A sensed tint of anger floated about, but I couldn't be sure.

And, I was sure that I was a little bit embarrassed, but I couldn't be sure about that either..

"I was trying to prop my feet up." I chewed out, kicking my legs out again.

Luckily, I stuck the landing this time.

"Oh.." Lui breathed, trailing off moments later.

I figured that he dozed and just left the subject be. Though, I didn't know how the man could possibly think of doing so. The couch appeared uncomfortable. It seemed all squishy and shit. Like, how can you sit in that shit? Crazy people, probably. I don't know.

I was knocked from my thoughts by a rasp. "Tyler!" It was barely enough to do so, but 'eh, what can ya' do?

"What?" I whispered in return, turning my head towards the source.

My gaze nailed upon another, Lui's. The man had stretched himself about the couch, his chin nailed upon the edge of the said piece of furniture, seemingly in order to view me clearly.

"Do you have the tickets?" He rasped in response.

I quirked an eyebrow in his direction, an air of confusion dancing about my mind. That is, until I remembered what he was rasping about.. "The owl has it." I mumbled scarcely, gesturing towards the kitchen's darkened entrance with a quirk of a finger.

"Can you go get them?" Lui asked, boldly daring to heighten his tone.

"Why do I have to do it?" I growled in response.

"Because." Lui snapped, proceeding to trail off moments later.

With little protest, I grumbled out a few choice words then got up. I stretched my legs out with a groan and twisted around with another. I dragged myself over to the kitchen - that I noticed happened to branch off the living room - and slapped my hand against the wall on the other side of the doorframe. I brushed my hand across the wall and found the lightswitch with a clank of my fingers. The light blinded me just as I expected it to. But, I didn't expect to see Evan leaned up against the kitchen table with some dazed look on his face. To be honest, he looked like death on wheels.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I asked, quirking an eyebrow in his direction.

His shoulders slouched seemingly upon hearing my voice. "What..?" He slurred, his eyes rolling over to mine.

"Why are you even still in here? You could've just came out and watched a bit of that shitty TV show." I said, rolling my eyes at the thought of it. Well, it wasn't that shitty, but shitty nonetheless..

"(F/S)? I would've, but didn't want to." Evan said, crossing his arms clumsily.

"Why not?" I asked, shooting him a look.

"I was figuring out where to put the thingies.." Evan chuckled, motioning towards the thin tickets that I now noticed were poking out from underneath a jar's lid that sat just inches away.

"Oh, well, go take a fucking nap or something. I'm sure you know your way around." I grunted, moving out of the way in order for Evan to leave.

"Okay.." Evan mumbled, stumbling his way passed me and into the living room beyond.

Upon seeing him do so, I leaned against a nearby surface, skimming my gaze along the open space before me as I did so. A fairly open space, it was. A few stools, there. A large table, here. It wasn't much, of course, but whatever covered the walls made up for it. Most of it consisted of photos which I can only guess that were mostly of daily life. Though, a photo taken of a certain crowd were that of what surprised me. A photo taken by a fan. Within the photo, we all stood. Craig had an arm wrapped about Evan's shoulders, Lui was caught within a lock provided by I, while Jon and (Y/n) sat about us, their arms thrown loosely about themselves. It was a moment of bliss. A moment that I thought (Y/n) had chucked about her room, though, it was apparently a moment meant for all her visitors to cast a envious glance upon. Well, that's how I viewed it as.

A clatter from about the living room beyond tossed me from my thoughts, and without much trouble, I leaned about the doorway, peering out towards the beyond. Surprisingly, a crumpled figure was seemingly guiding blankets towards the easy chair in which I once sat. Within the said piece of furniture, Evan sat, his features slack.

"He must've dozed off..' I buzzed leisurely. And, it seems as if I was correct.

As the crumpled figure neared, he barely moved in response. The figure's shoulders jerked slightly, soon moving to pick up the blankets it had been guiding towards him. And with a grunt, it heaved the blankets upon him and then settled back down upon the couch beside Lui, who I now noticed had a blanket draped about him. Sighing lightly, I figured that the crumpled figure, obviously, was (Y/n). And watching as she then went slack, I huffed lightly.

Where am I to go now?

Deciding on easing my way into the living room to join them, I stepped about the kitchen, flipping the lightswitch back into its previous position, and then easing the lid of the jar that held the tickets tighter onto the body of the jar itself.

"Everything looks, 'erm, okay." I mumbled to myself as I went.

I soon made my way into the living room. Not knowing much of where things were, I heaved a blanket off of Evan's curled form without much hesitation. Upon doing so, I looked about for a place to lay, soon deciding on laying upon the open floor behind the couch. I laid out the blanket about the space leisurely, spewed a quick 'fuck it', and then settled down upon it.

Goodnight to all, I guess.

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