Tyler had been really stressed lately due to the new album Josh and him were working on. He would wake up super early in the morning and headed straight to the studio. When he would return home, he would head straight up to the small office where he would continue to work on the songs. He hasn't been eating lately either, which scared you for his health.
You had just been woken up by a loud thump of piano keys. You got worried so you quickly got out of the bed and walked over to the room down the hall. You quietly opened the door only to see Tyler's head rested in his palms.
"Baby, are you okay?" you asked concerned.
You walked over to him and sat down in the chair next to him. You rubbed his back slowly, "It's just the album?"
"What about it sweetie?"
He sighed with his hands still covering his face, "It's not perfect nor is it done. I've been working on this album for the last three months non-stop and I can't finish it. I'm such a disappointment."
"You are not a disappointment. You are one of the best and strongest human beings I have ever met. You have saved some many people lives with the music you have created. Don't you ever put yourself down."
He removed his hands from his face an gave a short but sweet kiss on the lips. "Thank you," he said.
"Now, let's get you something to eat. I don't remember the last time you had a proper meal instead of red bull." you both laughed.
You grabbed his hand and lead him down into the kitchen."So what do you want to eat?" you asked him as he sat down on a bar stool and you opened the fridge to see what was inside.
"I mean it's four in the morning."
"How about I make you some cinnamon rolls with icing?"
"Sounds good y/n," he said with a smile.
About an hour and a half later ...
"Wow these are so delicious," he exclaimed as he took another bite of the pastry.
"Thanks," you said grabbed a pastry for yourself.
As soon as he was done eating, he called the producers (I don't know how this aspect of music works ...) and told them that he wasn't going to go to the studio today. You guy spent most of the day laughing, eating, and watching movies. It was now about six p.m. and you and Tyler were full from all the junk food you guys had consumed throughout the day, so you didn't bother to make dinner.
"Hey, y/n, do you wanna come with me to help me with the music?" he asked.
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah." he laughed as he walked into his small music room.
You quickly followed him into the room and sat down next to him on the piano. He placed a few sheets of music, that you assume was unfinished, on his stand. He played the first melody and sang the few lyrics that he had written on it.
"I don't know what to add after this," he said turning to you.
You started to mess with the keys until you heard Tyler yell, which made you jump, "Thanks it!".
He grabbed a pencil and the sheet of paper with the music on it, "Can you play it again?" he asked.
You nodded your head and played the keys once again. Tyler wrote them a sheet of paper and began to play it from the beginning.
Within an hour he was almost completely done with the song, now he just needs Josh to add his part to the song. "Thanks for helping me finish the song and for last night. I don't know what I would do without you."
You blushed and he pulled you in for a long, passionate kiss. The both of you eventually let go of the kiss and stare into each other's eyes. You were like this for a couple of minutes until Tyler decided to talk. "Hey, do you want to go to Taco Bell?"
You laughed and so did he, "Way to ruin the moment."
"Oops." he said continuing to laugh, "So is that a yes or a no?"
"Sure why not."
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Kinda short ... maybe I'll update later again.
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twenty one pilots imagines
Fanfictionone shot imagines of Tyler and Josh, the two boys from Ohio . Story and cover by imcalledlashton