Band Member Oneshots

Big Brother Duties

Being Josh Dun's younger sister was one thing but being Jack Barakat's girlfriend was a whole other concept in itself. Although of very accepting nature, your brother judges it necessary to caution the guitarist but only in the most brief way. After all, that's all that's needed.

For two men that were born on the exact same day and year, they sure had two distinct personalities. Although the instrument they mastered set them apart, distinct lifestyles, different perspectives on life and unique musical tastes were primarily the factors which made them contrast.

This observation, you came to realize, was a product of three events that occurred in the last few months of your life. In succession, you were a witness to somebody's career taking on a new direction, you embarked on a childhood dream and you also feel in love unexpectedly. Not that you were in the position to complain; thousands of girls would have loved to be in your shoes.

Being Josh Dun's younger sister was one thing but being Jack Barakat's girlfriend was a whole other concept in itself. The fact that fate had wanted for them to co-occur in unison was mind-blowing, if not a fantasy.

However, being Josh's sister wasn't all rainbows and unicorns. Unbeknownst to most, the latter obligatory involved 3 AM phone calls discussing the science of drumming, light teasing, and unfortunately being mocked for your intense fangirling, particularly over the Baltimoreans that made up pop-punk band All Time Low.

Then again, since your relationship with the Lebanese guitarist was initiated by your older brother, you had absolutely no right to complain about his badgering ways. If anything, you should be grateful for them.

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"We're going on tour with All Time Low. Wanna meet them?" your older brother Josh asked casually as he stampeded into the shared New York suite, after arriving from a day-long business meeting with Fueled by Ramen. The fact that you were tagging along on this trip was an opportunity that went beyond gratefulness.

"What? Why?" you replied from your bedside reading position in extreme confusion, your eyes leaving the printed ink in your hands to find a buoyant Josh sitting at the foot of the room's second Queen sized bed.

"Twenty One Pilots is co-headlining with All Time Low. Me and Tyler want to meet up with them before going on the road. Do you want to join us when we do?" he explained in a rational tone, his eyes and voice warm, evidently set on delivering immense news.

"What?" you asked in complete confusion, your back straightening as you squinted your eyes and furrowed your eyebrows in Josh's direction, still not comprehending what had been said despite his many efforts.

"Do you want to meet All Time Low or not?" this time Josh's voice took on an irked tone, unfortunately not contributing to your already limited comprehension of the situation.

"What?" you demanded explanation once more, still completely confused by the situation, your eyebrow furrowing deeper into concentration.

"Seriously (Y/N)?" he reprimanded, his arms crossing over his chest before attempting to explain one last time. "How many times do I have to repeat myself so it's clear to you? Me and Tyler are touring with All Time Low so we—"

"-You're going on tour with All Time Low?" your exclamation cut off his explanation, a result of your brain fully comprehending the nature of the information. Then as confusion littered your brain once more, you sprung up to sit sideways on the foot of your bed in order to communicate better with your brother. "But how? You guys aren't even the same style of music!"