Split (Tyler Joseph x Reader x Josh Dun)

Eight

You're awakened by a loud high pitched whine, along with many other startled looking passengers. You glance between Tyler and Josh, who seem unfazed, both of them on their phones.

"What was-" you start, before another cry blares off. It finally sinks in that a baby is crying on the plane. "Oh..."

The boys chuckle at your previous delirious waking-up state.

"Don't worry, one time I almost flew out of my seat when I woke up to a baby crying," Tyler sympathizes with a smirk. "Oh yeah, and this other time Josh's head collided the the seat in front of him!"

Tyler bursts out into laughter and you can't help but laugh along; all you can imagine is Josh headbutting the seat in front of him after being woke up. Meanwhile, Josh is blushing and facepalming, attempting to hide his adorable yet extremely embarrassed look.

The thought slides through your mind, even though you always scold yourself when you think about the boys in such a light. But just this once you let it slide, telling yourself that it's true that Josh did indeed look adorable. Maybe it's time to accept things? You sigh a little.

Great, a new thing to be conflicted about...

***

You found yourself staring at Tyler's toned arm, his tattoos dotting all across it. They've probably been burned into you brain after the amount of time you spent spacing out and staring at them. At least he hasn't noticed yet, or at least called you out on it. Tyler and Josh always say that they get compulsive tattoos while on tour.

I wonder if I'll be getting one as well, you ponder, traveling deeper into the thought. It wouldn't be your first tattoo; thank goodness you've already experienced the stinging pain of a tattoo for the first time and had gotten somewhat used to it by the second tattoo. You never got a sleeve like Josh's, even though you've wanted one since you could remember. The idea of having one undeniably made you nervous, especially because of the fact that you could be denied a job due to the "unprofessionalism" of one.

You finally tear your gaze from Tyler's tattoo, instead deciding to look at your first tattoo on your wrist — it's like a wristband of watercolor, with random things like music notes and a treble clef dotted about. You turn your wrist around and your eyes fall on the brightest piece of the already colorful tattoo: a yellow sun.

You glance up at Josh, who is peering out the window, before looking back down to the tattoo. That's when it hits you: the most obvious reason for Josh always calling you "sunshine" is this tattoo. He had continually complimented it when you first had it done. You can't believe you hadn't come to this conclusion earlier. Maybe because it felt like he's been calling you that for so long, maybe even before you got the tattoo. Hell, you can't even trace back the last time you took a moment to take a deep look at the it and admire the piece of art.

You extend your arm out to take a look at your second tattoo. You specifically remember gripping Josh's hand for dear life when you got this one; it didn't hurt as much as the first, but it lasted longer, which caused you to believe that the pain was worst.

The tattoo was made up of a vortex that was modeled after the one from The Starry Night by Van Gogh placed in the center of the inside of your elbow — although it did have some differences, one being the great amount of blue and a smaller white vortex.

It took a keen eye, or rather one just paying good attention to the tattoo, to see small dates scattered about the inside. You had been quite proud of yourself after coming up with the idea based around the simple phrase of "looking into the past." Tyler adored the idea when you were brainstorming for it. A couple of the dates were things like your high school graduation, and the day your first remix was trending on YouTube, but the most important one (and the one you always looked at in times of need) was the night you met Tyler and Josh.