Hometown - Twenty One Pilots

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EGG!!!! I am back with a new chapter, I'm pretty sure this is gonna be some Dreamnotnap so yeah know, all of them, not like my last one that I think was Dreamnotnap this is an actual ship between all of em so yeah. And now into the story, I don't like keeping people to long befor the story.

Type: fluff I think a little bit of angst, idk, mix.

Warnings: swearing

Bonus: poly uwu

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No POV:

The blondes mind was fuzzy and full of thoughts as he drove, it was winter and he was coming home for the holidays, the roads were empty and dark as he drove, there was snow covering the roads as he drove, the wiper blades clearing the snow from the windshield. It had been a few years since the blonde had come home, to say the least he was somewhat nervous, his town was small, it felt like everyone knew each other when he lived there. He was looking forward to seeing his family the most.

"Meow" he was shaken from his thoughts as he heard a somewhat quiet mewl from his cat in the carrier in the seat besides him, what was he supposed to do, just leave his cat at home? No, not a chance. "We'll be there soon Patches, I promise" he said to his furry companion, looking over at her in her cat carrier. He smiled softly, before fixing his eyes back on the road.

After a while more of driving he saw the familar sign 'welcome to Craft County, population _____' the population sign was covered by the snow, 'of course' was all he thought as he kept driving. It took a little bit but he eventually got to where the homes actually were, driving with the music softly playing on the radio. He hummed along to the song softly

"Where were from, there's no sun
Our hometowns in the dark" the blonde softly sung along to the radio before laughing softly, at the moment his hometown was actually in the dark. He sighs softly as he saw the familar house he grew up in come into view. Pulling I got he driveway and picking up Patches in her carrier, he walked up to the door, knocking on it softly for it to be opened by his mum "Clay! Sweetie, your a day early, how lovely!" She exclams taking his cat from him so he can go get his luggage, "well yeah, I thought I was gonna get here tomrrow but I guess not" he said coming back in after getting his luggage.

After a small catch up with his parents and siblings he excused himself to go up to his room, the drive was long, and he was tired, he just wanted to sleep. Getting up the stairs and opening the door, he was greeted with the nestolgic feeling of seeing his childhood bedroom, not much had changed. He still had his old, kinda shitty PC, all of his old game posters still huh up on the walls, fairy lights his sisters put up above his bed, he wondered if they still worked. He walked over for them to turn on the lights and to his surprise they still worked.

"Well it's good to finally be invited over to your house Clay" the brunette said to the blonde, having the youngest male hum in agreement, "heh well i mean I wanted to wait till the right time I guess" he responded, opening the door to his bedroom, the fairy lights his sister put up a few days pior twinkling softly.

"You have fairy lights in your room?" The youngest asked, biting back a laugh "thats, my, my sisters put them up" the blonde said somewhat embrassedly. "I like them" the oldest of the group said, making the blonde look over at him.

Clay smiled softly as the memory from his childhood friends entered his mind, he guesses he never took down the lights because the other two liked them, Clay always valued their opinion on everything. He continued to look around his old room, he walked over to the bookshelf, seeing all the old photos of him and his childhood friends. He picked up the one of him and his friends in high school, it was taken at prom, they said they'd go was a group but the blonde ended up feeling as a thirdwheel because of the fact that shortly before prom his other two friends started to date each other, he sighed softly, placing the photograph down and flopping back on his bed, he knew the holidays were gonna be long if he ran into them. He hoped he wouldn't run into them, before he knew it, he had fallen asleep.

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