The Boy In The Yellow Bandana | Josh Dun x Reader || - //

Alas, the time has come. The lights turn from dark and dim, to vibrant yellow, lighting up the stage. A small drum beat kicks from the speakers, one of the lights dim onto the shirtless Josh Dun. The yellow bandana around his face shielded his smile that gave me goosebumps whenever I saw. I'm used to admiring him from the screen on my phone, but this, this is real life. He smashes the sticks down into the drums, the beat circling the entire crowd. It made it's way to me and my timid self. As I felt it, goosebumps grew across every area of my skin. During his rest in the song, he looked directly at me. HIs soul, his beautiful soul, peered right into my eyes. My stomach tingled with butterflies. Even with the bandana on I could tell he was smiling. And then Tyler came running onto the stage, jumping over his piano and landing just in time for the first beat of the chorus.
Later, after the concert, my friends and I waited along with dozens of other banditos, in the cold wind of Canada. A few hours had passed, we even thought about leaving, in fear we might get frostbite. I guess the others had the same idea. The group shrunk down, and as a few more people walked away, the doors to the side of the arena flew open. Security guards ran ahead and around the building, shielding the two men from the blinding lights from camera flashes. We yelled to get there attention, and the boy in the yellow bandana looked my way. He gestured for me to come with them, into their limo. My heart stopped for a good ten seconds. Soon a guard came over to the group, reaching out for my hand. My friends, along with everyone else were astonished. It wasn't fair to them, however I wasn't going to pass up a car ride with Twenty One Pilots. I let the guard take my hand as he lead me to the tinted car. In one of the leather seats in the neon passenger compartment, was a smiling Josh Dun, patting down the seat beside him. That night had just begun.