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THERE ARW PEOPLE PUTTING MY SHADOWPEACH YAOI ON TIKTOK?

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Chapter Sixteen

Where Did We Go | Series Masterlist

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2041

Author’s Note: I hope you enjoy this one! :) (picture credit)

“Thank you so much,” I smiled as I grabbed the bag of food from the counter.

“Have a nice day.”

“You too!”

I pulled my hood up over my head as I pushed the door open with my hip. A rainstorm had blown in over the weekend and for the last few days there had been constant showers of rain. My Vans were practically soaked through by the time that I made it across the parking lot to my car. I quickly set the food down in the passenger seat, next to the flowers that I had picked up from the grocery store, and stuck the key in the ignition. The drive to our house from here wasn’t exactly short and I didn’t want to let the food get too cold.

The rain was still coming down in sheets as I arrived home about twenty minutes later. Thankfully, I was able to park in the garage and avoid trying to get everything inside without getting it soaked. Getting the flowers out of the store and into the car without completely destroying them had already been enough of a task.

“Ty?” Y/N called as I closed the door to the garage.

“It’s me!” I answered.

I was so focused on double checking that all of the flowers were still in tact that I barely noticed Y/N coming down the hallway towards me. Thankfully, she was actually paying attention and managed to get out of the way before I totally ran into her. It was only once I passed her that I realized she was there.

“Oh, hi,” I smiled. “I got these for you.”

Y/N smiled as I handed the flowers and thai food to her.

“Is this from the place by your old apartment?” she asked, peering into the bag. “Isn’t that out of the way for you?”

“Only an extra five minutes or so, but it’s not a huge deal. It’s worth it because I know you love their thai food and we don’t get to have it as often anymore.”

“Thank you, Ty.”

She gave me a quick kiss before walking off down the hall towards the kitchen. I followed close behind, still carrying various documents and things in my arms. There were only a few final things that I needed to finish before the last meeting tomorrow, and then everything would finally be good to go. It was a huge weight off my shoulders.

While Y/N started to pile food onto plates and grab silverware, I set all of my stuff down on the table and began to arrange it so that it would be quicker to get through later. Now that it was the last week before tour, time was of the essence and I was going to take any free time that I could get.

“Do you want a Red Bull with dinner?” Y/N asked from the other room.

“I’ll just have water tonight.”

“You feeling ok, Ty?” she laughed.

“Yeah, I was just thinking about what you said the other night. I don’t think I need to have Red Bull with every meal anymore.”

She walked into the room carrying two plates of food and set them at the end of the table, out of the way of all of my folders. Before she had a chance to, I stepped back into the kitchen and grabbed the drinks that she had prepared for each of us: water for me and a vanilla Coke for her.

“Thank you,” she smiled as she sat down in her chair. “For all of this.”

I gave her a quick kiss before sitting down across from her. “Anything for you.”

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“Definitely the red beanie and black shirt,” Y/N nodded, taking another look between the two mockups. “I like the pop of color when you have the all black outfit and you don’t really get that with the red shirt.”

“Yeah, I think that’s what I was leaning towards too. Plus, it’s a nice contrast to the suits at the beginning of the show.”

“Did you sign off on those?” Y/N asked, her eyes going wide.

“I never showed you, did I?”

“I don’t think so.”

I grabbed my phone off the table and opened the photos app. Josh and I had gone to a fitting late last week to make the final alterations on the suits, which I had evidently forgotten to show Y/N. Once I found the correct picture, I passed my phone to her.

“Oh my god,” she said, her jaw dropping. “Oh my god.”

“You like it?”

“Tyler! You look hot.”

I could feel my face turning bright pink. Y/N started to smile when she noticed.

“Don’t be embarrassed! This is a really good look on you, Ty. The color and everything is amazing.”

“For real?”

“For real.”

She passed my phone back to me, kissing me as she did so. I wrapped an arm around her and pulled her into my side.

“So, after seeing that, still red beanie and black shirt?”

“Definitely. It will go well with the black paint.”

“Good point. Ok, I think that was everything I had to do,” I said. “Thank you for helping me out, things went a lot faster with you here.”

“Of course, I was happy to help. From the looks of it, this is going to be a really good tour.”

“I hope so.”

“Alright, why don’t you finish signing off on stuff and I’ll get everything ready to cut your hair.”

“Oh right,” I nodded. “We’re doing that tonight.”

“Unless you don’t want to?”

“No, that’s good, I just forgot is all.”

“Ok. Good luck.”

Y/N gave me one more kiss on the cheek before walking out of the room. I took a seat at the table and began to sign all the necessary papers, making sure to check them all for errors. Meanwhile, I could hear Y/N going up and down the stairs as she got the necessary things to give me a haircut. We always did it in the living room so that we could watch TV together.

“I’m ready whenever you are, Ty!” she called.

“Ok, I’m almost done! Just a few more papers.”

I quickly finished them up and tucked them away into the proper folders. If everything went to plan, there wouldn’t be any more forms for me to sign until the next tour. Once everything was arranged and cleaned up, I got up and walked into the living room to join Y/N.

“Alright, I’m r- what are you watching?”

On the TV was an old video of Josh and I circa 2011. I recognized it instantly, it was from one of the first big interviews that we had done as a band. My nerves had been running high that morning and, naturally, I had called Y/N to try and calm down a bit.

“Just some old interviews,” she smiled. “I thought it would be fun to watch while we cut your hair.”

“I like that idea.”

The video continued to play as I sat down in the chair and Y/N began to brush through my hair. I pulled the towel that she grabbed for me around my shoulders.

“Why did you let me wear that out of the house?” I asked, noticing the old choir shirt I was wearing. “Why wasn’t I wearing a nice button up shirt or something? And the white pants!”

“It’s not my job to tell you what to wear,” she said as she plugged in the clippers.

“Ok, fair enough, but you could have at least given me a push in the right direction. Josh looks decent, at least, but I look like a mess!”

“You look fine, Ty. And I’m about to shave the sides down, so don’t move.”

The mechanical whir of the clippers started up, masking some of the sound from the TV. I was appreciative of that, though I would never say it out loud. Hearing the way that I used to talk in old interviews had never really been a fun experience for me.

“Here, take a look at your hair,” Y/N said, passing me a mirror. “Is that a good length?”

I turned my head so that I could see better. “Yeah, that’s great.”

“Ok, I figured you didn’t want a super close shave since you’re keeping the top longer.”

“You’re right. Thanks for doing this, by the way.”

“Of course. I know if I didn’t, then the job would just end up going to your mom, anyway,” she laughed.

“You two are the only people that understand how I like my hair cut.”

“I know we are, love.”

The video we were watching faded out and came to an end. I started to reach for the remote, but before I had a chance to grab it another one started playing. This one was from much later, I could tell because Josh’s hair had changed from its natural dark color to bright purple. As soon as it popped up, I knew exactly which interview it was.

“Look at you! You’re wearing a nice sweatshirt in this one,” Y/N said.

“Much better than a stupid choir shirt.”

“Shh, you looked nice, Ty.”

“Did not.”

“Did too.”

“Did not.”

“Tyler.”

“Wait, quiet, this is my favorite part.”

It was much easier to hear now that Y/N had started cutting the top of my hair with scissors instead of the clippers. I leaned forward, still eager to hear every word that was said. This was the one interview that I would still occasionally watch from time to time, it never failed to put a smile on my face.

“So, Tyler, just the other day you made a very special announcement on Twitter,” the interviewer said. There was already a knowing smile on my face in the interview. “Do you care to comment on that?”

Y/N stopped cutting my hair and turned to watch the screen.

“I do,” I nodded. “I just recently announced that I am dating my wonderful girlfriend, Y/N. It’s been going on for awhile, but we decided that it was finally time that we made it public. She really is the most wonderful person in the world and I’m so lucky to have someone like her in my life. I want the world to be able to see even a fraction of the light that she brings into my life.”

“I didn’t realize that it was this interview,” Y/N smiled. “I really like this interview.”

“It was the first time that I officially talked about you in an interview.”

“And now you won’t stop,” she giggled.

“What can I say? I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Y/N started to cut my hair again, but I couldn’t stop sitting there and smiling like an idiot. Everything that I had said about her then was still true, if not even more so than before. I could talk about her for hours if given the chance, although that wasn’t really the point of the interviews. There were just so many things about her to love.

“Alright, Ty, I think your hair is done.”

“Let’s go look.”

I grabbed Y/N’s hand and practically pulled her up the stairs to our bathroom, which had the best mirror in the house. She stood off to the side while I flipped on the lights and got the first good look at my hair.

“It looks perfect,” I said, examining it from all angles. She had taken all the excess length off without making it too short. “I don’t know how you do it.”

“I’ve been giving you the same haircut for five years, you get pretty good at it after awhile.”

“Thank you. That’s one less thing on our tour checklist.”

Y/N and I high fived before I pulled her in for a hug. She laughed quietly into my shoulder as I rocked us back and forth.

“I’m looking forward to tour with you, Ty.”

“I am too,” I smiled. “It’s going to be a lot of fun.”

There was just something else I had to get out of the way first.

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