Tyler Joseph just got back home a few hours ago from being on tour for the past 4 months straight.

Tyler is currently laying across the white couch by the large window with a soft blanket over him and a white cushion propped up against the arm of the couch where he leaned his head up against; whilst you sat across from him on the larger L-couch. You two were just talking every now and then about random stuff that happened whilst Tyler was on tour —before the sound of Tyler’s stomach growling had cut him off mid-sentence causing you both to laugh a little. You had asked if Tyler wanted a midnight snack as you’d started recording Tyler on your phone to post on instagram—'just cause he looked so cute' is what you told yourself.

“i want a sandwich-“ Tyler answered after a short hesitant pause before chuckling softly at himself as he seen you grinning with your phone pointed at him.

“..With ham, and cheese and mayonnaise and mustard” Tyler said in a soft raspy voice—strained from singing almost every single night for months in a row.

“And doritos smashed up inside of it.” Tyler said with a smile creeping on his face again before he bit it back and pulled his blanket further up his body before lifting his arm up and rubbing his temple slightly.

“….Please” Tyler added after a long pause with a soft tired expression on his face just staring at you.