Warnings: None

Word Count: 2904

Authors' Note: We hope you enjoy this Beau-free chapter! :)

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February 2017 - The Grammys

You couldn't stop staring at yourself in the mirror as the stylist did the finishing touches on your hair. It was definitely a new experience for you, to be doted on by makeup artists and stylists, but it was something you could see yourself getting used to. The final product - in this case: you - was stunning to say the least.

Next to you, Jenna was pulling on her heels. The bright yellow of her dress kept catching your eye as she moved around the room, occasionally being stopped by her own stylists as they noticed little details that were out of place.

"Ok, you're done," the stylist smiled, resting a hand on your shoulder.

You turned your head slightly, admiring the waves in your hair and the elegant bun that the top half had been pulled into. The last time you had felt this beautiful was Jenna and Tyler's wedding, and that had been years ago.

"Thank you so much," you smiled, turning to the stylist. "My hair looks gorgeous."

"You look gorgeous," she said, returning your grin.

You grabbed your own heels from nearby and pulled them on before getting out of the chair that had been carried into the bathroom for this occasion. Slowly, you hobbled your way over to where Jenna was standing on her phone. Heels had never been your first choice of shoe, even for formal events, but you figured an exception had to be made for the Grammys.

"Are the boys ready?" you asked.

"Just about," Jenna answered, not looking up from her phone. "But I want to get a couple pictures of us before we head downstairs to meet them."

She finally looked up from her phone, getting her first proper glance at you. Her eyes lit up as she took in your appearance, from the glossy nude lipstick to your earrings.

"Y/N!" she gasped. "Look at you!"

"Look at me? Look at you!" you said, reaching out to rest a hand on her arm.

"Look at us!" she giggled, turning both of you towards the mirror.

Your eyes widened as you looked at your reflection standing next to Jenna's. It was weird to see the two of you dressed up like this after so many nights spent at her house in sweatpants with your hair thrown into messy buns. You couldn't stop yourself from smiling.

"We look like a couple of highlighters," you said.

"You heard Tyler, we have to wear yellow dresses."

"What an interesting choice."

"Hey, at least you'll match Josh's hair. Here, let's take a couple pictures."

Jenna pulled out her phone and together the two of you cycled through a variety of poses as Jenna took pictures. Even before seeing the final result, you knew at least a few of them would end up framed in your house.

"Alright, enough fun. We should get downstairs before Tyler has a fit."

You linked arms with Jenna and allowed her to lead you out into the hall. Even from the bedroom, you could hear the commotion downstairs from the boys and their own stylists. Your heart was pounding from the anticipation of seeing Josh all dressed up in a suit again, as well as what had happened the last time he was in a suit.

Jenna stopped you right in your tracks as you reached the corner that led to the stairs. You nearly ran straight into her, you had been so wrapped up in your own head.

"Hey, Ty!"

"Yeah?"

"Josh?"

"What's up?"

"Are you ready to see us?"

The boys both called back excitedly. Jenna turned to you with a smile before once again leading you down the stairs.

Your eyes automatically went to Josh, who was standing near the bottom of the stairs with his hands clasped behind his back. His suit was tailored perfectly to his frame, and his bright yellow hair looked amazing paired with the plain black and white fabric. You swore that your breath caught a little in your throat when he started smiling.

Jenna automatically went to Tyler and started gushing over him, to which Tyler did the same in return, so you casually made your way to Josh. Even while he was smiling, his mouth was hanging partially open in awe at you.

"Wow," he said, once you were only a few feet away from him. "You look... wow."

"Thanks," you grinned. "I wouldn't have this dress if it weren't for you."

Josh shook his head, "I was just helping because you haven't been to an awards show before. I didn't really-"

"Josh, I mean it. And you don't look half bad yourself, you know."

Josh finally quieted down and cast his gaze to the floor. His ears had already turned that all-too-familiar shade of pink.

"I, um, got you something," he finally said.

Your eyebrows shot up, "You got me something?"

"Yeah, you know, because... well, we wouldn't be here if it weren't for you helping us when we were first starting out. And now I'm dragging you along as my date... I just thought I should get you something."

Josh dug something out of one of his inner jacket pockets and handed it to you. The moment you saw that it was a velvet box, you felt all the color drain from your face.

"Josh... you didn't."

"I did," he grinned.

You pressed your lips together and slowly opened the box, revealing one of the most gorgeous necklaces you had ever seen. It was a simple silver chain with a small diamond at the end; it was prettier - and more expensive - than anything Beau had ever given you. Josh watched as you carefully pulled the necklace out of the box.

"Do you like it?"

"Like it? Josh, this is gorgeous."

"Here, I'll help you put it on."

Josh took the necklace from your hand and you spun around so that he could help, using one hand to carefully pull your hair out of the way. His fingers ever so slightly brushed against the back of your neck as he closed the clasp, very nearly giving you goosebumps all down your arms.

"Thank you," you smiled as you spun back around. "For the necklace and for helping me put it on, it's beautiful."

"I'm glad."

"Hey, I hate to ruin your moment," Tyler said, "but our ride is here and we can't be late."

"Right," Josh said, turning to his friend. "You have everything, Y/N?"

You grabbed your purse and rested a hand on Josh's outstretched arm. "Yep, I'm ready."

Tyler smiled, "Then let's get this party started."

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The beginning of the night had become a blur to you. As soon as you had exited out of the vehicle that brought you to the awards ceremony, you were bombarded by people shouting at you and blinded by constant flashing lights. This was not a life that you were used to and it seemed as though Josh wasn't either, as he made his way down the red carpet with you - Tyler and Jenna in tow. You looked over your shoulder to see that the two lovebirds were easily fitting into the scene, but when you looked back to the yellow-haired beauty beside you, it was easy to see that he was anxious. Walking to his side, you placed a hand on his arm and he looked down to you with a small smile, as though he had instantly been put at ease.

"Josh, your bowtie is looking a little crooked. Mind if I fix it?"

"No, go right ahead."

Smiling back to him, he turned toward you as you reached your hands up to fix his bowtie. You could feel his eyes staring over your face, but you refused to look up at him just yet. Once you were done adjusting it to make sure it sat just right, you decided to let your gaze move up to settle on his chocolate brown eyes. They had a way of immediately captivating you with their depth and his warm smile pulled you in. Just then, a series of flashes appeared and you just knew that that moment had been captured by the paparazzi. That could be a really bad thing in hindsight, but you didn't seem to care in that moment. You just started to go with the flow from then on, your confidence rubbing off onto Josh.

"I think that we should really get them going," you started, a grin appearing on your lips as you spoke as Josh stared at you, a bit concerned by what you had in store. "Let's just give them a bunch of poses. They'll eat it up."

Earning a laugh from Josh, he nodded in agreement and then the both of you decided to pull out every pose in the book. Anything from silly, to serious, to happy and then to... nearly romantic. Tyler and Jenna had seen what the both of you had planned and even decided to join in for a few of the shots. At the end of the carpet, you all were laughing and having a good time with one another, waiting a few moments before going inside. You decided that now was the best time to give the boys a pep talk.

"Once we go in there and settle in, the awards are going to start. So, I just wanted to take the time now to let you know what an amazing and crazy ride it has been being your manager. You guys deserve this nomination and you especially deserve an award. You're amazing and I... I love the both of you. Really."

This earned "aw"s from all three of them, causing you to laugh as Tyler pulled all of you in for a group hug.

Josh looked down to you with a smile after all of you had pulled away, "You're special to us, Y/N. You know that I lo- we love you too."

You, Tyler and Jenna all stared at him with quirked eyebrows for a few moments as his face progressively turned as red as a tomato. You weren't quite sure if what he had just said was a confession or accidental, but regardless, your heart was pounding in your chest.

"Come on, guys. Let's go find our seats," Jenna pointed out and dragged Tyler inside, with you and Josh following behind shyly.

Aside from some issues finding your seats and a brief debate about what order the four of you would be sitting in, the award show was going smoothly. Josh had seemingly relaxed now that there weren't photographers at every corner, pulling his attention in every which way. Although you were hesitant to admit it, you were enjoying the lack of eyes on you too. It was nice to not have to worry about every touch or glance you shared with Josh being caught by cameras and misconstrued on Twitter.

Tyler leaned over and whispered something in Josh's ear, which he responded to with a nod. You elbowed him lightly in the side to grab his attention.

"What?" he whispered.

"What was that about?" you asked, nodding your own head in Tyler's direction.

"He said he thinks one of the awards we're up for is after this one."

"Nervous?"

Josh's mouth curled up into a partial smile, "Yeah."

Your conversation was interrupted by the room bursting into applause for whoever had just finished giving their speech. You watched as the artist walked off stage and the next set of presenters walked up on stage. Next to you, you could see Josh's breathing pick up a little.

"Hey, it's going to be ok," you said, reaching over to rest your hand on his forearm.

Josh turned and looked at you. His eyebrows were pulled together in concern and worry was written all over his handsome features. Despite never saying a word, both of you knew exactly what the other was thinking. It was just how you and Josh worked.

You kept your hand on Josh's arm while the presenters did their little intro. Beside Josh, you could see Tyler's leg nervously bouncing. Jenna had one of her hands wrapped around his arm.

"And the award for best pop duo or group performance goes to..."

Josh moved his arm so that your palms were now pressed together. His fingers slid between yours and curled around your hand. Yours instantly did the same in response, as if this was the hundredth time Josh had held your hand and it was second nature by now. His grip was tight, but you hardly noticed. You were so busy trying to figure out what was going on that you nearly missed the announcement of the winner.

"Twenty One Pilots for their performance in Stressed Out."

The room erupted in applause once again. Cameras were on the four of you in an instant, monitoring your reaction to the award win. The boys and Jenna had already stood up, so you were quick to follow suit. Josh pulled you into a hug the moment you were on your feet.

"Congrats," you whispered in his ear, hoping he could hear it over the cheering around you.

"Couldn't have done it without you," he answered before pulling away.

You watched as Josh carefully stepped past Jenna, unable to keep the smile off your face as you thought of how far they had come. It seemed like just yesterday that they were playing shows in front of tiny crowds, and now they were accepting an award in front of some of the most influential musicians in the industry. A few tears were even starting to pool in your eyes.

And then you noticed Josh starting to unbuckle his pants.

At least, that's what you thought you were seeing. It wasn't until he pulled them down over his legs that you confirmed that that was, in fact, exactly what he was doing. On live television. In front of thousands of people. You looked to Jenna, gauging what kind of reaction you should be having in this situation, but she was acting completely unaffected by this entire chain of events.

As soon as the cameras were off of you, you stepped towards her and leaned close to her ear. "What is happening?"

"This has been their plan for years," she answered.

"To accept a Grammy in their underwear?"

Jenna grinned, "Exactly."

You nodded and scooted back towards your chair.

As the boys made their way up to the stage, Josh in his black boxers and Tyler in his striped ones, your eyes were glued to one person in particular. Obviously it wasn't Tyler, because that would just be weird, but the snack next to him was the eye candy that you needed. Initially, you thought this to be a bad idea... but the more that you watched as Josh stood there speaking into the microphone - also making you very proud of him - it was more of a blessing in disguise. Thank goodness the cameras weren't on you and Jenna anymore or else they would zoom in on the drool that you felt almost escape your lips. Your best friend knew you all too well and occasionally would look your direction to see how you reacted to seeing Josh up on stage. Once their speech was over, they picked up their pants and walked offstage with their award so that the ceremony could continue.

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Once the award show's festivities wrapped up for the night, you and Jenna were finally able to properly congratulate the boys for their accomplishments.

"I'm so proud of you two!" you shouted out to Josh and Tyler, big smiles plastered on their faces. Jenna laughed and nodded in agreement, giving Tyler a big hug and kiss on the lips.

"I knew that you and Josh would be able to do it, Ty."

"I couldn't have done it without you, Josh and Y/N. You guys really helped me through the processes and kept me grounded," he replied.

Your eyes teared up at Tyler's kind words and you then felt a pair of strong, warm arms wrap around you. Looking up, you saw that it was Josh giving you the nicest hug you'd ever received. Finding yourself not wanting to leave that spot, you slightly leaned into his embrace but didn't get to enjoy it before Tyler chimed in.

"Come on, guys! We should head out. We have that after party to get to, right?"

"Yeah! Let's go!" Josh exclaimed.

Removing his arms, to your dismay, and taking hold of your hand as he had earlier that evening, he started leading the way back to your ride. The driver would know just how to get there. You couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in your stomach as you thought about Josh having one too many drinks later to celebrate. You'd never had to deal with drunk Josh before and didn't know what would come of it. There have been many accounts of drunks spilling their feelings or doing things that they regret. Now that you thought more on it, you were scared that you were going to get too drunk. You would definitely hold out on the liquor this time. Piling into the car, you all took turns admiring the award and taking selfies with one another. It was one thing to act like children in public, but it was more than allowed in secret.