Pairing: Tyler Joseph x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 532

Prompt: "Did you really think I was going to willingly admit that I accidentally ate your last Oreo?"

"Y/N!" Tyler called. "Can you come here?"

You got up from your desk and walked out to the kitchen. Tyler was standing there, looking longingly up at the cupboard. Your eyes immediately went wide as you realized what was going on.

He turned to face you as he heard you enter the room, "Do you know what happened to my secret stash of Oreos? They're missing."

You thought back to how you had snuck an Oreo the day before, thinking that there were still lots left and it would be harmless. Much to your dismay, however, you had realized that it was actually the last one when you went back for a second.

You shrugged, "Maybe Josh ate it when he was over."

Tyler shook his head, "That doesn't seem very like him."

"I don't know, babe. I'll make sure to pick some more up at the grocery store when I go tomorrow."

"Ok," he sighed, shutting the cupboard.

You walked back into the office and took a seat at your desk. Tyler continued to walk around in the kitchen, and you heard the front door open and close a few times. As you were in the middle of reading a news article, he came stomping into the room.

"What is this?" he asked, holding up an empty package of Oreos.

Your eyes went wide, "Where did you find that?"

"I went to take out the trash and found this in the trash bin."

"Did you pull that out of the trash just to incriminate me?"

He nodded proudly, "So you might as well fess up."

You sighed, "Fine, I ate your Oreos."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Did you really think I was going to willingly admit that I accidentally ate your last Oreo?"

He smiled, "I guess not, but you better watch your back."

You raised your eyebrows, "Is that a threat, Joseph?"

He smirked before turning on his heel and walking out of the room.

Later that night, you were bundled up on the couch reading a book. Tyler had been working on some stuff for the band for most of the day, so he had been relatively quiet since the Oreo incident earlier that morning. You were a bit cold, so you decided to make yourself some hot chocolate to warm yourself back up.

You walked into the kitchen and opened up the cupboard where you usually kept the hot chocolate. Much to your dismay, the box of hot chocolate powder was nowhere to be seen.

"Ty!" you called up the stairs.

"What?" he answered, his voice muffled.

"Where did you put the hot chocolate?"

There was the sound of footsteps upstairs before his head peered around the corner, "Why do you ask? Is it missing?" He was unable to hide the smile on his face.

You rolled your eyes, "Is this your idea of getting me back?"

"Maybe," he smiled innocently.

"Fine, I'll just make some tea instead," you answered, grabbing a tea bag.

Tyler's face immediately fell as he realized you had outsmarted him.

"I just can't win, can I?" he sighed.

"Not against me," you answered. "By the way, that last Oreo was amazing."