Warnings: None (except maybe some fluff without plot)

Word Count: 2480

Request: Someone on Tumblr​ sent me this prompt: "Hi friends just here to remind you not to imagine your otp on a hammock together. Don't imagine Person B is asleep on Person A's chest and definitely don't imagine Person A with one foot on the floor so they can rock the hammock in hope of keeping Person B asleep" as well as some of her favorite tropes, and this fic was born :)

Author's Note: I thought all of you could do with some nice fluff after the last chapter of PMW that I put you through :) hopefully this makes up for it!

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Tyler's fingers were laced comfortably between yours as you walked down the beach, enjoying the crashing of the waves and the first break from tour that the two of you had had in months. Clouds lingered overhead, but the air was still warm and dry so you had decided to stay out just a little longer. There would be plenty of time for lounging around the house you two had rented later.

"Do you want to walk in the ocean?" Tyler asked.

You turned to look at him, admiring the way his brown eyes were shining in the sunlight. His eyebrows were raised slightly, waiting for your answer.

"Yeah, let's do that."

You allowed Tyler to lead you closer to the water. The two of you only went ankle-deep at first, adjusting to the cooler temperature of the water from the warm sand you had been on a moment before. Slowly, the two of you inched farther into the ocean until the water was lapping around your knees. Tyler came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, letting his head fall forward until it was resting on your shoulder.

"I'm surprised you haven't tried to splash me with water yet," you laughed, resting your own arms on top of his.

"I thought about it, but then you'll be upset with me and if you're upset with me then you won't cuddle with me when we get back to the house."

"Wouldn't that be a tragedy."

"It would indeed," he murmured against your ear before pressing a kiss to your cheek.

The two of you stood in the water for awhile, admiring the distant crashing of waves and the way the water rippled around your feet. Tyler would occasionally hum a quiet melody, most likely without fully realizing what he was doing. It was a common occurrence.

"Did you feel that?" you asked.

"Feel what?"

"I thought I felt a raindrop."

You turned and looked overhead. A few dark clouds were in the sky, but the forecast that morning hadn't had any indication that there would be a rainstorm. Tyler held a hand out with his palm to the sky. Droplets of water slowly started to fall onto his hand.

"Looks like you were right."

"We should get back to the house before it picks up."

The two of you made your way back to the sand, picking up your sandals on the way, and started to walk down the beach. Tyler laced his hand with yours again, though the lazy pace you two had been going at earlier had been abandoned. Now, you were moving quick to try and beat the approaching storm.

You had only made it about halfway back to the house when it really began to pour. Your hair was falling into your face, water droplets dripping from your soaking strands of hair to the tip of your nose. Tyler wasn't having the same problem, since he had decided to wear a baseball hat for your outing. You were actually kind of enjoying being out in the pouring rain, feeling the water hit your bare skin and bounce off the sand.

"I think we're almost there," Tyler said. His head was turned towards the houses that lined the coast, carefully watching for the one you had been staying in.

"It's ok, Ty, I'm in no rush."

Tyler turned to you, his eyebrows furrowed. "But it's pouring down rain?"

"It's nothing I haven't gotten used to after living in Ohio."

He sighed and looked out towards the expanse of beach in front of you, "I suppose. I just thought, since it's vacation, you would be upset it's raining."

"Of course not. As long as we're together and somewhere other than Columbus, that's a good vacation to me."

Tyler used your linked hands to pull you into his side so that he could fully wrap an arm around you. You practically stumbled into him, but he caught you and kept you from falling with hardly any effort.

"You're right. Being together is all that matters."

"Not to mention that sharing a kiss in the rain is always romantic."

"Sounds like someone is trying to send me a hint," Tyler laughed.

"Maybe."

He stopped walking and turned both of you so you were now face to face. His hands automatically went to your hips, holding you close. You smiled and reached your hand up to his hat, spinning it around so that you didn't accidentally run into it when you inevitably ended up kissing him. His eyes didn't leave you the entire time.

"So are you going to kiss me or what?"

"I was just taking a moment to admire you," he smiled.

You moved your hand from where it was resting up to his cheek, lightly tracing the stubble that had begun to grow there. Sometimes you wondered how you had ended up with someone so handsome, talented, and kind hearted.

"Then I'll take a moment to admire you too."

You stood still for a moment, letting the rain pour down on you and looking into each other's eyes until you both started laughing. Tyler wrapped his arms tighter around you, fully pulling you into a hug. You leaned your head into his chest, letting him sway you side to side.

"Ok, ok, I think I owe you a kiss," Tyler said once his laughter died down.

You leaned back, but still kept your arms wrapped around him. He let go of you so that he could rest his hands on either side of your face and pull you closer until your lips met. Rain ran down your face, pooling against Tyler's fingers where they were resting on your cheek. You didn't care, all that mattered was the warmth of Tyler's lips against yours.

Thunder cracked overhead, interrupting the kiss you and Tyler had been sharing. You both looked to one another with wide eyes, still holding onto one another tightly.

"We need to get back to the house."

"Agreed."

Tyler took hold of your hand and the two of you went running off down the sand. He readjusted his hat back around the right way and you held a hand up to your forehead in a vain attempt to keep rain from falling into your eyes and blurring your vision. You tried your best to keep up with Tyler's pace, though it was hard when the sand kept squishing beneath your feet.

The two of you practically collapsed through the front door as lightning briefly illuminated the now-dark sky outside. Tyler began to laugh as he pulled his soaking hat off and tossed it on the bench near the door, revealing equally damp hair beneath. You smiled and pushed your own wet strands of hair back from your forehead.

"Definitely didn't expect that to happen," you smiled.

"Neither did I," he answered, ruffling his hair a little. Drops of water flew off of it and hit you in the cheek. "But I would say we did a good job of making the most of it."

"For sure."

Tyler grabbed your hips again and pulled you into another kiss. His lips were still wet, but it was just as sweet as any other kiss.

"Alright, Ty, I'm going to go hop in the shower to warm up real quick, get into some fresh clothes, and then we can figure out what to do from here."

"Why don't you just get straight in the shower? I'll toss some of your clothes in the dryer so they're warm when you get out."

"Perfect," you smiled, giving him another quick kiss on the cheek.

You carefully stripped off your soaking clothes and wrung them out over the sink so that they wouldn't drip quite so much when you hung them up. The water was warm on your body when you finally stepped in, slowly chasing the chill from beneath your skin. You took your time washing your hair and rinsing salt water from the lower part of your body. By the time you were stepping out of the shower, you felt completely refreshed.

"Are you out of the shower?" Tyler called.

"Yeah!"

You heard Tyler's footsteps as he walked around the house, followed by the mechanical clunk of the dryer door. A few moments later, he popped his head in the door and handed you some clean, warm clothes.

"Thanks, Ty."

"Of course."

Not wanting to steal the bathroom from Tyler much longer, you quickly pulled on the comfy clothes he had brought you and dried your hair. He was in the middle of the living room when you finally left the bathroom, standing in front of the TV with his arms crossed. From the looks of it, he was watching the news.

"I was just seeing what they were saying about the storm," he said, noticing the look of confusion on your face. "Looks like it will pass by tonight, but we're going to be stuck at the house unless we want to brave the pouring rain again."

"I'm sure we can make do here," you said. "Why don't you go hop in the shower? I'll warm up some clothes while you're getting clean."

"Good idea," he smiled, shutting off the TV.

While Tyler got in the shower, you dug through his suitcase for his favorite sweatpants and the shirt that he liked sleeping in, on the rare occasion that he decided to wear a shirt to bed. You tossed them in the dryer while he showered and went to sit on the porch in the meantime. It wasn't often that you got to hear thunderstorms and you wanted to take full advantage of this opportunity.

It wasn't until Tyler called out to you from the bathroom that you finally left the porch to grab his clothes for him. He happily took them from you and closed the bathroom door again. This time, you decided to wait in the living room, knowing it would be hardly any time until he was out of the bathroom and ready to spend the evening with you.

"Alright, what's the plan?" Tyler asked, running a hand through his wet hair.

"Well, it's still early in the afternoon. We could watch a movie?" Tyler's nose scrunched. "You don't like that idea?"

"We can watch movies after dinner tonight. What if we sit out on the porch?"

"I thought you didn't like storms?"

"I don't, but I know that you do and I wouldn't mind spending some time out on the hammock cuddling with you."

You smiled, once again finding yourself wondering how in the world you had gotten so lucky. Tyler matched your smile and held a hand out to you, helping you up from the couch. He pressed a quick kiss to your cheek as you walked out to the back porch where a hammock was strung up.

"Ok, we have to be careful about this," Tyler laughed as he sat down. "Otherwise we're going to end up on the ground."

"Why don't you get comfortable first? Then we'll work from there."

Tyler carefully laid down in the middle of the hammock, occasionally letting a look of sheer panic cross his face as the hammock wobbled a little more than he was comfortable with. You tried not to laugh since he was already doing something he was uncomfortable with in order to be out here with you in the first place.

"Ok, I think I'm comfortable and balanced."

"Alright, I'm going to try and lay next to you, then. You might have to shift in order to keep the balance even."

"Ok."

After a bit of wobbling and a couple worried outbursts, you and Tyler had finally made yourselves comfortable on the hammock. Your head was rested comfortably on his chest and one of his arms was keeping you held close to him, preventing you from rolling right off the side. Tyler also let one of his legs drape over the edge so that he could slowly sway you two from side to side.

"Thank you for taking me on this vacation, love," Tyler murmured. "It was much needed."

"Thank you for coming with me. I've had a great time so far."

"I wish we never had to leave."

"I know. Me too."

You began to idly trace your fingers along Tyler's tattoos, admiring how the ink contrasted against his skin. His tattoos were something you had always loved about him, even before you knew the deeper meaning behind them.

"I love you so much, Y/N. I hope you know that."

"I do know that. And I hope you know that I love you too."

"Can I pretend to forget so that you'll say it again?"

"I love you, Tyler Joseph."

"Ok, now I remember," he smiled.

You laughed and turned a little further into Tyler's chest, hiding your face from view. He joined your laughter and rubbed his hand along your arm, letting his fingers just barely ghost over your skin.

More thunder cracked overhead, making Tyler tense for a moment. You fully wrapped your arm around him, applying what little bit of pressure you could manage from the position you were laying in. After a moment, he relaxed again and returned to running his fingers along your arm. With the waves of the ocean crashing in the distance and Tyler beside you, breathing steadily and running his hand along your arm, you thought you might be able to fall asleep right there.

"My eyes are getting heavy," you mumbled into his chest.

"You can nap, if you want. You deserve the rest and it's really not going to get more peaceful than this."

"You sure?"

"I'm sure."

You adjusted your body slightly so that you were more comfortable and allowed your eyes to close. Things were quiet for a moment until Tyler began to softly sing one of the many love songs that you two liked to listen to together. His fingers lightly tapped against your arm, playing the imaginary accompanying piano keys. Before he had even finished the first song, you were asleep.

Tyler didn't realize that you had fallen asleep until you began to lightly snore against his chest. His singing slowly came to a stop and his arm rested on your hip, holding you tightly enough that you wouldn't accidentally fall off the side of the hammock but not so tight as to wake you. He soon realized that his own eyelids were growing heavy. A nap definitely didn't sound like a bad idea.

He let his head roll to the side as his eyes fluttered closed. The thunder had calmed down, leaving just the steady patter of rain on the roof overhead. Not that it mattered, as long as you were next to him he felt safe.

Before he knew it, he was asleep too.