Pairing: Tyler Joseph x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1273

Request: Can you do a " tear in my heart" story? Like when the song says 'You feel asleep in my car I drove the whole time but that's ... etc.' -Am10395

Author's Note: Here's a fluffy little Tyler fic for all of you, obviously inspired by Tear In My Heart! Also, have no fear those of you in Josh's lane, there will be a Josh fic coming on Friday!

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You wrapped an arm around Tyler's waist and leaned into him a little bit. It had a long day of promoting the new album and fan interactions and you were looking forward to getting home and cuddling up in bed next to Tyler. There were still a few people that he had to talk to before you could leave.

"I'm almost done," he whispered.

He pressed a gentle kiss to the top of your head and you nodded against his shoulder. The sound of his voice slowly became a hum in the back of your mind as you closed your eyes. His hand was warm where it was holding onto your side, and for a moment you thought you would be able to fall asleep standing up.

"Y/N?"

"Hmm?" you hummed, opening your eyes again and straightening your posture.

"I have to go talk to those guys real quick, do you want to just wait here?"

"Yeah, I'll go take a seat."

Tyler pressed a kiss to your temple before following a couple guys into the next room. You collapsed down into a chair and began to scroll through your phone to kill what little bit of time was left before you could go home. Your timeline was full of pictures from the meet and greet today.

You weren't sure how long it was until Tyler came back, holding a few more papers than when he had left. He smiled as his eyes landed on you curled up in the chair.

"If I didn't know any better, I would have thought you were taking a nap."

"Almost," you sighed as you stretched out your legs. "I'm not sure how much longer I'll be able to stay awake."

"The good news is that we can leave now. I finished up the last bit of paperwork and we're good to go."

You held out a hand, prompting Tyler to grab it and pull you up to a standing position. In your tired state, you overshot your landing and ended up falling into Tyler's chest. He laughed as he wrapped an arm around you to keep you from falling to the ground.

"Are you sure you aren't drunk?" he laughed.

"Not drunk, just exhausted," you yawned.

"Let's get you out of here then so you can go to bed."

"Gladly."

You leaned into Tyler's side as you two headed out of the building and across the parking lot. He messed with some stuff in the trunk while you crawled into the passenger seat and used one of his sweatshirts from the backseat as a makeshift pillow. It wasn't the most comfortable thing in the world, but at this point you were too tired to care.

"That didn't take long."

"Shh."

"Sorry, didn't mean to disturb your rest," Tyler chuckled as he shut the car door behind him.

You were snoring before Tyler had even made it out of the parking lot. He took a moment to admire how peaceful you looked leaned up against the window for a moment before he pulled out onto the street.

Tyler hummed quietly to himself as he drove back towards your house on the outskirts of Columbus. It wasn't a super long drive, but the roads were covered in cracks and bumps that made driving require a bit more attention than he would have liked. Driving was supposed to be for thinking and listening to music, not being on the constant lookout for hazards that could be easily repaired.

He sighed as he carefully avoided another pothole, making sure not to shake the car too much so that your sleep wouldn't be disturbed. Surely he paid enough in taxes for them to pave the roads a bit better, right? At least the ones that were between downtown and where the two of you lived.

"What the heck," he muttered, narrowly avoiding another one.

He looked over to you, quickly searching for any signs that you had been woken up by his driving. You were still snoring lightly, completely unfazed by everything else going on around you.

Maybe writing a letter to the local government would change something? Or a song. Tyler was good at songs.

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"Are we home?" you whispered as the car shuddered to a stop.

"Yeah."

You groaned, "I don't want to move."

"Just stay right there."

You watched as Tyler grabbed things from the trunk and carried them into the house. The light from inside spilled out onto the pavement, illuminating the cobblestones that surrounded the door. He returned a few moments later, no longer carrying anything in his arms. You unbuckled and started to open your car door.

"Hold on!" Tyler said, picking up his pace a little to meet you just outside the car. "I'll carry you."

"What?"

"I'll carry you inside. I wouldn't want to make you walk when you're so tired," he grinned.

"Aww."

Tyler easily slid one arm under your legs and used the other to support your back. You grabbed your bag from the ground and helped him to close the car door. With the car shut and locked, you rested your head against his shoulder.

"Ow," you giggled as he accidentally smacked your legs against the doorframe.

"Sorry," he laughed. "Wasn't paying attention."

"It's ok, love."

It took a bit of teamwork to get the front door shut and locked, but the two of you managed to make it happen. Tyler carried you up the stairs and set you gently on the bed.

"Pajamas," you managed to mutter.

"I'll grab you some," he said, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

"Thanks."

You leaned back into the pillows until Tyler returned with some of your pajamas in his hand. He tossed them gently onto your stomach and then disappeared back down the stairs. While he finished up what he was doing, you got changed and crawled under the warm covers. Your eyelids were already growing heavy again.

The bed dipped with Tyler's weight when he finally joined you in bed. You were already half-asleep, but still had just enough awareness to register that Tyler had laid down next to you.

"Are you still awake?" he whispered.

You giggled in response, "Barely."

He rested a hand lightly on your arm, "Cuddle with me."

There was no way you would be able to deny a request as innocent as that. With what little energy you had left, you adjusted yourself so that you could wrap yourself around Tyler. He laced his fingers with yours and held your hand to his chest.

"Feel that?" he asked. His voice was hardly more than a whisper.

"You're alive."

"I am," he laughed. "I think you're the tear in my heart, you know?"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

You weren't sure if Tyler was actually being confusing or if you were just too tired to process what he was saying correctly. Regardless, he seemed genuine about what he was saying.

"It's like, my heart is my armor, but you allow me to open up. You're the tear that allows me to be vulnerable. Does that make sense?"

"I think so, Ty."

"I'm sorry, you're tired."

"No, no. I like listening to you talk."

"All you need to know is that I love you."

"I love you too."

You pressed a kiss to the back of Tyler's shoulder, given that it was about the only bit of his skin you could reach without moving your head too much. He gave your hand a light squeeze.

"You should sleep, love."

You smiled and held him a little tighter, "I'm already a step ahead of you."