"For those of you who just tuned in, I'm Anna from Alternative Press and I have with me, riding high after their incredibly successful world tour, Slade, Leighton, (Y/N) and Jesy – The Midnight Bandits."

The four of you gave a quick greeting to the camera before directing your attention back to the interviewer.

"So, guys, before the break, we spoke about the tour and you shared some information on the new album; now it's time we get to the fun part..."

"Oh, that can only mean one thing. Fan questions right?" Leighton chuckled.

"It is actually!" Anna answered, surprised. "How did you know that?"

"Whenever interviewers have something 'fun' in store for us, it's generally always fan questions," Slade explained. "And it's rarely ever fun. They ask the weirdest shit."

"Yeah, like other bands play games and stuff, but we just get interrogated," Jesy added.

"Not to say that we hate answering fan questions, we love engaging with fans," you jumped in. "It's just, yeah, they ask some pretty weird shit." The four of you laughed, thinking back to all the awkward fan questions you'd answered in the past.

"Don't take it personally, we love you guys," Slade spoke to the fans through the camera. "Just lay off the crack for a little bit."

"They're just really passionate," Anna giggled. "They want to know as much about you as they can."

"Yeah, including whether or not Leighton has ever had Skype sex," Slade snorted, the rest of you laughing in response.

"Hey, that question was directed to both of us, dude," Leighton defended.

"Mainly to you, though. They added 'or Slade?' as an afterthought."

"What was the answer?" Anna questioned cheekily.

"That... is irrelevant," Leighton spoke, closing his eyes and raising his hands, causing the room to begin laughing again. "You gonna ask us those questions or not?"

"Alright, alright. Touchy," Anna smirked as she shuffled through the cards she held in her hand. "Okay, the first one is from @heavydirtyslade and her question is: 'Have any of you guys have ever been in handcuffs?' Oooo."

Leighton, Slade and yourself all shook your heads no as Jesy pulled her mouth to the side and timidly raised her hand, earning a collective gasp from the rest of you.

"Oh! We've got a bad girl over here!" Anna exclaimed through a chuckle.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait," Slade turned to face her. "You've been in handcuffs like you've been arrested, or like in the bedroom?"

Jesy's face flushed as she sucked her teeth and whispered, "That wasn't part of the question."

"You kinky little shit!" Leighton gasped, nudging Jesy with his elbow.

"Moving on!" she declared.

"Alright, this one is from @summerof2001, and her question is: '@(Y/N)(Y/L/N) who is your celebrity crush?' I wanna know the answer to this too, actually," Anna leaned in closer.

The boys 'oooohed' as you shifted your gaze to the ceiling and ran your tongue over your teeth.

"Mm, who is it, (Y/N)?" Jesy pressed while advancing on you, clearly amused.

"Shut up, Jesminda!" you snapped at her, shifting in your seat.

"Come on, (Y/N/N), you already talk about him all the time. How is now any different?" Leighton chirped with a sly grin.

"(Y/N), now you have to tell us!" Anna said excitedly.

"I don't have to tell you anything," you huffed, crossing your arms over your chest.

"(Y/N) has a crush on a certain drummer..." Jesy started; you gasped and jumped to clamp a hand over her mouth, trying your best to prevent your friend from spilling the identity of your crush. "WHO GOES BY THE NAME OF JOSHUA DUN!" she managed to yell out.

The room erupted in a mixture of laughter, whistling and cheering as you wished that the floor would open up and swallow you.

"Really? Josh Dun?" Anna asked, grinning from ear to ear.

"Yeah! She loves him!"

"Slaaadddeee," you whined, closing your eyes and shaking your head.

"Literally all she ever talks about is how amazing he is," Jesy said, shooting you an evil glare.

"And how much she really wants to go to a twenty one pilots concert. For obvious reasons," Leighton wiggled his eyebrows suggestively as the other two band members laughed and you hid your face in your hands.

"Have you ever met him?" Anna asked.

"No, no I haven't," you sighed, face still in your hands.

"Well, someone needs to fix that."

~

"Ha, and you didn't believe me when I told you that she had a crush on you," Tyler commented from his lounging position on the hotel bed, folding his arms and smiling triumphantly.

Even though the interview had ended, Josh still sat staring at the phone screen in his hand; he felt like he was dreaming, and he half-expected to be awoken by his alarm any second, dissolving the lovely feeling he had inside of him after watching the interview by bringing to light the fact that he'd been dreaming.

But he wasn't dreaming.

He was genuinely awake, he had actually watched the interview, and you truly did have a crush on him.

He smiled so hard that his face began to hurt.

"Dude, we need to do that 'band interviews band' thing."

~

"What about this? Wait, no, this. Nah, that's tacky. Maybe... ugh, I wore that last time we were on. Oooo, this could work. No, it doesn't match. But this might. Wait! No-"

"Oh my fuck!" Leighton threw his hands up in frustration. "Just choose something! It's an interview, not a fashion show."

"Leave her be. She wants to look her best for Jishwa," Jesy winked as she strolled past you and to the mirror.

"Maybe I just shouldn't go," you sighed. "Yeah, I like that idea."

"Um, we organised this entire thing because of you. You can't just not show up," Slade scoffed.

"But I have nothing to wear," you pouted, looking around at the piles of your clothing sadly.

"Wear a twenty one pilots shirt," Leighton sniggered, stopping when one of your shirts landed over his face. "Rude," came his muffled response.

"Come on, babe. I'll help you look," Jesy said, scrunching her face as she surveyed the clothes on the floor.

"Well, you'd better hurry," your manager said as he entered the room. "If we're not there in the next 45 minutes, they'll be no one for you to impress."

~

You sat scrolling through Instagram as Jesy approached you; you didn't notice her presence until she kicked your shin.

"Ow!" you frowned, looking up at her.

"Look who just walked in," she said, motioning to the other side of the room.

"Oh my god," you squeaked, standing up so quickly you almost lost your balance, but Jesy caught you.

"Easy, tiger," she chuckled.

"Shit, they're coming this way. What do I do?" she whispered urgently.

"Just calm down and be cool," Jesy stated calmly.

"Calm and cool are two things that I'm definitely not. Just... just tell them I'm going to the bathroom."

"What? (Y/N), no-"

But you had already scurried off. Jesy sighed and turned around to face Tyler and Josh, beaming. "Hey, guys. Great to finally meet you."

"Likewise," Tyler smiled before frowning a little and pointing in the direction you ran off in. "Where did (Y/N) go?"

"(Y/N)? Oh, she... went to the bathroom."

Josh furrowed his eyebrows and jerked a thumb over his shoulder. "Pretty sure the ladies room is that way..."

"Uh..."

"Guys, we're on in two. Gotta take our seats," Leighton called out. "Where's (Y/N)?"

"She went to the bathroom," Jesy said, walking towards him.

"She did?" Slade voiced. "The bathroom is that way, and I swear I saw her go-unf," he stopped mid-sentence and groaned when Jesy punched him in the abdomen.

"Shut up," she sneered through clenched teeth.

~

"Hi, we're twenty one pilots."

"And we're The Midnight Bandits."

"And you're watching Alternative Press's Artist On Artist."

"First question," Slade began, clearing his throat before continuing. "Alright, we're gonna give you two options and you have to choose one, okay? Fall Out Boy or Panic! At The Disco?"

"Aw, no. I can't-I can't answer that," Josh said, shaking his head and looking at Tyler.

"Fall Out Boy," Tyler stated without missing a beat. "That one was easy."

Josh chuckled along with your band as Slade added, "Why Fall Out Boy?"

"Obviously, they both make really good music, but Brendon's a weirdo," Tyler said, giving a smile and a small giggle to indicate that he was in fact joking.

"Okay, uh, what is your favourite song to perform live and why?" Josh read off of the card in his hand.

"Oooo, that's a tricky one," Jesy said, the rest of you nodding in agreement.

"Yeah, I don't think there's any song we don't enjoy playing live, to be honest. They all have their own significance, so it's kinda hard to pick just one," you remarked, trying to keep your voice steady while you looked at Josh, even though your hands were shaking.

"Although, whenever we play Degenerate live, it always has an insane vibe," Leighton piped, snapping his fingers as the rest of you nodded and voiced your agreements. "The crowd's always hyped for that one."

"So, you did a cover of My Chemical Romance's song Cancer not too long ago; out of all their hits, why did you choose this one?" Jesy asked.

"I think, we both really wanted to do a My Chemical Romance cover just because we both admire them so much and they're so talented and really embodied the whole group thing..."

"It also incorporated our whole theme too," Josh chimed.

"Yeah, yeah," Tyler confirmed as he fiddled with the cards in his hands. "Let's see... when on tour, obviously, everyone's living in close quarters; do you guys ever fight and what was the pettiest argument you've ever had?"

"It was the shower," Slade remarked.

"Definitely the shower," Leighton added, toying with the rips in his jeans.

"Yeah, that was really petty," Jesy concurred as she readjusted the choker around her neck as you started to explain.

"We were getting in the shower and it was supposed to be five minutes per member, but I took longer than five minutes and I went when I wasn't supposed to," you explained and gestured towards Slade, "It was his turn, I think, so,"

"And then we got on the bus and (Y/N) was like, 'Are you still mad at me?' and Slade just had the bitchiest face on like, 'Yeah'," Leighton laughed.

"Josh takes super long showers too," Tyler mentioned and your band 'oooohed'. "So you have something in common there, (Y/N)."

"Not just that," Jesy smirked as she pointed between you and Josh as the blood rushed to your cheeks. "They'd be so cute together, like, they're both drummers and they have the nose rings and pink hair..."

"Should we just leave?" Tyler said to Slade, Leighton and Jesy, the four of them laughing their asses off as you and Josh cowered in embarrassment.

"Next question," you huffed, cheeks still rosy pink.

~

"I love how you guys just continually throw a girl under the bus like that," you snapped at your bandmates as you stood in front of them with your hands on your hips.

"Oh, come on, we're trying to hook you guys up," Slade rolled his eyes, nudging you as he walked past.

"And you're doing a marvellous job at that," you retorted.

"Uh, actually, yeah, I think we are," Leighton commented, eyes directing you to turn around, which you did, and sure enough, Josh was walking towards you.

"Shit, guys, what do I-" you turned back around to address your friends, but they'd already scattered. "Assholes," you muttered under your breath as you felt Josh's hand on your shoulder, sending a jolt of electricity through you.

"Hey," he smiled broadly at you.

"H-hey," you stammered, eyes wide at the realisation that you were actually talking to him.

"So, it's, ahem, great to finally meet you. I've been looking forward to this for a really long time," he confessed, sincerity evident in his voice.

"Seriously?" you asked, bewildered as he nodded in response. "Well, I'm sorry that my friends made it so weird."

"Oh, no, it's cool. I mean, Tyler didn't exactly make it any better," he let out a nervous chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck. "So, is there, uh, any chance that you'd maybe wanna, um, hang out... sometime?"

You were so shocked that you couldn't even answer him; you just stood there, staring like an imbecile.

"Right, of course you don't. Sorry," he started to walk away.

"No, no, no, no, no," you pleaded, worriedly grabbing onto his bicep. "I mean, yes, I'd love to hang out with you."

He flashed you that magnificent smile of his and handed you his phone. "Awesome! Put your number in?"

You did and handed him your phone so that he could do the same.

"Cool, so I'll call or text you soon," he said.

"Can't wait."

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