The boyfriend and I made it back to California about a month ago. Tyler and Jenna left behind, sadly. But, all was okay because we'd be seeing them again in a few weeks for the Grammy's.
I was so excited to support Josh and even Twenty One Pilots in general. My favorite people were nominated for a Grammy. That's amazing!
Looking over at Josh, I smile widely.
"What?" Josh notices my behavior.
"You're nominated for a Grammyyyy." I playfully poke his shoulder as he laughs.
"I know, it's weird." He sighs.
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"Tell me!" I scoot closer to him on the couch.
He faces his body towards me and begins to speak.
"So, Tyler and I were watching the Grammy's years ago in just our underwear and I turned to Tyler, we were no one at the time, I turned to him and said, 'you know if we ever go to the Grammy's, if we ever win a Grammy, we should receive it just like this.'" He smiles as I laugh at his story.
"Josh, you're going to possibly accept a Grammy award in your underwear?" I place a hand on his shoulder, still giggling a little bit.
"Yes I am."
-Josh's P.O.V-
"Josh?" I hear Tyler's voice as he enters the front door of my L.A. house with Jenna entering right behind him.
"Hey, is that the American singer-songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, record producer, rapper, and lead vocalist for American musical duo originating from Columbus, Ohio Twenty One Pilots I hear?" I open my arms to the both of them.
(A/N: don't ask why i put that in idk either)
The couple look at each other, slightly surprised but quite confused.
