Where Did We Go

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2096

Author's Note: The first Tyler chapter of this book! I hope you enjoy this one :)

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The TV was the first thing that I heard as I finally started to wake up, followed closely by a number of other things. Y/N was still running her hand through my hair, very nearly putting me right back to sleep. Part of me wanted to pretend that I hadn't woken up yet, just so I could take in everything about the moment and avoid the responsibilities that would inevitably start to pour in.

My plan only lasted for a few minutes before I was tilting my head up towards Y/N, unable to keep my eyes off of her for too long. I had missed her so much over the last month that I could hardly believe that I was home again, napping on our couch and being close to her. She smiled at me once she realized I was awake.

"Good morning, sunshine," she said, moving her hand from my hair to instead rest on my back.

"No," I whined. "Keep doing that."

"Ty, I've been playing with your hair for almost three hours now."

"Three hours?" I asked, my eyes going wide. "Why did you let me sleep that long?"

"You were tired! And you were so peaceful while you were sleeping and I got to cuddle with you..." she slowly trailed off. "I was going to wake you up soon so that we could make dinner, anyway."

"What are we having?"

"Pasta. I didn't want to make some elaborate meal because I wanted as much time to relax with you as possible."

"I'll help you."

"And by help do you mean follow me around the kitchen and try to distract me?"

"Mhmm," I mumbled into her shoulder.

"Ok, come on, sleepyhead. I'm getting hungry."

I slowly sat up and moved so that Y/N could get off the couch. While she wandered into the kitchen to start getting things ready, I took a moment to stretch all the muscles that had gotten tight from the plane and sleeping on the couch. Once I felt adequately stretched out, I joined her in the kitchen.

"Do you want to be in charge of the noodles or the bread?" she asked.

I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist, lowering my head so that it was resting on her shoulder. She tilted her head slightly so that it was resting against mine.

"What's easier?" I laughed.

"They're both easy, Ty," she smiled. "It's just a matter of preference."

"I can do the bread. If I'm in charge of the noodles, I might fall asleep again before they finish cooking."

"You just slept for three hours! How could you possibly need to sleep more?"

"I had a busy month! It's not easy to play sold out shows every night, you know."

"Ok, ok, point taken."

"Thank you," I grinned, pressing a quick kiss to her cheek.

Y/N was quiet for a little as she filled a pot with water and set it on the stove to start boiling. Once that was done, she turned in my arms so that we were now facing one another.

"And now you have three weeks until you get busy again."

My shoulders tensed. I would hardly call the three weeks that I had off "a break". Between meetings, final rehearsals, and other last minute preparations we would have to do, there was hardly any time left to relax. Not to mention that this was going to be our biggest tour yet, which only added to the stress that I was already feeling.