Where Did We Go

Warnings: Angst

Word Count: 1878

Author's Note: I hope you enjoy this one! :)

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"What else do we need?" Tyler asked, leaning over your shoulder to look at the grocery list that was in your hands.

"Chips, salad, and you specifically requested that we get cookies. After that, we should have everything on this list."

Although today was supposed to be your lazy day, you and Tyler had decided to go out and run some errands. It was something that the two of you enjoyed doing together, even if it wasn't the most exciting thing in the world.

"Where should we start?"

"The chips and cookies are right down here, so let's get those out of the way."

Tyler turned your cart down the aisle and headed towards the chips. You had barely gotten a few steps into the aisle when two teenage girls turned in your direction, their eyes going wide.

"Oh my god, it's Tyler Joseph," one of them said quickly before throwing a hand over her mouth.

The two girls exchanged a look before walking towards you. Tyler was already running a hand through his hair, trying to make it look less like he had spent the night before heavily drinking and just rolled out of bed to run errands, even though that was exactly what he had done.

"Can we get a picture?" one of them asked.

"Yeah, of course," Tyler smiled.

You held out your hand for the girl's phone, already knowing where this scenario was going; it was one that you had been in countless times before. Tyler wrapped his arms around each of the girls and smiled in your direction which, even if it wasn't necessarily directed at you, made you smile a little. After taking a couple good pictures, you passed the phone back to its owner.

"Thank you so much," she smiled at you. "You're so pretty, by the way."

Your eyebrows raised, having not expected that compliment. "Thank you, you are too."

The girl's smile grew even more as she turned to her friend. They quickly walked off, already whispering excitedly to one another. Tyler once again leaned on the cart, slowly beginning to push it forward once again.

"Who's the celebrity now?" he smiled, giving your arm a nudge.

"The only reason I have even an ounce of fame is because I'm dating you," you said.

"Fame is still fame, no matter how you get it."

"Whatever. Just pick out your cookies, Joseph."

You went a little further down the aisle to grab some chips while Tyler looked over his cookie options. It usually took him a little while to decide, so you took your time picking out some chips to keep around the house as well.

"I've got it!" Tyler announced triumphantly, holding up his selected cookies. He was loud enough that you were sure people a couple aisles over would hear him too. "I want these ones."

You shook your head; sometimes you were amazed by how little some of Tyler's mannerisms had changed since high school.

"Ok, put them in the cart."

Tyler gently put the cookies into the cart among the rest of your groceries and then pushed the cart down towards you, lightly bumping you with it. You turned to him with a smile.