twenty one pilots · omegaverse · nesting · omega · josh dun · fluffy · domestic · music band · soft · romantic
Afternoon light washed through the apartment, thick and golden. A new, dense sweetness hung in the air—lavender and caramel, cloying and warm—pulling Josh down the hall as soon as he stepped inside, gym bag still in hand. He pushed Tyler’s door open slowly. There, amidst a gathered mountain of pillows and quilts, Tyler curled, humming absently as he fluffed a cushion. His fluffy brown hair was tousled, his movements tender and absorbed. He looked up, his eyes meeting Josh’s, holding a quiet, wordless anticipation.