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.
Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
"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.
