wonderstruck// Tyler Joseph

twenty nine | i'd open up and you would say

guys christmas was the one year anniversary of tyler and december's first kiss 🥺

technically in the story they didn't kiss on christmas and it hasn't been that long since their first kiss but christmas of last year is when i updated the chapter they kissed in ok you get it whatever just celebrate with me

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I hadn't gotten a message or a call about her in two weeks. I didn't want to bombard December or her family with any questions, so instead I stayed silent, figuring that I'd just wait until they were ready to update me themselves. But I got nothing.

I didn't know whether to consider that a good or a bad thing. Wouldn't they have let me know immediately if something had happened to her? Or maybe they were just so devastated that they couldn't even bring themselves to call me yet. Whichever one it was, I wasn't angry with them. They were probably just focused on December, and calling me wasn't their first priority. I totally understood.

But I still wished that I knew what was going on. In the past few months I had known her, I had never been apart from her for this long. And based on her family's silence, and the letter she had left me with a few weeks ago, I assumed the longing to see her would last forever.

It was hard to maintain hope. After that note, it felt as if the pressure that weighed down on my shoulders finally became too much, and it all came crashing down on top of me. Everything felt off since then, and it seemed as if everyone in the palace noticed my sudden change in demeanor. I just couldn't keep up the facade, even that was becoming too tiresome to handle.

So at this point in time, I was lying in my bed, just as I had done every day before for the past two weeks. In my mind, I had already come to terms with the fact that December was truly gone. Having hope would only leave me disappointed in the end. It was no use trying to convince myself that she was okay.

I decided that I needed to do something. I couldn't just stay in my room sulking around and wondering how everything would turn out. I needed to know now.

I talked to my parents about it, practically begging them to let me go to New York. Even if it was too late for me to see her again, the least that I could do was comfort her family. They deserved that much.

My parents understood how I was feeling, so they agreed to let me go. They didn't even tell me to come back on some specific day, they were giving me the time that I needed, and I appreciated that.

Josh and Max accompanied me, as they always did, along with a few other guards. However, neither of them were planning to follow me up to her apartment to see her family. We all agreed that that might be too overwhelming for them, and it was more of my place to do it.

When we arrived after a five hour long flight, I was dropped off at her apartment building, followed by a few other guards. We had to buzz in so they could let us enter, so I nervously spoke my name into the buzzer. The whole trip was too short notice to notify her family, so I hoped that they wouldn't mind me showing up so abruptly.

I knocked on the door quietly, holding my breath as I waited for someone to answer. Eventually the door opened, and I was welcomed by her mother wearing a shocked expression.

"Prin- Tyler, what are you doing here?" She asked. Her tone wasn't rude, just confused.

"I'm sorry for showing up so suddenly. I only found out that I was coming today. I just- I didn't want to stress you guys out by calling so much. But I've been so down lately and I thought coming here would be the right thing to do. You must be going through a lot right now," I explained, fiddling with the sleeves of my hoodie as I spoke.