Sugar | Tyler Joseph |
Plot: Tyler and reader meet in a book store
Imagine: Reader x Tyler
Books. Pages. Letters. The best scent in the entire world, I thought to myself as I walked into the local book store. Out of all places on earth, this had to be my favorite spot. I could walk around for hours, just browsing, discovering new authors and their wonderful words. I headed for the section which contained older, English litterature. Here I would always stumble upon magnificent, British gems to fall in love with and help me cure my homesickness.
I let my fingers swipe across all of the aligned books as I walked down the long aisle. One of my main rituals was to stop at a random spot and pick up whatever book my finger landed on. 3..2..1
Stop. I looked at the book’s name and immediately smiled to myself as I removed it from the shelf, creating a gap between the books surrounding it. I knew this one, by heart even, but I would never mind reading it again.
“C.S Lewis, huh?”
My head quickly jerked up to see who the voice belonged to. I noticed two, brown eyes hiding behind the gap that I’d created. Someone was on the other side of the shelf. I decide to just go with it.
“Eh- yeah,” I said, confused, but putting up a weak smile. “You know him?”
The voice chuckled. “He’s one of my personal favorites, but I thought I was the only one in this time with that preference.”
I smiled, the shock from before leaving my body as we started talking. Considering the fact that I could only see about an inch of this persons face, he already seemed interesting.
“Well, you’re not. I love him. There’s just something about his writing that draws me in.”
“I should’ve known the minute I heard that cute, British accent of yours. Reminds you of home?” His eyes smiled.
Cute? I felt myself blushing. I hated my British accent when I was in America.
“Just because I’m British, doesn’t have to mean that I love C.S. That’s kinda stereotypish, don’t you think?” I replied as confidently as possible.
The brown eyes suddenly disappeared from the gap, and I heard his footsteps leaving his spot. Where was he going? Before I could worry too much, I saw a skinny, brown haired boy walking along my side of the long book shelf. As he came closer and close, I could recognize his brown eyes. He had a cocky smile on his dark, full lips.
“Maybe. But I also suppose you take sugar with your tea?” He added, stopping right in front of me.
I laughed, nervously, and shook my head in disbelief. Who was this guy?
“Wow, I’m impressed by your British knowledge, …?” I realized that I didn’t even know his name. He must’ve figured that out since he then spoke up to finish my sentence.
“… Tyler!” He put out his hand for me to shake.
“Delighted to meet you, Tyler I’m Y/N,” I shook his hand, smiling. “And no I don’t. I actually prefer coffee.”
He let out the most beautiful laugh, realizing that he might had a bit too cocky.
“Pardon, my bad.”
“I can’t speak for all of Britain, bur for me? Apology accepted.” I smiled, holding the book against my chest. This guy was funny. I’d been in America for quite some time now, and never had I instantly clicked with a guy before. Not like this.
“Does that also mean that you don’t take American guys with your coffee and C.S Lewis book?” Tyler interrupted my thoughts, leaving me rather speechless but also super flattered. Was that what the Americans would presume was a date or..? No matter what; How could I possibly be stupid enough to decline him? I decided to play along.
“That depends… If you can answer this one question correctly, then you, C.S and I can go out for coffee.”
I saw Tyler bite his bottom lip, making him look cuter than ever. Gosh, I really hoped I hadn’t set myself up for failure.
“Okay…” He pretended to think for a bit. “I’m up for the challenge. I like you brits already.”
I chuckled at his last comment. “Okay then… Which one of these C.S Lewis novels is the oldest? Perelandra or Out of the Silent Planet?”
Without even looking away or flinching, keeping his eyes on me for the few seconds he spent thinking, he parted his lips and answered.
“Out of the Silent Planet. It’s from 1938 while Perelandra is from 1943.”
My eyes went wide. I’d never met anyone who knew as much about C.S Lewis as I did. And I couldn’t help but think of how happy I was with the fact that he knew the answer. He was definitely a guy worth getting to know. I snapped out of my thoughts and noticed him smiling at me.That along with his deep, brown doe-eyes? I was sold. Hell, he could’ve answered the question wrong and I would’ve acted like he was right anyways.
“So… Here’s one for you, Y/N: do you take sugar with your coffee?”