Since your requests are opened, I was thinking about platonic (or maybe not, that’s on you) 3rd member of TØP, like she was there from the beginning and all of that.
Appreciation
platonic!Tøp x reader
words: 912
genre: fluff
I received 2 requests like this so I wrote this for the both of them. Hope you enjoy :)
Today was another long day of lore writing and music video mapping. Tyler had appointed me to head of the ‘lore department’ as he called it. The three of us sat in his basement brainstorming and coming up with stories to tell in the videos and on tour. Josh sat with a laptop, making a list of everything to keep the story line straight. This was my favorite part of being friends with them, the behind the scenes stuff was always super interesting.
I met Tyler in the ninth grade, ever since then, we’d been inseparable. Having been there since the start of the band, Josh’s joining, to whom we had both clicked with instantly, the release of their first album, their first concert, to now, I was the third piece of their puzzle. I became their creative director, manager, booking agent, everything. They appreciated me more than they could describe. Hell, I even helped plan both of their weddings.
“Can we take a break for food? My stomach is starting to eat itself,” I yawned and stretched out my sore neck, “plus, we could all give our brains a break.”
Josh nodded in agreement and rubbed his eyes, “I agree, I’ll drive, you guys pick where we go.” He stood up and grabbed the keys out of his hoodie hanging on the chair Tyler was sitting on.
“Let’s go to the diner down the street, papa wants a milkshake.” Josh and I gave Tyler a weird look before bursting out laughing.
“Please, never, ever, refer to yourself as ‘papa’ ever again.” I exclaimed between laughs.
Tyler rolled his eyes and stood, starting toward the stairs to the basement, “you guys just don’t get me.” He said sarcastically and dramatically sauntered up the stairs, “Lets go people, hustle, hustle.” We heard him call from the top.
Josh just rolled his eyes jokingly and ran toward the stairs with me behind him. Once we got in the car, me in the back and Tyler in the passenger seat, we started for the diner, letting whatever was on the radio play quietly. “Do you think the fans will like the new lore coming with the album?” I asked nervously, scared that the clique won’t appreciate all the time and effort we’ve been putting into Clancy.
“Of course they’ll love it. They’ve been lore hungry since Trench.” Josh said while Tyler nodded in agreement before chiming in.
“And if they don’t, we’ll blame it on you.” Sarcasm was his way of showing his love. I rolled my eyes at this. “Ha ha, very funny.” We made it to the diner and once Josh parked, we headed inside and found a booth in the corner. The waitress came over to take our orders and bring us our drinks and once she was gone, we settled into a comfortable silence.
Coming up with story lines had taken a huge toll on all of us mentally. We had spent countless nights trying to perfect everything before the album release. I had spent so much time helping Mark film and edit music videos, helping Tyler make the backing tracks for the tour, helping Josh dye his hair. But soon enough it would pay off. We all knew it would.
After we ate, we headed back to get more work done. When we went back down to the basement, the boys shuffled off to the corner whispering to each other. I was confused but ignored them and went back to my notes, writing more ideas to share later. After a few minutes, there was a tap on my shoulder, I turned around to see both boys standing with their hands behind their backs. Giving them a questioning look and tilting my head slightly I asked, “what are you goobers doing?”
They smiled and Tyler spoke, “Well, since you’ve been helping us so much with the album and tour, and just being our best friend forever…” He trailed off and Josh continued.
“We decided that we would get you something to show our appreciation for you.” They both outstretched their hands from behind their backs. Tyler held up a crew t-shirt that read ‘3rd Member’ on the back with the band logo beneath it, while Josh held a mug that said ‘Best band member’ and a card. My smile grew as I reached for the card and began to read the contents.
“Dear y/n, you’ve been here since the beginning and we can’t thank you enough for all you’ve done. You’re the best friend we could’ve ever asked for. We love you. Love, Ty and Josh <3” Tearing up at the note, I stood and brought them both into a hug. “Thank you so much. I love you guys too.” I pulled away, kissing their cheeks before taking the mug and shirt and placing them with the card.
“We felt like we haven’t really shown you how much you mean to us. You really are the best friend we could ever have.” Tyler said, sitting back down in his chair. Josh followed his actions and grabbed the laptop he was using before.
“Yeah, don’t ever think we don’t appreciate you.” He said with a gentle glance. I couldn’t have asked for better friends in my life.
“Of course, and don’t think I don’t appreciate you two either.” I said looking between them. We all smiled at each other before returning to our respective tasks at hand. I wouldn’t trade them for the world.
