Tyler was beautiful. In a hoodie, in forest, in a band.

Why couldn't see he was?

His voice was beautiful, when he sung his ideas from that notebook he wasn't allowed to read.

He wish he was, but he never did.

He knew some of its' contents, as he's sang it before. It contained migraines, kitchen sinks, and blurry-faces.

But he didn't know most of those filled pages.

He didn't know they were about him.

Until he did.

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'' Tyler Joseph, do you take this man as your lawfully wedded husband? ''

'' I do. ''

'' Joshua Dun, do you take this man as your lawfully wedded husband? ''

Without a pause, he stated,

'' I do. ''

'' You may now kiss your husband. ''

After they kissed (which still left chills on his skin and lifted hair), Tyler murmured, '' I have a surprise for you, Jish. ''

'' I'm sure I'll love it, Ty. ''

'' I hope you do. ''

They then walked into the crowd of people applauding and waiting with words to say.

Once the congratulations and thank-yous were over, the gift-unwrapping, toasts and questions over things-they-weren't-ready-for-yet-they-didn't-even-have-a-dog-thank-you was over, and they were climbing into their car with flowers streaming behind them, Tyler started shifting and moving inside his tuxedo.

Josh, mistaking it for nervousness, immediately went to comfort Tyler. ''Relax, love, there's nothing to worry about. ''

'' There is nothing to worry over, unless I can't find where I put it, '' Tyler mumbled. He still did look nervous, but Josh didn't question it. Soon, Tyler stopped shuffling and pulled out his notebook. He then handed it to Josh.

Pointing to a group of pages that Josh knew he's never seen, Tyler whispered, '' these are for you. ''

He looked at Tyler for permission, who gave him a nod in return, and began to read.