#tarayummy oneshot

[jake-webber]

STUCK IN A CAR | TARAYUMMY

pairing: tarayummy x male!reader

summary: childhood ex-lovers turned to friends w/ tension, reader is a rockstar(yesyes) and content creator, use of Y/N, flirty tara and reader (get a room!!), v much inspired by tara’s vid with vinnie, some of reader’s answers might not correlate with yall but lets pretend 🙏🏻🙏🏻

a/n: have an unfinished work bc i don’t think i can continue it lmao

“Hey guys, It’s me Tara and I’m here with Y/N.” Tara introduced you to the viewers with her signature grin as she looked over at your direction, watching as you waved at the camera. She tried to hide a scoff at your false awkwardness, fully knowing you’re not one to get nervous for videos. You knew that too, of course. You just liked the face she gives you when you push buttons.

Tara smiled back at the camera. “This is part two of my new series; Stuck in A Car with my friends. Are you liking your stay so far?” She asked, poking on your crossed arms.

“I’ll give it five stars. Ten out of ten seats, plus the owner’s a hottie too.” You answered with a sly smile, making eye contact. It’s almost your second instinct to do so whenever you talk to her, it’s something you’ve gotten used to in general because of her.

Tara stared back at you with a growing smile. “Thank you, I like that answer.”

“Of course.”

“But that doesn’t erase what you did to me.” She jokingly chided, pointing at finger at you.

You ran a hand through your hair, faking distress as you knit your eyebrows together, looking at the camera like a sitcom. “Fuck, already? It hasn’t even been five minutes.” You quipped, chuckling at your actions as Tara did as well.

“No, no. It’s what you did in the past. Remember when you didn’t invite me to your first party when you moved to Vegas?” You quirked at an eyebrow at her words, recalling of said incident. You were sure you invited everyone you knew— Hell, you probably told your parents about the party too.

You crossed your arms, your leather sleeves squeezing against each other as you leaned forward towards Tara. “I invited you, what do you mean?”

“I never received a text or call from you!” She exclaimed, her laughter mixing with her words.

“You didn’t have to get invited by me. My friends were responsible for that too.” You explained further. Despite that, Tara didn’t seem too convinced as she stared at the camera in disbelief.

She went back to you with a grin, her eyes turning into almost half-crescents as she made eye contact with you again. You couldn’t suppress the smile making its way to your face at that.

“I wanted to get an invite from you because it’s your party, Y/N.” Tara stressed her words as she spoke, making you laugh. It wasn’t an uncommon sight to hear Tara’s complaints about you from her in front of you.

You raised both of your hands in defeat. “Fine, fine. I’m sorry I didn’t you to my party.” You mimicked her tone which earned you a light smack on the arm. She groaned, though playfully, and went to look at her notes in her phone.

You only watched with a resting smile on your face, elbow propped over the compartment that separated your seat from her. Before the video started, Tara made you seat in front of the steering wheel because she wasn’t in her right angle, as she said. Though you’d argue every angle of her was the right one.

“Something about you and me is that we’ve know each other for the longest time– longer than I’ve know Jake, actually.” Tara informed the camera since you obviously knew that already.

“We’re childhood friends for short.” You joined in the topic, “I’ve know Tarayummy before it was cool.”

Tara only nodded with a smirk. “It’s true. He’s actually seen my, uh– scene queen phase and my millions of phases along with it.”

“I did. She saw me become a fake goth.” Tara laughed at your words. “Not to mention, I wore the makeup to class.”

“Those times were his shortest in class.”

“Disadvantage for the rest of ‘em, couldn’t even soak in my gothic glory.” You joked, laughing at the memory.

You weren’t as close with Tara when you first arrived in your all black get up but you could distinctly remember how she was the only out of twenty students that cheered you on as the teacher reprimanded you for your supposedly inappropriate clothes.

“I wouldn’t say you were a fake goth, you were very true to it.” Tara added. “I’d say you were a baby goth, if anything.”

“Please, I remembered how I couldn’t stand anything non-christian music despite wanting to be a goth.” You lightheartedly retort.

Tara bursted into laughter, making you chuckle. “Now you’re, what, like a mix between punk and emo that makes songs about going down on someone?”

You rolled your eyes at the description though you don’t deny it and gave the camera a knowing glance. “Vaguely, I sing about it vaguely.”

"Tara chimed in sarcastically, saying, 'Yeah, sure.'"

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