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mcwriting · 5 years ago

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before, during, after (tyrus)

Everything that happened before, during, and after (as the title implies) the Tyrus confession, even tho I’m a little late to the party :)

I’m afraid Josh is gonna read this so I hope you like it if you do haha

Fandom: Andi Mack (my first time writing this fandom!)

Ship: TJ x Cyrus aka Tyrus

Setting: Shadyside at Cece’s house. Takes place at Andi’s party in the finale

Word Count: 2802 (wowwww this was long winded whoops)

Warnings: sexual tension (p sure that’s obvious tho...), a couple of “bad” words but they’re mild

Rating: eh maybe like K? There’s not a lot that’s worth worrying about lol

Background: well I was a bit disappointed in how the tyrus scene kinda just... ended? and then wasn’t brought up again after the party ended and just the ghc and andi’s fam were outside?? So I thought I would put my take on it out there for y’all. The part immediately after the canon confession is what I initially imagined happening and what I wrote this fic for lolol.

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Cyrus was tired of worrying so much about TJ and Kira.

And he was tried of dancing.

His time singing on stage had been fun, but his friends had somehow scattered in the time it took him to go to the bathroom and back.

Buffy had disappeared out the front door, though Cyrus noticed Marty not far behind. Meanwhile Andi was also nowhere to be seen, and suspiciously Jonah couldn’t be found either.

Cyrus didn’t feel like searching around for Amber, and instead went to grab a little snack and maybe sit down. Then he turned his head to the back yard, where TJ was leaned against a bench talking to a couple of his old friends.

There’s no better time then the present, I guess he thought, finishing the pizza rolls he had grabbed and heading towards the door.

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TJ was tired of Kira’s tricks.

She had spent way too long manipulating and hitting on him, and he wondered why he’d let it go on for so long.

I never would’ve let someone walk all over me before, but that Underdog makes me do some stupid things for him.

After sending Kira away (hopefully once and for all), he stormed away to grab a cup of punch to cool off, wishing someone had been brave enough to spike it so he could loosen up.

It wasn’t too long ago that he would have been the one to do it, or at least been with the people that would bring the booze.

Of course Cyrus changed that for him too, but it was definitely for the better.

After a while, he had been roped into showing off his piano playing skills, something no person at the party but his sister would have known about if it weren’t for the strong urge to show off for Cyrus.

Born this way hadn’t been his initial choice, but Amber told everyone that he knew how to play it from memory and so they begged him to do it.

Sure it was a good time, but after Cyrus ran off saying he’d be right back, TJ panicked and went to talk to a couple of people he knew that were getting ready to head out.

They went into the back yard to get away from the loud music and after a nice conversation, his friends decided to leave.

With that, TJ was alone again, so he thought the bench he’d been sitting on the arm of would provide him a place to catch his breath.

And then Cyrus showed up as soon as his butt hit the wooden planks and his heart rate spiked the way it always did when his crush walked up.

Cyrus was also freaking out a little too, but if someone was comparing the pair, it was nothing like TJ. Cyrus was more or less just mildly nervous, knowing anything said tonight could change everything.

So he started with something easy:

“Can I sit?”

They both looked at the empty spot, then at each other.

“Sure,” TJ gestured loosely with his hand as he tried to distract from his heart pounding so hard it almost matched the bass line of the music inside.

With no hesitation, Cyrus slid into the spot, then asked a question he didn’t expect to fly out of his mouth so candidly.

“What happened to Kira?”

“I poured water on her and she melted,” he quipped back, cracking his “sarcasm smile” before looking away. Cyrus found it endearing and played along.

“I actually buy that,” he nodded.

A lot of people liked to call her the worse version of witch, but really Cyrus saw her as both and wouldn’t be too surprised if she ended up putting a curse on him one day.

TJ was still anxious but glad Cyrus was asking about the bitchy manipulator so he could set the record straight.

He had even made sure to watch his language just for Cyrus, but if someone had asked Cy, he would’ve said he found it cute when TJ swore.

“She isn’t a nice person,” TJ shook his head, looking back at Cyrus once again.

Cyrus furrowed his brows before responding.

“You know people used to say that about you?”

He grinned sincerely at TJ, who seemed to be in serous thought.

“Well, sometimes there’s a nice person on the inside trying to get out,” he confessed.

TJ’s heart was still racing but he was never afraid to be real with Cy, except for the one thing he still feared confessing.

“I know that now,” they locked eyes and smiled, “but there’s still a lot of things I don’t know.”

Cyrus was really getting risky now, and he could feel it in how his pulse picked up.

“Like what?” TJ asked as he turned his shoulders to Cyrus, sliding his right leg a bit closer to Cyrus. He was hyper aware that their hands rested only inches apart on the seat.

“Like that you play piano.”

“My mom’s a piano teacher,” TJ mentioned slyly, like it was nothing, breath caught up in his throat a little.

“Didn’t know that either.”

TJ decided to get bold too.

“I’m not mysterious, ask me anything,” he said, breathing out a light laugh.

“Okay!” Cyrus said, features brightening up as he angled more to TJ. “What does TJ stand for?”

Oh God, oh no, TJ thought, He did not just ask that. Now I’m gonna have to answer because it’s my muffin that’s asking.

“Except that!”

“You won’t tell me your name?” Cyrus grinned, truly wondering what the problem was ad TJ rolled his eyes. “And you think that’s not mysterious?”

“Okay there’s like... five people in the world who know it, and they’re all named Kippen.”

It’s a good thing Amber wasn’t there to hear their conversation. TJ knew he could trust her, but he also knew his sister well enough to know that she would’ve dropped hints left and right until Cy figured it out or TJ just said it.

“You should know that if you don’t tell me,” Cyrus started seriously, making TJ extra nervous again, “I will be the first person to ever literally die of curiosity!”

TJ held back a snort and instead let out a sigh.

“I don’t know, I... alright,” he turned even more towards Cyrus, his body almost facing the Jewish boy completely now, “if I tell you, you can never use it.”

“I won’t.”

“Or tell anyone else-”

“I promise!”

“Like, Cyrus, you gotta swear-”

“I do! I do! I swear!” Cyrus paused before lowering his voice slightly, “I swear.”

TJ studied Cyrus’s face for a moment before rolling his eyes again and continuing.

“Alright. My parents are way into music, and they named me for their favorite artists,”

“That’s not so strange,” Cyrus added, unsure of why he was so worried about a measly name.

TJ hesitated again, heart pounding and stomach fluttering.

“TJ stands for...”

There was a long pause this time.

“... Thelonious. Jagger.”

Cyrus furrowed his brows. He was shocked, blown away, and a little impressed that TJ actually told him.

“Thelonious Jagger?!” he repeated, uncertain of how to react. “Are you kidding?!”

TJ was panicking inside. He shouldn’t have said anything. At this point he was ready to get up and leave when Cyrus kept talking.

“That is a great name!” he exclaimed. “I love that name,” he finished sincerely, the widest smile on his face.

TJ was the one to be shocked now. He had never really heard “love” paired with his name, and never expected Cyrus to be the first to say it. He lightly snorted.

“You do?” he asked incredulously, mimicking his crush’s grin.

“Yes!”

“Well my grandparents didn’t, they were like ‘that’s a ridiculous name, we’re calling him TJ!’“ he joked in a raspy voice, chuckled, then continued as normal. “So I’ve been TJ since I was three days old.”

There was another moment of silence, and suddenly both boys took on serious demeanors again.

“Is there anything else you wanna know?” TJ questioned. His hand started to slide off his knee and towards Cyrus’s.

This is it, teej. It’s now or never.

Cyrus couldn’t help but look down and saw his crush’s hand had moved closer.

Omg. Stay calm Cyrus, this is it. It’s happening.

He looked back into TJ’s eyes, his butterflies erupted into his stomach.

“Is there anything else you wanna tell me?” he countered with a grin.

TJ knew could feel his palms sweating, even though it was probably about 45 degrees outside and he could see his own breath in the night air. He answered truthfully, letting out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“Yeah,” his fingers slid closer again, the tips now lightly brushing the back of Cyrus’s hand and knuckles, “Is there anything you wanna tell me?”

“Yes,” Cyrus whispered, not wanting anyone to hear but TJ.

A weight had been lifted off of their shoulders, and TJ felt more free than ever before. He decided to seal the deal.

He grabbed Cyrus’s hand, not just cupping it, but fully interlacing their fingers.

TJ let loose a sigh he had been holding in since the moment he realized that Cyrus was more than just chocolate chocolate chip muffin guy. Cy followed suit.

They beamed at each other, soaking in the fact that their hands fit perfectly together.

Cyrus took the opportunity to get clarity, even though words obviously weren’t necessary.

“You wanna tell each other at the same time?”

His voice was still quiet even though they were completely alone in the yard.

All TJ could do was nod in response.

“Okay,” Cyrus said, squeezing TJ’s hand, “One, two, three...”

“I like you,” the both confessed in sync, lighting up upon realizing they had both said the same thing. They couldn’t help but chuckle at their confessions.

Cyrus wanted to cry. This was the happiest day of his life.

TJ didn’t necessarily feel like he would cry, but another weight had definitely been lifted off of him.

Before tears could well up, Cyrus leaned forward, letting go of TJ’s hand to wrap it around his back in a hug, the blonde boy following suit.

The embraced for a few seconds, each of their eyes closed in excitement as they buried their chins in each other’s shoulders.

Upon pulling away, TJ decided to take their friendship a step further once and for all.

“Cyrus, would you maybe wanna go out with me?”

“Are you kidding? Absolutely!”

They sat there for the next hour, planning an official date and talking about anything and everything.

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The party had died down quite a bit, and the newly minted couple had scooted closer over time, eventually Cyrus leaning into his boyfriend (man was that hard for him to believe) and TJ wrapping an arm around his shoulders.

They were content in their positions when something caused the bench to vibrate.

TJ rolled his eyes knowing it was his phone, thinking it must be Kira being annoying again. He was going to leave it until it buzzed a few more times.

Cyrus looked up at him and told him to just check, removing himself from TJ’s warm side so he could reach the device.

“Ugh, it’s Amber. I guess mom’s on her ass about us not being home yet.”

TJ slapped a hand over his mouth.

“Sorry, Cy. I know you hate swearing,” he apologized.

“I was afraid to tell you before, but I actually think it’s kinda cute when you do it. Just maybe keep the language to a minimum when we’re around other people.”

They both had lovestruck looks at when they were interrupted by another buzz.

“Geez she’s persistent. She wants me to meet her out front.”

“I’ll walk you out,” Cyrus offered.

“I wouldn’t want anyone else to.”

They stood up and TJ instinctively reached for Cyrus‘s hand. After months of resisting it, he was glad to finally be about to do even this small act without worrying what the other might think.

Cyrus’s heart was bursting at the seams, and his smile was unmatched. He looked up at the other boy with that lovey grin as they started walking inside.

In the living room, only a few people outside of their friend group were still there, most of them putting on coats or talking on the phone with parents.

TJ’s heart suddenly began racing and cheeks heated up when a few people noticed the boys holding hands, even though most of them had knowing smiles.

He wasn’t sure how ready he was to out himself to the rest of the world after playing straight man for so long.

He felt a reassuring squeeze from Cyrus and relaxed a bit.

It doesn’t matter what anyone thinks except for me and Cy. No one can come between us again.

TJ gave a a quick wave to Andi, Buffy, Jonah, and Marty, who were all gathered by the stairs talking. They all waved back and grinned, whispering to each other and pointing out the couple’s hands.

He thought back to a conversation they’d had earlier about when they’d be willing to tell more people. It was a given for them to share the news with what Cyrus dubbed the “good hair crew” and Amber, but everyone else was a mystery.

They’d have to talk about it later, because Amber was just in sight on the front lawn, texting. She looked flustered when she caught sight of the boys.

“There you are TJ! Finally! Mom wants us home asap,” she immediately began, not registering how close the boys were or that they were touching.

“Okay okay! Let me just say goodbye to Cyrus real quick.”

Amber perked up, then glanced at their hands. Realization hit her face and she opened her mouth to say something before closing it again, nodding, and turning to the sidewalk.

The couple unlaced their fingers and turned to each other.

“So I’ll see you Sunday at the swings?” TJ asked, shifting weight between his feet.

“Of course. I’m sure everyone is gonna want to hang out at the spoon tomorrow too so I’ll let you know all the deets,” Cyrus replied with his usual chipper tone.

Both boys chuckled, and then TJ held his arms open awkwardly. Cyrus did the same and they embraced once again, squeezing each other firmly for much longer that normal.

After an acceptable amount of time, they separated.

“Well, goodnight,” TJ began.

“Goodnight.” Cyrus replied, wringing his fingers. TJ started heading to his impatient sister when confidence bubbled out of him.

“Wait!”

TJ stopped and Cyrus ran in front of him.

“You forgot something.”

“What are you talki-”

TJ stopped abruptly when he felt Cyrus’s lips on his cheek, which suddenly heated up with the gesture.

“I know that was really cheesy but I thought it was a good idea,” Cyrus babbled after pulling away. He went to continue when TJ stopped him by pressing a kiss to the slightly shorter boy’s forehead.

“Text me when you get home, okay?” TJ breathed.

“Only if you text me first,” Cyrus winked.

Finally, the two separated for good that night, waving to each other as the Kippen siblings began walking.

Once out of sight, Amber smirked and nudged at her younger brother, trying to pry the story about the night out of him the whole walk home.

Meanwhile, Cyrus made his way back inside to join the people left, promising to his friends that he’d spill the details eventually.

Eventually the partygoers had made their own ways home and the good hair crew was sat at the fire pit with Bex and Bowie, Cyrus finally got his text from TJ and grinned like mad.

Someone make a joking reference to who he might me texting and one joke led to another that ended with them all laughing.

Once they calmed down, Andi pulled out a childhood photo and things got serious again.

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“Great party.”

“Life-changing even.”

“I think I missed some stuff!?”

Everyone had to laugh at Jonah’s oblivious nature as they all unwrapped themselves from the group hug.

“Tomorrow? At the spoon?” Andi asked.

Everyone nodded and Cyrus stepped forward to say bye.

“Later, tater.”

He went out the gate to the front yard, finally making his way home for the night. He shot TJ a quick text to let him know he was heading home and that they would be meeting at the spoon the next day.

Upon finally arriving at this mom’s house, he flopped into bed, let TJ know he was safe, and fell asleep with a wide smile.

TJ instead was laying in his bed, replaying the night over and over.

Sure he was losing sleep over that boy, but finally it was for good reason.

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A/N: Wow I can’t believe this was my first Tyrus story! I’ve loved them for a long time and am so happy for Luke and Josh for portraying these boys the way that they have. They are so sweet and I am sad that we had to see it end, but glad it ended with them together.

I also have an idea for a series called “The space between” that touches on times between tyrus moments from the beginning leading up to this. Like non canon moments from when Buffy first met TJ until this fic. Idk lol.

Ps. Josh if you’re reading this say hi to Luke for me :) lol

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