#this is...unorganised and messy but i needed to get it out lol sorry

[arashi-no-megami]

Andi Mack is back so here’s Tyrus fic #10 🎉🥴

TJ was rummaging through his locker, looking for his History book for his next class. He heard a familiar voice call out to him. As he turned around, he met face-to-face with Kira.

“Hey!” she smiled brightly.

“Hey, what’s up?” TJ smiled back.

“Are you doing anything on the 24th? There’s this amazing movie that’s coming out and I really wanna see it. You down?” Kira bounced up and down on her tiptoes.

“Uh, sure, let me check,” TJ opened his phone and checked his calendar.

“Ah, wait...I’m busy that day...” he said a little bit quieter than usual. That was the day of Bex and Bowie’s reception for the wedding they eventually decided to have. Which was literally less than a week away. Why would he go to Bex and Bowie’s wedding reception in the first place? Well, because Cyrus asked him to, of course. He tried to prepare his answer for the inevitable question incoming.

“Really? What are you doing?” Kira looked up at him. Just then, the bell rang. Whew.

“Uh, I’ll tell you later. I got to go to class.” TJ turned around and started walking away. Kira trotted after him and giggled.

“We’re in the same History class, genius. Now tell me what you’re doing,” she clutched her books to her chest and playfully bumped her shoulder into his.

“Uh, well...I’m going to a wedding reception that day.”

“Oh, wow! That sounds SO nice. Are you taking anyone?” Kira smiled somewhat mischievously. Now, this was the question TJ wasn’t prepared for. What would she do if he said Cyrus asked him already? What would happen if she knew he was going to a formal event with another boy, let alone Cyrus?

“Uhhh...”

“We could always see that movie another time. You’re allowed to bring a plus-one, right? Let’s go to the wedding reception together!” Kira beamed over at him. TJ stared blankly as he kept walking. He was silent. Kira knitted her eyebrows.

“Hello? What, are you already going with someone? Who?” Kira kept looking at the taller boy beside her. TJ had no idea what to say to her, so he just blurted out a ‘nobody’, and started to walk faster. He hated that word when he was referring to Cyrus. Cyrus was far from ‘nobody’. Kira skipped and caught up with TJ.

“Okay, great!! This will be so much fun!” Kira grinned. ‘Damn it, TJ,’ he thought to himself. He just didn’t know how to say no to this girl. His History classroom couldn’t be any farther away.

A couple days have passed and TJ didn’t know what to do. The reception was days away, and he couldn’t tell Kira that he was already going with someone else. He couldn’t tell her that that someone was Cyrus. He should have lied and said it was a family outing or something. The last thing he wanted was to have a repeat of the Costume Day incident. Well, it wasn’t like him and Kira were going as a couple. He could still bring her along as a friend, and still go with Cyrus...right? Did Cyrus even want to go with him in that way? TJ was deep in his thoughts when Cyrus himself seemed to have materialised in front of him.

“Hey, TJ,” Cyrus smiled up at him. It took TJ a second or two to return to reality and he smiled back at the brown-haired boy.

“Just wanted to ask, what time did you want to go to the reception?” Cyrus started. “My mom wanted to know if she should pick you up, or—“

“Uh, maybe like 5, or something. And tell your mom thanks, but I already have a ride,” TJ tried to sound as calm and collected as he could. “Uh, is it okay if I brought a friend?” TJ asked quickly. Cyrus blinked before he responded.

“Yeah, Bex said we could bring whoever we wanted. Who—“

“Great! I’ll, uh, catch you later. Gotta go,” TJ practically ran off. Cyrus watched TJ until he turned a corner and was out of sight. Cyrus didn’t want to think too much about it, but he had a good idea of who that ‘friend’ was.

TJ sat in the back seat of his parents’ car with his elbow on the armrest, staring out the window. TJ’s father was driving, and his mother was in the passenger seat. ‘Why did they both have to come?’ he wondered. They pulled up to the driveway of a house TJ’s been to a few times. A curly haired girl in a beautiful dress came bounding down the steps and eagerly approached the car. TJ’s father looked at his wife and they both smiled at each other.

“Aw, Timothy, your date is so adorable!” TJ’s mother cooed.

“I told you, she’s not my—“

TJ was interrupted by the sound of the car door opening and Kira greeting TJ and his parents. Ugh, this would be a long car ride.

After a grueling twenty minute ride to the reception venue, they finally made it. TJ’s parents were insufferable; asking Kira all sorts of questions about how she and TJ met, and how long they’ve known each other. It was painfully awkward, but at least it was over. TJ flung open the car door and said bye to his parents.

“Text one of us when you’re ready. Have fun, you two,” TJ’s dad grinned at the pair, and then drove off.

It had been 10 minutes since TJ had texted Cyrus that he was on his way. Cyrus was sitting at a table with Jonah, Buffy, Andi, Amber, and Marty. Buffy noticed Cyrus hunched over and staring at his phone.

“You good?” Buffy put a hand on Cyrus’ back.

“Uh, yeah. I’m just waiting for TJ to text me to tell me he’s here...” Cyrus suddenly stood up. “I think I’ll go walk around and see if he made it.”

Buffy turned around and looked at Andi with a slightly worried look on her face. Cyrus thought of texting TJ, but he didn’t want to come off as annoying, or anything. He just wandered about, scanning the faces of the people around him. Then, finally, he found the tall blond boy standing around the juice table. Cyrus began to walk towards him but something caused him to freeze in his tracks. Kira was there too. ‘Oh, right...’ Cyrus thought to himself. Cyrus decided to be cordial and started walking towards them again. He had barely made two steps before he saw something else that would make him stop walking. He saw Kira wrap her arm around TJ’s and shortly put her head on his shoulder before pulling him around to walk somewhere else. Suddenly, he was locked in eye contact with TJ from across the room. Cyrus felt his face grow hot with embarrassment, and he stormed away from the scene. TJ released himself from Kira’s grip and started to go after Cyrus. Kira also started to follow behind him until TJ made a sharp 180 turn and looked down at Kira, stopping her in her tracks.

“Kira, no. I need to talk to him. Alone,” TJ left Kira standing by herself and tried to find Cyrus.

TJ found Cyrus outside the building, sitting on a bench in front of a campfire. TJ sighed to himself before walking over and sitting down beside him.

“Hey,” TJ smiled softly at the boy beside him. Cyrus looked over at TJ and looked back at his shoes.

“Hey...” Cyrus replied quietly.

“Look, Cyrus, I...I’m sorry I brought Kira. I know I should have told you. She pretty much invited herself and I didn’t know how to tell her no...” TJ began to explain.

“You shouldn’t have to tell her no for my sake, TJ. If you wanted to go with her, who am I to stop you?” Cyrus continued looking down at his shoes.

“That’s the thing...I didn’t want to go with her, because you had asked me already.”

“It’s fine, TJ. I don’t want to come between you two. You look really happy.”

“I told you before, we’re not a couple. And we will never be. I...I’m sorry.” TJ looked down at his own shoes.

“I was probably deluding myself anyway,” Cyrus sighed and looked up at the dark sky. TJ looked back up at Cyrus and turned his body on the bench to face him.

“What? What do you mean?” Cyrus didn’t look at TJ. He was silent. TJ’s gaze was fixed on Cyrus’ expression until it traveled downwards and stopped on his hand that was resting on the bench in the space between them. TJ moved his hand slightly and ever so softly brushed it over Cyrus’.

“Cyrus...is there anything you want to tell me?” Cyrus’ felt a shock go through his body as he felt TJ’s fingers touch his own. He looked down at their hands and looked up at TJ almost with tears in his eyes. Cyrus took a deep breath, his heart almost beating out of his chest.

“Promise you won’t say anything until I’m done,” Cyrus pursed his lips and watched TJ nod his head.

“Well...” Cyrus had no idea how he was going to do this. He took another deep breath and decided he would just say whatever came to his mind. There would be no way that he would ever be prepared to come out to the boy he liked, so he might as well just wing it.

“In the past year I found out two important things about myself. One, I’m gay. Two, I have a bad habit of getting crushes on cute athletic green-eyed boys who turn out to be straight,” he pitifully chuckled to himself. “My first crush was, you guessed it, Jonah Beck. But that faded over time, and I found a new crush.” Cyrus looked over at TJ and the poor boy was staring at Cyrus with his mouth slightly hanging open. Cyrus continued. “I think I actually started to like you back when you got that muffin for me, and my feelings only got stronger as time went on. But I already knew you would never be interested in me in that way, so I just never thought about it. I just enjoyed every second I got to spend with you. But the thing is, I think I realised how serious it was when I started to see you hanging out with Kira. I know it’s selfish, because clearly you two are close, but I felt extremely sad and jealous. I can’t believe I’m actually admitting to this but...yeah. I saw you two always on the basketball court, always getting lunch together, and even on the swings in the park. I tried to convince myself that you and Kira were a thing, even if it wasn’t true. Then, maybe, that would get me to stop liking you. But—“

“Cyrus...I—“ TJ attempted.

“No, TJ, please, don’t. I’m not finished yet...I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I ended up liking you. I’m sorry that I got in between you and Kira’s friendship, or relationship, or whatever it is. I’m sorry that I just made our friendship weird. I’m sorry that—“

TJ, in one fluid motion, grabbed both sides of Cyrus’ face and pulled him closer until their lips crashed together. The kiss lasted no more than five seconds, but it was long enough to cause tears to come streaming out of Cyrus’ eyes. TJ’s eyes were still closed when he pulled away from Cyrus. He let out a shaky breath and opened his eyes. TJ immediately moved his thumbs and swiped the tears from Cyrus’ cheeks. TJ lightly chuckled.

“Can I talk now?” Cyrus stuttered out an incomprehensible noise, which TJ took as a ‘yes.’

“You...have nothing to be sorry about.”

Cyrus laughed with tears still streaming down his face. He rested his hands on top of TJ’s which were still cupped around his cheeks. TJ rested his forehead against Cyrus’, closed his eyes and smiled.