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#3: The Pride Jumpers

No prompt for this one! Just wanted tj n cyrus with cute matching jumpers + confession fluff ❤️

aLSO I COULDN'T FIND A LYRIC TO CAPTURE THE AESTHETIC OF THIS ONE SO HERE WE ARE

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Cyrus was walking through the mall with TJ when he saw them - the most adorable hoodies he had ever laid his eyes upon. Okay, so maybe they weren't the most adorable, but they were definitely up there if you asked him.

It was a warm Thursday afternoon and they were wandering aimlessly between shops, pointing out things they liked but never actually committing to buying anything. It was somewhat of a tradition for them and Cyrus appreciated every moment he got to spend talking with TJ, but the hoodies had definitely stolen his attention at that moment.

Cyrus couldn't drag his eyes away from the window display as they walked past, the world moving a little slower as he took in every detail he possibly could. He knew he was probably being slightly dramatic, but in that moment he really couldn't care less. They were ridiculously cute, and he didn't think he had ever wanted an article of clothing so much in his life.

TJ, who had a casual arm thrown over Cyrus' shoulders, picked up on his distraction almost immediately. He was always particularly sensitive to changes in Cyrus' demeanour, no matter how small, and it was a curse as much as it was a blessing. 

A knowing smile came to his lips. "Whatcha lookin' at?"

Cyrus was jolted out of his trance.

"Nothing," he responded, maybe a little too quickly because it had TJ raising an amused eyebrow.

He stopped walking then, and Cyrus glanced about nervously at the swarms of people surrounding them as TJ pulled him aside, paying no mind to the annoyed glances they were receiving. He could feel his face heating up slightly at the attention - the mall suddenly felt a whole lot more overwhelming, with all of its bright flashing signs and bustling sounds.

"TJ," he mumbled half-heartedly, fixing him with a glare. There wasn't any heat behind it though, and it had TJ smiling as he nodded his head towards the shop display.

"They're cute," he commented.

Cyrus bit his lip. "I don't know what you're talking about," he insisted, grabbing TJ's hand and tugging him lightly in the opposite direction. "let's keep walking."

TJ gently pulled his hand back, folding his arms with an amused smile. "Oh come on, you clearly want one. Let's go inside and I'll get you one."

Cyrus nearly gasped. "I'm not letting you do that!"

"And why not?"

He glanced about the mall again, feeling his face grow even warmer. "Because."

TJ rolled his eyes and placed a light hand on Cyrus' back, steering him through the glass doors of the small clothing store.

"As your friend I'm obligated to buy you cute hoodies," he declared, smiling even wider when Cyrus rolled his eyes.

"I really don't think that's a thing."

"It is now."

Cyrus stopped arguing after that, partially because the thought of TJ wanting to buy him a hoodie was heart-melting and partially because yeah, okay - they were in fact very cute.

TJ dragged him through the first few isles, glancing back occasionally to make sure he hadn't lost the boy somehow. The store's walls were painted a pastel pink, with fairy lights strung along the displays and retro looking chairs sat outside the changing rooms at the back. There were a few other people browsing, and a very bored looking cashier tapping away at his phone. They arrived at the racks behind the window display, TJ shooting him an amused look as he rushed forward.