Flash Fictions (Andi Mack)

Macho Man

Yo, time for another flash fiction. This time it'll be Tarty (TJ / Marty) since that was pretty popular in my poll. My yo at the beginning definitely wasn't inspired from Marty in today's episode, *darts eyes left to right*.

Warning, this story may get a bit strange, with some scandalous clothing, and a debatable naughty word.

Marty never thought the day would come where he would be here, at school, in front of all his peers wearing basketball shorts with fishnet tights under them. From his ankles sprouting from his shoes up to under his shorts his legs were laced with black fabric. And to think this was all because of a flirtatious bet he made with his boyfriend TJ.

Marty was not pleased having to be dressed like this, or out in public showing it off, however TJ no the other hand was starting to warm up with his.

The bet was created after TJ went in for a hug with Marty, and the track star tried to put his arms above TJ's. TJ lashed out on him, and told him that his arms go on top since he's the more macho one. Marty argued back telling TJ that he was equally as manly if not manlier. TJ wasn't having it, and to prove that Marty was brave and manly like he claimed to be, TJ dared him to wear fishnet tights with shorts. That is precisely what Marty, did and all throughout the school day he was asked why he was dressed like that, and he would tell them the exact story of his dare.

Additionally TJ was not off the hook either, Marty dared TJ to go the whole day wearing short shorts, or what he liked to call them booty shorts. With Marty running track, he has had a long history of wearing shorts that may be a tad bit too short for a guy. However this time around with TJ, Marty made sure to get TJ the shortest of short shorts that a guy could wear.

TJ found himself having to squat down to pick up items off the floor instead of bending over. The crazy part in all this was that TJ swore even his undergarments were longer in length than the shorts he had on. Now TJ was not used to wearing anything this short in his life, and because of that he had distracting tan lines. From his tan calves to the transitioning knee caps to the sunlight deprived bleach white thighs that got a good laugh from anyone who saw TJ.

Some people were grossed out by how TJ was dressed, and kept asking questions like if it violated the schools dress code. The basketball start didn't feel like explaining the whole ordeal with how many people kept asking about it, so instead he just started to tell people that his boyfriend made him do it. It was short sweet, and simple, kinda like his shorts that he cursed Marty for.

A few times throughout the day TJ was finding himself fighting back the urge to wrap his jacket around his waist to cover himself around his basketball buddies, he didn't wanna look like a male cheerleader. Thing was he was already dressed, and at school, and couldn't give up now. He had to prove his boyfriend wrong, he is the macho man in the relationship.

Marty found it humorous how TJ genuinely thought that doing this was going to prove him as the manly one. He waited until the school day had come to end, and for the jock to be over at his house before unleashing the truth upon him. "Since I wore the worse of two clothing items all day, now you can't deny that I'm the more manly one," TJ told Marty as he sat down on the edge of the bed.

Marty sat down beside him, and slapped his exposed thigh laughing. "Sorry to break it to you, but macho men don't go around wearing booty shorts at school."
"Excuse me?" TJ exclaimed. "You said that if I did, it'd prove that I'm braver and therefore the manlier one?"

"Once again Teej wearing booty shorts doesn't make you man, it makes you a fruit," Marty told him.

"Did I just get insulted by my own boyfriend, who is supposed to love me?" TJ asked.

"Maybe a little, but I happen to like fruits," Marty told him.

"Oh yeah, what type of fruit am I?" TJ asked Marty rather curiously while on the discussion of fruits.

"A lemon," Marty deadpanned.

TJ's eyebrows scrunched up to greet each other in the middle above his nose as he asked, "why?" while shaking his head slightly not understanding. "Are you saying I'm sour or something? Or calling me yellow?"

"No, you're a lemon because it stings my eyes looking at how ridiculous you are dressed. Womens bathing suits aren't even that short, like jeez have some dignity, and put some actual clothes on," Marty said playfully going off on TJ for clothes that he convinced him to wear.

Quickly not going to sit there and take it from Marty, TJ stood up and shoved Marty back down into the bed. He then climbed on top pushing his body down on top, as his head dove down for a kiss. Marty didn't have time to object as lips were already on his pushing him further down into the bed. When their lips parted TJ said, "say I'm a macho man."

"I will when it's true," Marty challenged as he placed his hands on TJ's side to push him off.

TJ grabbed ahold of his wrists, and forced his arms back onto the bed, as he kissed Marty again who was fighting back. TJ did kiss after kiss until Marty gave in, and relaxed his body melting into the kiss. "Fine you're a macho man," Marty said.

"Damn right I am, and you're the lemon I've never heard a more sour voice in my entire life."

The End

For those of you that knew this story was coming, yah best like it. I did this (thing) for you. Eh, and maybe a little because I love Tarty. Also comment what you think, was it too weird? Anyways like always I'll leave off with some random pictures.