Tyrandy Reposted

Episode 13 ☆ *Don't make me wait until the morning*

Don't make me wait until the morning (got a bed with your name on it) by ijustcantwaittobequeen
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Five times with Tandy and Tyrone + a bed

(This chapter contains some parts that may be mature or inappropriate for some people. I'll put a disclaimer before the part)

1.

When you wake up everyday

And it gives you your first breath

Or it makes you so afraid

But you take another step

-'You Might Be', Ryan Destiny & Quincy.

It was the longest they had not spoken to each other since the first time they properly talked in the church, after that awful fight.

Like that time, he wanted to take back everything that had happened.

Together when they were fighting the world, they could be vicious, they could hurt people, they could fight so good; when they were fighting with each other it was the same. Except without her being there to talk to, everything was kind of shitty.

"Will Evita be over tonight?" His mother asked him, breaking through his thoughts while he was sitting at the breakfast bar, eating his bagel, and generally just moping.

"I don't know." Tyrone told her.

He stood up, taking his bagel with him in one hand and swung his school bag over his other shoulder.

"Tyrone..."

"Yeah, Ma."

"Do you want to talk about it?" His mother asked, walking around the bench to look at him closely, dishevelled at the collar of his school uniform, eyes tired.

"Not really."

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Later, during his lunch break, he saw her across the courtyard with Evita - both in their preppy uniforms holding onto their books discussing something intently. It was her first day at St. Sebastian's after weeks of Ty promising he would be with her, that 'being a normal teenager' was important.

Without looking up he felt a shadow come across his face, lifting his chin, he was met with Evita glowering down at him.

"Well are you gonna fix it?"

Tyrone glanced towards his lunch, then back at Evita, "Sorry?"

"Don't play dumb, Tyrone. She's been quiet all day and won't even tell me why. Ever since I told you about the Divine Pairing stuff my Aunt told me you've both been acting up."

Tyrone took a deep breath, looking across the courtyard at the blonde in question pretending to be a part of whatever conversation was happening, using her fork to play with her lunch while one of Evita's other friends was talking to her.

"Y'know, Evita, she could fix it too."

He heard Evita sigh, before shaking her head and mumbling under her breath, "you two are as stubborn as each other."