Oneshots || Tyrus

He

"She"
"He"

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Am I allowed to look at her like that?

Am I allowed? To look at him like that? Whenever we're together, my eyes always manage to linger on his.

Could it be wrong, when she's just so nice to look at?

But he's just so nice to look at. His curly tufts of brown hair, his deep chocolatey eyes. His golden smile.

She smells like lemongrass and sleep

He smells like strawberries and sweets

She tastes like apple juice and peach

He tastes like chocolate chips and shakes

You would find her in a Polaroid picture

He covers my walls, with our Polaroid pictures

And she, means everything to me

I think he, means everything to me
He always helps me with my "stuff"
He brings me confidence and comfort when I need it most
I could trust him with anything, my fears, my hopes and dreams
I know now what I feel is more than a friend should

I'd never tell

He can not know

No, I'd never say a word

No, I can not say the word

And oh it aches

Can't say "I'm gay"

But it feels oddly good to hurt

Because I know he'd up and leave

And she smells like lemongrass and sleep

And he smells like strawberries and sweets

She tastes like apple juice and peach

He tastes like chocolate chips and shakes

You would find her in a Polaroid picture

He covers my walls, with our Polaroid pictures

And she, means everything to me

I know he, means everything to me

Oh, oh, oh

The muffin
The swings
The underdog
The nicknames
The birthday
The basketball game
The math
The diner
The somersault
The plan
The look back

Oh, oh, oh

The bet
The invitation
The bikes
The apologies
The pond
The ping pong table
The challah
The costume

And I'll be okay

I've kept it up this long

Admiring from afar

Suppressing my smitten heart

Cause even when she's next to me

Cause whenever we bump shoulders

We could not be more far apart

I can't still my beating heart

Cause she tastes like birthday cake and story time and fall

Cause he tastes like tater tots and late night calls and sparks

But to her

But to him

I taste of nothing at all

I fear I taste of nothing at all

And she smells like lemongrass and sleep

And he smells like strawberries and sweets

She tastes like apple juice and peach

He tastes like chocolate chips and shakes

You would find her in a Polaroid picture

He covers my walls, with our Polaroid pictures

And she means everything to me

And Cy, he means everything to me

Yes she, means everything to me

Yes he, means everything to me

She means everything to me

Cyrus G. means everything to me

Dodie
TJ Kippen

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Here's just a quick little sick day oneshot for all of you :) I love Dodie and Tyrus sm so I figured I'd combine the two! Lmk how you all like it 🥰