Tyrus One-Shots

Hoodie Stealer

TJ woke up to the sound of his annoyingly loud alarm clock, which isn't even a real clock, more so the alarm on his phone. After turning off the alarm, he sits up and rubs his eyes in an attempt to wake up. Yawning, he stretches his arms. Looking around his room, he smiles at the mess.

His room has clothes scattered all over the floor, dresser drawers wide open, and sport related material preventing any sort of easy movement. He has always been the odd one out in his family when it comes to cleanliness. Something about messes and the stench of the mixture of body oder and sweat didn't bother him. His mother's constant nagging to clean his room never did anything other than wanting him to make it a bigger mess. 

His room is a complete opposite of his sister's. Whenever he has to enter his sister's room, he enters a mini state of shock. Her room is so pink that it's literal kryptonite. Stuffed animals and dolls lined up the walls, posters of boy bands on the ceiling so that would be the last thing she sees before she sleeps, and all the trophies from ballet on her desk. TJ thinks that their parents are prouder of her than him because he never has won anything for basketball. Although they tell him all the time that trophies don't matter, they don't act that way when his sister gets another one. 

Finally getting off the bed, TJ steps on a stray lego from his dinosaur set. His face turns red, nearly swearing, which would've ended up in more pain if his mother heard. He simply kicks it under the bed. 

The path to his closet wasn't much easier. Random basketballs had to either be stepped over or kicked to the side. Even though he admits his room is a total mess, it's his mess. He finds comfort in there where others might faint from the smell. To him, this is his castle and he has control over how it is kept. However, Cyrus has everything to do in how the castle looks.

Whenever Cyrus comes over, TJ suddenly turns into The Flash and cleans his room. By clean, he means shoving everything under the bed and using a can and a half of air freshener, the berry scented kind. It's worse when Cyrus comes over unannounced. TJ's gets too caught up in the moment seeing his friend take the time to surprise him, then freaks up because he hadn't prepared his room yet. He ends up making some excuss for Cyrus to stay downstairs for a minute while he fixes his room. 

Opening his closet, TJ looks through his collection of hoodies. Nothing really stood out to him for today. No special event or anything, it's only chocolate chocolate chip muffin day. So, you know, the best day ever. 

Throwing random hoodies to the already clothes filled floor, TJ started to get flustered at not finding the right one. He shuts the closet door. He drops to the ground and begins going through the hoodies that were already on the floor. Sure, it wasn't the most sanitary choice, but it's worth it if he finds the perfect one. Besides, it's not just muffin day, it's also the day he and Cyrus are set to attend the dinosaur museum after shool as a treat for getting through lunch detention yesterday. 

Upon reaching the third pile, the top hoodie stood out to him. It's cyan with a penguin eating a popsicle while saying "chill out" on the front. Smiling from adorableness, he put it on. It was a little snug on him, but figures he was growing out of it. Doesn't matter because he knows Cyrus will like it.  

After the nerve wrecking drive to school, he was finally able to leave his talkative sister that pratically wished he could ride the bus. He walks into the school and sees Cyrus at his locker. He waves and walks towards him, but Cyrus doesn't notice and walks away. 

Later at lunch, TJ stands in line. Andi, Buffy, and Jonah are behind him, talking secretly. Buffy nods her head, resulting in Andi to tap on TJ's shoulder. He turns around and notices them smiling. "Yes?"

They all grin harder, somehow seeming like they were enjoying something. Andi clears her throat. "Um. Where did you get that hoodie?"

All TJ does is shrug. He really doesn't remember the details of all 562 hoodies he owns. So why would he remember this specific one. "On my floor."