Tyrus One-Shots

Spider-Kippen

It feels like a Mariah Carey song as TJ and Cyrus walk out of the movie theatre, so many emotions. TJ's face is a mix of frustration and sadness, even if it seems impossible to feel those two emotions at the same time. Cyrus keeps a poker face as he eats from the popcorn bucket TJ is holding.

Cyrus finally takes a look at his boyfriend for the first since since leaving the theatre. He had never seen him this worked up, not even when the whole student trial event was completely pointless. Along with a few tears building up, TJ's face contains a scrunched up nose and mouth combination that might cause wrinkles, along with a few tears building up.

Who knew the new Spider-Man movie could have this effect on someone. Sure, it's a fantastic movie that knows how to pull all the emotional strings one has, but all at the same time? That's next level artwork.

As Cyrus' hand reaches out for another handful of popcorn, TJ went through the ending of the movie again and slammed the bucket down. The popcorn managed to form a circle around them. Both boys stopped in their place. Onlookers took note, but kept moving along.

TJ shook his head as if he was both in denial and shock. His overreactions and expressions, also paired with his level of shooketh, could make people think that he's been watching too many Shane Dawson videos. He has, but that's not the issue at hand.

"I can't believe it." TJ says softly, barely audible. He holds his hands to the middle of his chest. They're shaking a little. Open hands slowly turn to fists and he slams them on the top part of his legs. "The audacity of it all! Peter is such a sweet and soft boy that deserves the world! AAAAAHHHH!"

More onlookers noticed and stopped to stare. TJ attempts to buff up to scare them off, but he's such a soft boy like Peter Parker that it comes off as more adorable than threatening. Knowing that he wasn't going to do anything, the people went on their way, but make comments.

Cyrus steps in front of his boyfriend. He takes ahold of his head with one hand and turns it so that they are making eye contact. With the other hand, he caresses the left side. Starting at his hair, maneuvering behind the ear, then down the jawline reaching his chin.

From where they're standing, the shade from the ceiling covers half of TJ's face. The other half is brightened from the sun. His hair flows like flowers in a field because of the slight breeze. His outfit consists of tight jeans, a leather jacket, and a plain white shirt. Combine all of that with the facial expressions and you have a contender of a cover model for one of those fragrance commercials.

Cyrus caresses his face again. He smiles a little and he leans in closer. "TJ, first of all, I do not appreciate that you dropped the popcorn. It costs four dollars and fifty-eight cents and I wasn't finished yet. Second, calm down, baby. It's just movie."

All TJ manages to do is gasp his lungs out. His face stands frozen for a second. He looks his boyfriend up and down, as if examining him to make sure he's alright. "Blasphemy! It is not just a movie, it is Marvel!"

"Do you hear yourself?"

"Yes I do. And Spider-Man is my favorite superhero of all time and will be until the dawn of infinity, war. And Tom Holland is bae, change my mind. No, wait, you can't. Him and I are endgame."

Placing a hand on his hip, and shifting his weight on one side, Cyrus checks out TJ from head to toe. "What about us? I thought we are endgame? Remember what happened on the bench?"

TJ rubs the back of his neck. His cheeks turn red. "I love you, Underdog. You know what I mean. My celebrity endgame that I know will never happen, but I can dream. But it doesn't matter because you're all that I need. You're my real endgame and the love of my life. You're the peanut butter to my jelly. The Power to my Ranger. The Kool to my Aid."