You Just Need A Hand | Ambi & Tyrus

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Cyrus POV

Right now, I sort of wish there was a kind of flower significant to TJ and I's relationship so it would hint at whatever I'm going to find at the end of this trail, but alas, there isn't, so I'm left wandering down this lavender trail, getting giddy with the hope that it'll lead somewhere romantic. The path of lavender leads me to the Kippen's deck, where I find TJ sitting at a piano. He looks... well, his hair is less stiff than usaul, and I like the way it curls a little like that, he's wearing another tight shirt, this one white and a dark purple jacket I've never seen him wear before, and I like it a lot. It makes the already incredibly handsome boy look even more dapper, if I may say so myself. When he hears me coming up the stairs, he pushes the key cover off the piano and beckons for me to sit down on the little black seat with him. At first I sit on the edge, but that is completely unsatisfying, and feels like an especially stupid extra precaution when I see just how tiny a gap it leaves between the two of us. Screw it, I lean up against him. The best part is when that makes him smile. Something inside him seems just a little freer tonight for some reason. 

He begins to play the piano, singing quietly as he does. It didn't occurs to me that he could play piano. Which now doesn't make much sense, I know his mom's a piano teacher, and why would we be sitting on piano if he wasn't going to play it. I recognize, it's old, "Your Song", by Elton John.

"It's a little bit funny, this feeling inside. I'm not one of those who can... easily hiiiddeee. I don't have much money, but if I diiid, I'd big house for us both to live."

I didn't realize I had this song until this very moment as I join in, "If I was sculpture, but then again... no. Or a man who made potions in a traveling shoow."

TJ takes the next line, his quiet grin growing, "I know it's not much, but it's the best I can do. My gift is my song, anddd this one for you."

"And you can tell everybody, this is your song, it made be quite simple but, now that its' done,"

TJ joins in, maybe intent to take over again, but I keep singing too. I need to tell him this, these words in this song, and he must need to tell me the same.

"I hope you don't, I hope you don't mind, that I put down in words," We both take a breathe, our chest hiding and falling in the same moment, "how wonderful life is while you're in the world." The piano stops, and TJ's hand comes down to interlock with mine. I've always liked handholding, but when I held hand with Iris... well, I never knew exactly what to do. There was something slightly off about it, like, I don't know what to do with my hand to the enth degree. If there is anything the polar opposite of that feeling, it's holding hands with TJ. We fit perfectly, and we settle near instantaneously into something calm and wonderful. It's like our hand were made by some immaculate force of nature just so we could hold echo other. That's an annoying cliche sentiment, but right now... who the frick cares. Certainly not me. 

"I want to finish the song, but I don't want to let go your hand."

"Isn't this better?"

"I just... wanted to tell you that your's are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen." I lean my head against his shoulder, wanting to be a close to him as I can, and I can practically the blush and the smile in his voice when he finished, "And I wanted to tell you over and over again how wonderful life is with you in the world."

I lift from his shoulder and give him my most excited smile, "How wonderful?"

And then... he's kissing me and I... whoa. In conclusion, my mental capacity seems to redirect all its energy no longer into to forming any sort of understandable thoughts. It's a soft kiss, like he wants to be gentle and kind. It's an extension of him, and the perfect handholding. Apreantly, this is just what the universe was waiting for. Some persistent force made us to be this for each other, the answer to absolutely every question. If there is some creation spirit, I've never been more grateful to it. He wraps me up in his arms as the kiss continue, pressing every bit of me into him. His soul and body and heart. I want all of it, and right now it feel he'd would offer me every last bit of it. It's the best kind of trust I've ever found with anyone in the whole world. Entirely complete. If I thought we had our perfect world for secret quiet moments before now, it's thousands percent more now and I yearn for and will savor every tiny moment, stolen and spared, I can ever spend there. I'm not an explorer, and I do idolize any of them, but leaving this new world without seeing every beautiful perfect thing it has to have offer, would be a magnificent failure of us.

"That wonderful," TJ breathes, breaking our first kiss.

"I... I really, really, like you, Underdog more than I thought I could ever like anyone. Will you... maybe..."

"Yes," I say, not even considering that the end of that question to go bad.

"Boyfriend?"

As an affirmative, I kiss him again, "Okay." I say against his mouth.

I can feel the smile on his face, even though I've moved to burins my head in his shirt, "Finally," He says after a stunned moment.

I laugh a little, too wound up in his euphoria to think of anything to do but echo him and think of how nothing about this night could possible be better, other than maybe more kissing. "Finally."

In fact, let's get to that more kissing right now, we have a vast new world to explore after all.

Jesse POV

Wrapping it in fairy lights to aid my step-sister dating life was definitely not what I imagined my first use of our homemade wedding arch would be, but I don't care. The smile on her face as she finally says goodbye to her  brand new girlfriend is well worth all the time it'll take tonight to remove those lights and clean up the rose petals in our background before  Chloe get how from our grandparents' house. Especially after I get to see the kiss Cyrus blows my baby brother as he finally leaves too. 

"Thank you so much," Amber says, already helping me with the fairy lights thing.

"Oh, it was worth it, you did all the important things, meeting these people you love, you just a needed a hand to help you get to hold each other's." 

It's an incredibly cheesing thing to say, I know, but after the night over undoubtable cheesy high school love lines my siblings have had, they don't even notice. The thing I notice mostly, is that neither of them objected to the word love. Maybe they're just young and dumb and am not quite what love is and think they're in it, and maybe... well, maybe these love stories aren't the silly high school kind.

A/N: Writing the Tyrus scene made me squeal. I've decided that I'm going to end this story here. I really like this ending, and I want to publish some stories I'm really excited about, so yeah. Hope you guys loved this fluff as much I do. This is my first ever finished book, which is something I've wanted to say to say for literally years now, so thank you so much great people of Wattpad for motivating me to actually do that for the first time! have a wonderful day you wonderful guys, gals, and enby pals! - Elijah <3