Tyrus oneshots.

Cyrus pushed him a little bit away, just enough to take him by the collar of the dark hoodie and take the initiative for the kiss. They both closed their eyes, tasting each other's lips and the sweet moment that enveloped them. Cyrus' lips tasted like cinnamon and chocolate, freshly baked Christmas cookies and holiday flavour. TJ felt the typical knot in his stomach that characterized every moment he spent with his little man, his breath blocked, his heart racing like it was in a Formula 1 race. Finally, he was home, he had found his soulmate. His greatest wish had come true: to love and be loved by someone who would make him feel accepted.

{by "It all fell down"}