Cyrus Pov

I walk as fast as I can to where TJ and I first talked, the swings. Luckily I'm not wrong, and he's there, but he's not swinging high like he normally does. I walk up nonchalantly, slowly trying to catch my breath. "Not-So-Scary-Basketball-Guy."

He jumps for a moment, startled. "Oh, Underdog. What are you doing here?" He says with a slight smirk.

"I reminded you about swinging, remember?"

"Right, sorry. Here," he grabs the swing for me, "come join me."

"Thanks." I sit down but don't swing. TJ, however, starts to swing higher. "I was actually wondering something." I say.

"Oh? What's that?" He asks, gaining height and speed.

"You mentioned before that you have stuff."

"Yeah?"

"I told you that I bet I have more stuff?"

"Where's this going Underdog?" He asks sincerely.

"Well, now I think we might have some of the same kind of stuff." I say, hoping he'll catch the bait.

"I doubt it."

"I bet ya I can guess one thing that is part of both of our stuff, how about five bucks?"

"Sure, I won't say no to free money." He says laughing slightly.

I take a breath and close my eyes, trying to build up confidence. I open my eyes and look right at him, wanting to see his reaction. "We're both gay."

It all happens so fast, but it's almost like slow motion as he makes a full body turn in the air on the swing, and goes flying off of it, unable to catch himself he tumbles onto the ground, letting out a small groan. "TJ!" I yell after him, and get to my knees at his side. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine Underdog, maybe bruised, but I'm fine. How did you know?" His face hardens. "Did Buffy tell you?"

"What? No, Amber helped me figure it out. Wait, how does Buffy know?"

"It slipped out, I wanted to tell you first, but I wanted me and Buffy to be friends first."

"Why would you and Buffy need to be friends for you to tell me?"

"Because, if Buffy and I were friends it would mean that...well, that the only thing that would stop us from being a couple is you..." He starts to blush, which is something I've never seen him do, and its adorable.

"So you do like me..."

"Yeah...do you-" he starts to ask, but I cut him off.

"Yeah." I say, blushing, looking down at him on the ground.

He sits up, looking at me dead in the eye. "Good, I'm glad that you finally know."

"Me too." I smile at him. I remember that Bex's wedding is in a couple of days, and Andi said we could bring a plus one.

"Hey TJ?"

"Yeah Underdog?"

"Would you be my date to Andi's mom's wedding?" I ask nervously.

"Depends, will you be my boyfriend?" He says calm and smoothly, in typical TJ fashion.

I blush, and reply, "I'd like that."

"Then in that case, I'd love to."