Aye! Back it again with another flash fiction story. This may or may not be my last one. I know short lived right? It's just that I got other things that I could be doing that I feel are more worth my while. I still do fanfic, just that it is full length and posted on instead of here.

Anyways this chapter is Tyrus…. I know shocking coming from me. Oh well just read it! Warning for slight homophobia near the beginning.

School ~•~

Cyrus slumped in at his desk looking down at it while he was not getting any attention from TJ. History was the one class that the two had together, and Cyrus would find himself glancing at TJ from across the room seeing the Jock's body sitting up straight remaining attentive to the teacher. Cyrus was under the impression that TJ did not like school, but he seemed pretty fond of history class.

The teacher lectured on with the lesson about history in Afghanistan before proceeding to tap in a little deeper getting into the culture of it. Nothing seemed that interesting, it just sounded like a horrible place to live. Cyrus wasn't paying all that much attention until one word echoed throughout the entire room.

Gay.

The teacher just started on about how being gay is illegal over there, and people are murdered for it. Just knowing that is how some parts of the world still are today hit him hard. TJ sympathetically looked over at Cyrus seeing if he was okay. For the first time when he looked at the Goodman boy, he did not quickly advert his gaze pretending like he wasn't staring. Cyrus was staring off into space at the ground near the side of his desk like he was a deer caught in headlights. Frozen, he remained.

In spite of the seeing Cyrus in this awful situation TJ was actually quite optimistic about it. He saw it as even more reason to believe that his crush is gay, just like him. The two had become instant friends, and the relationship kept growing until it came to a stop. The next step to do would be become boyfriends, but neither one of them knew for certain the other's sexuality. Not knowing has keep both of them from asking for what their heart desires.

TJ knew how to deal with his feelings about being gay. He didn't care if people hated gays, that is their problem to deal with and not his. As for Cyrus he let the weight of it all crush his spirit resulting in TJ's frown increasing as some students held sidebar conversations.

"Only if we killed the ones we got here," said a student while another lightly snickered.

Another whispered back, "yeah, no one wants them here."

TJ felt a fire burning up inside of him, but it would out of line to stand up, and make a big fuss at the moment. Cyrus' chest shook as his arms began to tingle. He closed his eyes shut tightly hoping that it would block out the rest of the room, much to his disappointment it did not. Cyrus took slow, deep, and heavy breaths as he tried his best to not let the water works out.

"Hush up," the history teacher commanded silencing the class from the many private conversations that were being held. At once they seemed to just drop it, and the teacher didn't come back around the Afghanistan views on the LGBT+. Cyrus was thankful for the teacher moving on, and getting off of the touchy subject for him.

Cyrus remained his composure for the rest of the class. Although he was not able to work, with his mind being elsewhere. The words of his peers kept replaying in his head like a bad record on repeat.

After School ~•~

TJ spotted Cyrus as he hurried off out the school to get home. "Cyrus wait!" TJ called out as he lightly jogged to catch up to Cyrus. When Cyrus turned TJ saw the pained look plastered upon his face. There was nothing more that TJ wanted to do in that moment than to kiss off all of his pain.

"I'm sorry Teej," Cyrus said softly. "I need to get home, see yah." With that said Cyrus left while TJ stood there with his crushes words lingering around his head.

The Goodman Residence ~•~

"Hey Cyrus, how was school?" Norman asked as Cyrus entered the house. Cyrus turned past him, and started going up the stairs towards his bedroom with his bag still on.

"Fine, I got homework to work on," Cyrus answered back once he got onto the stairs before climbing up the rest as to not allow Norman enough time to ask another question. Cyrus got into his room, shutting the door, dropping his bag against the wall, and collapsing onto the bed grabbing onto some pillows for dear life as he let out all of his bottled up emotions from the school day.

Cyrus scrunched up the pillows feeling them with the palms of his hands as he laid on his stomach stuffing them under his heaving chest while pools of tears formed onto the top of the pillows. He cried heavily for about five minutes before slowing down. He rolled over, wiped his tears, and sniffled as he began to sit up.

Meanwhile back down on the main floor, Norman let TJ into the house. "Where's Cyrus?" he asked.

"Up in his room, I'm assuming you're here to do the homework with him?" Norman asked as he guided TJ pointing up the stairs. The Basketball Star couldn't figure out why he does that everytime. He already knows exactly where Cyrus' bedroom is located in the house.

TJ went along with the homework thing, and replied, "yeah, and thanks for letting me in on such short notice."

"Anytime, education is of utmost importance," Norman responded as he lightly chuckled to himself, while TJ disappeared up the stairs silently. Upon opening the door TJ's heart shattered. There Cyrus was sitting on his bed with freshly tear stained cheeks while his pillow was wet with evidence of something other than homework.

TJ shut the door as Cyrus stumbled with his words from his crush appearing out of nowhere, "what? TJ… what? Why are you here?"

Cyrus watched as he approached closer sitting down onto the bed next to him as he spoke making the mattress dip down causing Cyrus to slide down closer up against TJ's thigh. "Underdog, I just couldn't stop worrying about you after I saw you leaving school. You looked like something was wrong," TJ explained to Cyrus.

"Why do you care so much?" the emotionally distraught boy asked.

"I just do," TJ started, "you mean a lot to me. I care about you."

"I'm fine," Cyrus deadpanned.

"You were just crying, come on Underdog please tell me what's wrong?"

This was the one matter that Cyrus never had the courage to bring up with any of his four Shrink parents. "Me," Cyrus said.

"What?" TJ asked confused.

The next words barely managed to slip past Cyrus' lips while his brain did not catch them coming out. "They'd have me killed in Afghanistan."

The severity of the situation dawned upon TJ. As fast as lighting he flung his arms around Cyrus surprising him a bit as he was getting hugged. Slowly, but surely Cyrus snaked his arms around TJ holding him back.

"Teej?" Cyrus asked quietly.

TJ rubbed Cyrus' back as he answered, "yeah?"

"I'm gay," Cyrus said releasing the ball of pressure from the pit of his stomach as he inhaled sharply. He just said that to his crush.

TJ moved one arm up, and pulled Cyrus' head to his chest, while he cooed into his ear, "glad I'm not the only one."

Cyrus pushed off of TJ to make sure he was not messing with him. TJ's face remained straight unlike his sexuality as Cyrus concentrated on it. Cyrus' focused face faded into a smiling one as time went on. "No way," Cyrus said as he stood up facing TJ.

"Yes way," TJ said popping up standing in front of Cyrus.

"Prove it," Cyrus said testing the waters. TJ didn't have to be told more than once, he had been dreaming of this moment ever since he met Cyrus. In a matter of seconds TJ's head lowered to Cyrus as his own head absentmindedly gravitated towards the other teen's head. While Norman was downstairs changing the channel on the television TJ could be found upstairs kissing his son in the middle of the room.

TJ parted his lips from Cyrus, but stayed in close proximity. Neither one wanted this moment to end, so they both went back in for another kiss holding their lips together, as a few tears escaped from Cyrus' eyes. When TJ noticed he asked, "why are you crying again?"

Cyrus released more tears as he choked out "this is everything I've ever wanted," while being overcome with intense emotions. From coming out to his crush to learning he's gay too, all the way to now kissing his first guy, better yet his crush.

"I want this too," TJ said with his arms finding their rightful place around Cyrus as he pulled in him closely.

The Weekend ~•~

TJ ended up asking Cyrus out the other day, obviously his answer was yes. TJ showed his happiness through kisses as he slept over at Cyrus' house without his parents knowing of their new relationship.

While laying on their sides in bed facing each other TJ smirked. Picking up on that smirk the corners of Cyrus' mouth curled upwards as he asked, "what?"

"Come here," TJ said not giving Cyrus time to come to him, because TJ already closed the distance between the two. TJ kissed from his left cheek, to the tip of his nose, to the right cheek, while Cyrus giggled.

"Teej quit it, you're making me blush," Cyrus playfully announced.

"No, you look cute," TJ said as he went for Cyrus' lips this time getting yet another long desired kiss from his now boyfriend. "I'm so lucky to have you Underdog," TJ said solemnly.

"Thanks," Cyrus said.

"For what?"

"Healing the pain."

The End

Wow, that was definitely not a flash fiction. More of a one shot. This is like one of the only Tyrus things I've ever wrote, so how did I do? Like always here are some pictures that I have for whatever reason. Peace!