《★Too Much Root Beer★ A Cody x Junior Fanfic》×The Photos×
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We eased our way to the back of the couch, where I heard Cody's mom and dad arguing about something. "Judith, what did I tell you?! That was just Pizza hut who messaged me!" I heard a sigh and then a women's voice, "Tyron, why would Pizza hut message you about them being pregnant?", I glanced over at Cody who seemed unfazed by the whole thing. He was still holding onto my wrist tightly, he then gave it a squeeze before slowly pulling me towards the stairs.
We finally made our way up to Cody's room, I looked around the room as I sat on the edge of his bed. It wasn't as weird as it used to be. It was more bluer than it was before and those clearly photoshopped posters of him were gone. I glanced back at Cody and watched him put the flowers on his night stand. "So, what do you want to do?" Cody awkwardly asked, I gave him a shrug, turning my attention to his closet.
There was a moment of silence, until Cody spoke up again, "How about I get us some snacks?", I scrunched up my nose. I really didn't want to eat anything from Cody's house, but I'll take my chances. "Sure, sounds good." Cody seemed like he wanted to say something else, but he just backed out of the room, closing the door after him.
I let out a huge sigh, not realizing I was holding my breath. Ugh I want this to be over with. I turned my attention to the closet again and stood up. I strolled over to the closet and opened it, it was mostly empty. Just some clothes hanging up, which were the same blue "dresses" Cody always wears. I looked down and see a small brown wooden box on the floor. I get on my knees and examined it. I smirked, I wonder what's in here? Without any hesitation, I opened the box and peered inside, excitedly.
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There were photos in there, like a lot of them. I picked up one of the photos and tilted my head. It was a photo of me, I dropped the photo and picked up another one, me again. I spent about 5 minutes looking at the photos, I sat there for a bit. Why does he have these? When did he even take them? I slowly put the photos up and closed the box and before I could push the box back in the closet, I heard the door open. "Junior? What are you doing?" Cody closed the door quietly, he had bags of chips and two bottles of soda in his arms.
I looked down at the box, then back up at Cody, "Uh...I was going through your stuff and found this box." I saw Cody freeze, he then placed the chips and soda on the bed. "Why were you going through my closet?" He was visibly upset and I furrowed my brows, "Why do you have photos of me?" There was silence for a moment, I couldn't tell if Cody was embarrassed or angry that I found this weird secret of his. I don't care, maybe something interesting WILL happen tonight.
A/N: Welp this was not where I expecting it to go, I actually drew a comic of this. But I decided to write about them instead and this turned out completely different. Anyways hope you liked it, if you think I need to add/change something let me know. ❤️✌️
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