Toxic. That was one of the words to describe you and Cyrus’s relationship. You’ve been dating for 8 months, on and off occasionally. You two could go from arguing, to cuddling a few minutes later. You guys just couldn’t leave each other alone because you loved each other so much. You two had yet another argument about something, and yall decided to distance yourselves from each other for a few hours, until he texted you. ”baby, come outside rq. I got sum for yo ass.” He texted you, he was outside your door holding a gift basket of your favorite things in his hands, holding a teddy bear in the other as he waited for you to open the door.