Our Story (Tronnor)

Finding Out

C O N N O R

"Okay, do you have everything you need? Cell phone, wallet, keys, passport, lu-" Troye was starting to speak, but I cut him off by pressing my lips onto his.

He gives in to the kiss, then pulls away. "What was that for?" He asks, almost flustered.

"You just talk too much, and worry too much. Yes, I have everything I need to help me survive these awful two weeks with you," Obviously, sarcasm came into play with that last part. But just in case Troye didn't catch the sacrasm, I quickly finished my sentence with, "Just kidding, it's gonna be amazing." Now he's blushing.

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The car ride to the airport was silent yet sweet. Silent as in neither of us talked, just nodded our heads to the flow of the music. There's something about those times that the silence between us makes me feel at home. I know that whenever there's silence, it's never awkward. Because I know that if I just look over to my side and get a view of him, I suddenly don't feel the feeling of lonliness anymore.

When we arrive to the airport, we head straight to check-in. Everything gets situated and now we play the waiting game.

-

It was early in the morning, and you guessed it. I needed my coffee fix.

"Hey Tro, do you wanna go get some coffee?" I caught Troye's attention. He slightly rolled his eyes then began to grow a small little grin on his plumped lips.

"Of course you'd ask that." He sasses back at me. I can't help but to laugh at that. What do you expect? Me to just give up on coffee? No. Never. I stand up, my body facing towards Troye sitting down, and hold out my hand. He starts blushing and smiling towards the gesture, then finally takes my hand.

Luckily, there were barely any people in the airport at the moment. So we didn't care if we were holding hands in public. We weren't really out as a couple yet, at least not to our viewers. It's not that we don't want to tell them, because they deserve to know. It's more that we probably just aren't ready yet. We're glad that we already have some privacy right now, but we weren't sure if that was always the case.

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Right when our names were called to go get our freshly brewed coffee, an attendant shouted into the microphone, "Flight 318! Passengers can now board onto the plane, flight 318."

We looked at eachother for one second, Troye saying,"I'll go get our stuff, get the coffee! Meet me at the door." That was my call to grab the coffees as fast as I could. Once the 2 heated beverages that were burning, were in my hands, I make a run for it.

I ran back to see Troye standing at the gate with our luggage, looking up from his phone as he sees me approach him. God, he look so cute with his beanie on top of his flat curly hair. Or well, it wasn't his beanie. It was mine. So I guess you can say it's our beanie then.

I walk towards him and hand him his cup of coffee. "Thanks Con, oh and I already gave our boarding passes to the lady, let's go!" I respond with a nod and we start making our way through the entrance to the plane.

We are greeted by these 2 kind flight attendants, who guide us to our seats. As soon as we are situated and have our seat belts fastened, the flight attendant mumbles, "You two are ridiculously cute." She gives us a little smile and quietly turns back to walk away.

Troye started blushing and grinning mad hard at that compliment, as it was one of the first compliments we've gotten in a long time.

After the flight attendant left, I whisper to Troye, "She's right, we really are ridiculously cute." Troye rolls his eyes at that while trying to hide the smile that's covered his entire face. "Don't deny it." I say. "Who said I was?" Troye responded, smirking back at me.