Take me away//Tronnor

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Connor POV
After that little meet up we had with Tyler in the coffee shop, Troye was a little quite in the car ride home, He looked at me and said something that made me feel so warm inside.
"Connor, I'm so happy you aren't like that." He smiles are me and places his hand on top of mine on the clutch.
"You never need to worry about that" I look over at him, he is looking out the window. How did I get too be so lucky?

We only got coffee so both Troye and I were going to get hungry pretty soon. "Con, I'm cold can I barrow a sweatshirt?" I murmur a yes, whilst checking my email. It's weird ya' know once you get in a relationship with a friend, it either feels like you've been dating forever, or its super awkward. This is nice, Troye is comfortable around me. It feels like we were always dating even though it has literally been 2 hours.
Troye comes out it a oversized 'Minnesota' sweatshirt, that I got large on purpose and he is also in my favorite grey beanie from Urban Outfitters. I tilt my chin up, and wrinkle my face
"Daz mine" I say in a fake pouty voice.
"Not anymoreeee" Troye says sticking out his tongue as he backs into the kitchen.

Troye POV
I announce that today I want too make bread and Connor was going to help me weather he liked it or not. He laughed, and promised that if I made bread he would indeed help me. I loved his alugh, everything about it, when he really laughed and not giggled he always threw his head back. It was something I had always noticed but just now really started enjoying. I quickly looked up "yummy bread things" too find one that I wanted to make.

I fianlly settled for a "rustic Italian" because it sounded cool and very hipster. I asked Connor too "get all the bread making shit" and once we had it all gathered we started our baking adventure. It was full of a lot of cursing on my behalf and a lot of giggling and picture taking on Connor's. By the end of us making the dough I was nearly head to toe in a thin layer of flour. we put a clean wash cloth over the dough so it could rise.
I took of Con's beanie and started dusting of my hair. Connor, who had managed too stay clean durning this whole adventure, walked closer too me. He ran his finger over my lips, the glided down towards my jaw, then brought my face closer too his before closing the gap with a soft kiss.