Behind the Camera (YouTuber One-shots)

Troyler

"Troyler Birthday Hugs" - FunForLouis

During the video - 8:13

"Drink, drink, drink!" they chorused, as Tyler tipped his head back to pour the rest of the beer down his throat. Troye winced, knowing from experience that it would cause nothing but a burning pain, yet Tyler seemed determined to prove his abilities to the rest of the group. So instead, Troye rose to his feet as the last of the liquid disappeared, cheering.

"Lads lads lads!" he shouted, adding his voice to the mix and shaking his hands to create the snapping sound he enjoyed so much. Tyler glanced up at the noise, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand before throwing a sly wink.

Troye collapsed back, running a hand through his hair to try and disguise the spreading blush, and accompanying grin. When Tyler had told him how he really felt just a week ago, Troye had only smiled and hugged him. Of course, Troye felt the same, if not more, but it wasn't like they could maintain a romantic relationship with their current circumstances as internet personalities.

However, Troye didn't quite factor in Tyler's impulsive flirtatious behavior. Now that they were both tipsy to say the least, Troye didn't stand a chance in passing off Tyler's advances. He just hoped Louis was able to thoroughly edit tonight's vlog to ensure rumour didn't get out.

Most of their expedition-present friends had noticed the change in Troye and Tyler's social relationship, although few had actually commented on it. It was just a mutual, unspoken agreement to edit their recorded footage more carefully, and to turn away the camera if necessary.

Nothing noteworthy had happened yet, but of course it was only a matter of time.

"Hate to say it, it's been fun, but I really need to head back to the hotel soon."

Troye whipped his head up, trying to locate the owner of the voice, but to no avail. Everyone was already adding their agreements, and rising to their feet in preparation. Troye groaned softly, knowing he'd probably be best going back to his room too. He was quickly tiring, despite the energetic buzz the alcohol gave him, and they needed to be up fairly early the next day.

Following the lead of the pack, Troye let himself drop to the back, regretful that the night was already coming to a close. He heard Louis mention ahead that he wanted to find food, and Troye kicked a stone angrily, sending it splashing into the canal. Was it wrong to want to spend more time out on Louis' birthday just to be with Tyler?

"Oi, I saw that."

Troye jumped slightly, glancing around guiltily before relaxing as he saw Joe, looking over his shoulder as Troye slumped, coming to a halt. Joe did the same, turning completely to walk to Troye, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"You, uh, feeling alright?" Joe stammered awkwardly, shuffling his feet. Troye only grinned, sensing Joe's obvious discomfort. The guy had never really been good with emotional dealings anyway.

"Yeah, I'm fine, I think I just drank too much. It's all getting to my head."

"So it's about Tyler then?"

Troye averted his eyes, smiling weakly. "Is it really that obvious?"

Joe seemed to perk up a little, finding his feet on easier grounds now that they'd moved on from comforting to something new. "If you count all the unnecessary touching and lovesick smiles?"

Troye scratched the back of his head, nonplussed. His friend just gave him a light pat on his back, before pushing him on in the direction of the slowly stumbling group. "You know, I can kind of understand it, in a way. I used to be the same."