Tronnor OneShots

When I Look At Him...

I lay in almost complete silence, the only sound being the soft breathes the from the man I've learned to love. 
I watched as his chest moved up and down in an even rhythm, the moonlight illuminating his face in an uneven pattern.
His arms held so tightly around my waist I feel as if I couldn't escape, although I had no intention of doing so.
I stared at him with nothing but admiration and love, still baffled over the thought of how I was lucky enough to have someone like him.
I gently brushed his curls out of his face, allowing the light to light his face up even more, revealing the freckled skin and a small birthmark. I placed a kiss on his forehead, as if I hadn't given him enough kisses throughout the entire day.
As I pulled away, I looked up to the ceiling, and couldn't help but to begin to think.

I began to think about how not that long ago, we were complete strangers, meeting for the first time at PlaylistLive, both of us still quite young.
How from that day forward our friendship grew and grew, without a single thought about how we would ever end up together.
As we became closer, neither of us realized how quickly we were falling for one another. With simple gestures that were too far from being completely platonic, it was easy to see the other person meant something.

Months passed, and both of our hearts knew how much we needed the other person.

"Do you....do you think we can try this?"

Those simple words were all it took for the butterflies to invade my stomach, my heart and mind both telling me how badly I wanted this. With intertwined fingers and a brief kiss, each pair of lips touching with slight hesitation, only come to realize they fit perfectly together, our story started, and it's far from being finished.

I then began to think about all of the memories in between the pages.
From sharing an umbrella in the rain, a simple gesture that made my stomach churn.
A double date with two of our friends, while I snuck glances at the all-too-beautiful boy sitting next to me.
A trip to New Zealand, with only the two of us, with some of the best memories I could have asked for.
To the simple late night Skype calls we had when we were on opposite sides of the world, either of us staying up until the early hours of the morning, falling asleep on the other end.

"You think we'll last, right Con?" he questioned shyly, "I'm not planning on going anywhere..."
"Of course I do, Tro," I said as he place his head in the crook of my neck,"I'm not planning on going anywhere either."

That night of the conversation was the time I realized how hard I fell for the Aussie. How hard I fell for his smile, his blue eyes that seemed like never ending oceans, the birthmark underneath his eye that I can't help but kiss everyday, his laugh that sounded like a symphony, and just the boy he is and always has been.

So many other things that I could probably list for years, but the sudden sound of the duvet being ruffled put an end to my thoughts.

I turned back to him, seeing that his head was now on the center of my chest. I sighed contently, pulling him as close as humanly possible, which still felt like a great distance. I kissed the top of his head, taking in his familiar scent.

With all of my thoughts still swimming laps in my head, I whispered sincerely, "Thank you, Troye Sivan Mellet, for everything. I love and cherish more than you'll ever know."
With one final glance, I drifted off to sleep.

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a/n
So I don't know how that went given the fact that this is my first time and I just legit started typing but I hope you kind of liked it because I'm just trying this out. Sorry about how short it is by the way, once I get the hang of it I promise they'll be longer :)

thanks for reading!
- Lian