The boys walked hand in hand to their coffee shop. They had a headphone in one of their ears while they listened to Livewire. The boys eventually made their way to the coffee shop, and sat down at their table. After the day they met, they had come here about 5 more times, always sitting at their table.
"I'll go get our coffees. The usual?"
"Sure. Thank you Con." Troye looked at Connor and kissed him quickly before letting go of Connors hand. Connor went and ordered his latte and Troyes iced coffee with vanilla. He waiting there for a couple minutes and soon brought the coffees to their table.
"Here you go." Connor said as he set the coffees down on the table and sitting across from Troye.
"Aww. Thank you so much babe." If Connor heard correctly he definitely liked what he heard. He looked down to avoid Troye seeing him blush at the new pet name.
"So..."
"How's classes and shit?" Troye asked Connor after taking a sip of his coffee.
"Alright. Science sucks and I'm pretty sure the teacher is assigning lab partners and I really don't want to have to do any projects with some random person who expects me to do all the work."
"Get angry about it!" Troye said jokingly. Connor laughed along.
"I would much rather just work on it all my own as long some student didn't expect me to do their work for them."
"I see."
"What about you. How are your other classes. Getting the hang of the school?"
"Yeah. Pretty much. I do like the math teacher though. He can be pretty funny sometimes. It adds a bit of fun to the torture of Pre-Calc."
"You've got... Mr. Howell for that class right?"
"Yep." Troye said popping the P at the end of the word."
"Yeah. He's the best teacher we've got. He's pretty cool. Shaperones all the school dances I've heard. Usually ending up dancing the night away better than any of the student." Connor laughed.
"How do you know all of this Mr. Franta. You said you don't go to school dances."
"Haha. I don't. I read the school newspaper Zoe Sugg writes. She's an amazing writer so I read it pretty much just for the writing skills."
"She seems really sweet."
"Yeah. Not as sweet as you though."
Stap it Con Da Bon."
"Oh god that nickname." Troye just laughed at this. They talked for a bit about random stuff. Nothing too deep. Just stuff going on in pop culture and the Internet. Soon Connor began to yawn.
"Are you tired babe?"
"Just a bit. I don't know why. It's fine. I've got coffee."
"Are you sure. You can go home and get some rest. We should get to school tomorrow as well."
Yeah we probably should go shouldn't we."
"Probably."
"Yeah. I should get going. I'm really tired. I've got no clue why. Maybe I'm fighting something."
