Connor's pov
"Oh my god Troye they're all so cute!" I give his phone back sipping my hot beverage. "I know but you have to choose one. I know you said you didn't want a birthday present but I just couldn't help myself." Troye smiles, turning off his phone and setting it down. "I can't pick one. And I can't have one. Troye we both travel way too much to have a pet." I say. "It's not fair to them to be dumped on a stranger for a month at a time while we travel." He sighs slouching in his chair. "Why can't you just accept I wanna do something special for you Connie?" I blush, "Because I have food, water, shelter, and loving friends and family. I don't need anything else." Troye furrows his brows. "Pssh, everyone has wants." I smirk, "well if there was one thing I could keep forever and ever that I really want, it would be you." I smile softly watching Troye slouch even farther into his seat. He covers his face sighing. "Why don't you just take what you want?" I smile even wider, standing up strait from my resting position on the island in my kitchen. "Maybe I will." I walk around to Troye's side of the island. I grab one of his hands uncovering his face. He moves the other, sitting up and turning to face me. I position myself between his legs as he wraps one around me. I bend over slightly reaching his face. He smiles, "so when are you going to make a move?" At that I place a soft kiss on his lips.
They mold together perfectly, our movements synchronize and our breathing matches each other's. I peck his lips once more before letting go. "I love you Tro, I hope you know that." He caresses my cheek slightly. "Yeah I know, and I love you too Con da Bon."
A/N
Awe cute. I'm so fluff right now that I can't even handle it.
