By the time Connor had gotten home he was already pining for Troyes warm arms around his body and the gentle murmurs in his ear. He felt like half of his heart was missing without Troye beside him.
That evening he made himself dinner, something he was unaccustomed to doing. But, even though he had set the table and even lit a candle so he could eat his dinner peacefully, all he could do was stare at the concoction in front of him, desperately trying to convince himself he was allowed to eat it.
He cleared it away eventually, once it had gotten cold. He turned Netflix on but he soon realised that without anybody to cuddle up to, Netflix just wasn't as comforting.
Troye had arrived home eventually and was welcomed by his family. It had been so long since he had last seen them and had a lot to catch up but nothing could distract him from Connor.
He wondered if he had got home safely, whether he had eaten dinner and what he had since.
Troye eventually texted Connor, although it was late at night in LA, telling Connor that he loved him and hoped he had slept well.
Connor didn't wake up when his phone lit up beside him. He had fallen asleep on the couch, wondering if Troye had forgotten about him already and if he really was worth loving.
A/N I managed to update early! I'm so sorry about how short and shitty it is but I go on holiday today for a few nights and the Internet is non-existent
Love you allll ;)
-charl
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•Crimson Lines • A Tronnor Fanfic• Discontinued•
FanfictionConnor feels empty. All that makes him feel alive is the shiny blades that he drags across his skin and the deep ocean blue eyes of the boy he secretly loves. Troye knows there is something wrong with Connor but can he save him before he destroys...
