for him. ~A Tronnor Fic~

19.

Connor.

"Ready to go Kitten?"

Troye walks in wearing a black LANY shirt and denim jeans. I nod at his question and he walks up to me. I have a black v-neck shirt on with a black and white flannel on over it and I also have on black jeans.
"Date night?" He asks me and kisses me.
"Date night."

We walk into my living room and put on our shoes before we grab our phones, wallets, and hit the road. Our first stop is at our favorite Indian food joint in LA, Electric Karma. It's a romantic and candlelit setting with delicious food.

After our food arrives, I look at the orange food.
"Staring at the orange Indian food on our table is like staring at a portal to my past." I exclaim and Troye laughs.
"Why am I dating you again?" He asks jokingly.
"Don't act like you don't love me." I say sarcastically and he smiles.

After we pay, we walk into a park nearby and find a park bench to sit at. I take pictures of Troye as we do so since he makes quite the model. Once we sit at a park bench he grabs my hand in his and holds it tightly.

"You know, the flower I gave you yesterday had a meaning that the guy at the store told me." He says.
"Oh yeah? What was it?"
He takes a deep breath, "A flower with yellow petals and red tips is meant to symbolize falling in love."

I stay silent but I smile and squeeze his hand.
"I understand that it's a risk to say these words but after all we've been through in these 8 months, it's made me realize how weak I would be without you. You give me my strength Con. You give me enough power to go through my life even when it's hard. You're amazing. I love you."

Troye finishes up what he wanted to say and sits next to me still. I still sit in the silence, unaware of what to say. I've never loved a guy before. I've never actually been in love before. But now it's different.

"I love you too." I say and he bites his lip. I place my hand on his knee and he places two of his fingers underneath my chin to turn my face to face him.
"Would we it be absolutely ludacris if we just made out?" He asks me and I laugh.
"Nope. Not at all." I lean in and affix my lips against his.

I don't care that we're sitting in a park, in plain sight of everyone. I love this boy. Fuck, I'm in love with this boy. After we break off the kiss, I lean my head on his shoulder.
"I love you." I say the three words again and he laughs.
"I love you too."

"Come on." I sit up from leaning on his shoulder and grab his hand in mine. We walk across the street to reach a gelato restaurant right outside of the park. The gelato place has what seems like a million different kinds of their gelato and other desserts.

"What're you getting babe?" He asks me and I look at the case of gelato.
"Cookies and cream." I tell him and he looks.
"I'm getting mint grasshopper I think," He says and looks over at me, "We're gonna make a mint Oreo tonight." He winks at me and I hit him playfully. We order our gelato and get it to go so we can walk and eat it.

As we walk down the dimly lit street, we finish our gelato and throw the cups away. After we do so, Troye grabs me at my shoulder and pushes me up against a brick wall. It's in a dark alley between two buildings. I smile and kiss him wildly. He was right, we did make a mint Oreo at that instance.

After our quick make out session, we keep walking.
"Tro look! A record store!" I exclaim and we cross the street again to go inside. I open the door for Troye and once we step inside, I walk around looking at all of the records bewildered.

Troye goes through a bin of oldies and pulls out an Amy Winehouse one.
"I came out to some of my friends to this record." He holds it in his hands and smiles at the memory. He replaces it in the bin and keeps going. He pulls a 45 out and sticks it under his arm.

I settle for an Ed Sheeran one and he gets his mystery record. We pay and leave the store to begin to walk home. It's a boring walk home, just talking and holding hands.

We walk into Troye's apartment and he shuts the door. He walks to the bookcase where he keeps his record player and pops it open. Slowly he pulls out the record he bought and places it on the turntable, putting the needle on top of it.

A familiar tune begins to play, and he walks towards me slowly. He grabs my hand once he reaches me and pulls me into him as if we're about to dance. He smiles his cheeky grin as the male begins to sing.

"...wise men say, only fools rush in. But I can't help falling in love with you..."

I rest my hand on his shoulder as he begins to sway us back and forth to the slow melody. He rests his hand on my hip, holding me close as I lay my head upon his shoulder. As I get lost in the beautiful music, I close my eyes.

"...shall I stay, would it be a sin. If I can't help falling in love with you..."

I keep my eyes shut as he continues to move us around slowly. His arms are tightly wrapped around my body and I feel safe, protected. Through his shirt I can smell his cologne he always wears and the faint smell of sea salt.

"...take my hand, take my whole life too. For I can't help, falling in love with you..."

Once the song ends, I remain laying against his chest. I part from his body reluctantly and walk to the record player. I switch to my record, + by Ed Sheeran and go to track 11. I rejoin him in his living room as the song begins to play and I lean my head on his shoulder just as I did moments before.

"...and your hearts against my chest, your lips pressed to my neck. I'm falling for your eyes, but they don't know me yet..."

I turn my head to face Troye's neck and I kiss it gently. He adjusts his grip on my body so that I'm completely wrapped in his arms and so that I can feel his heartbeat from his chest and he can feel mine.

"...I was made to keep your body warm, but I'm cold as the wind blows, so hold me in your arms..."

"I'm in love with you Koala." I murmur and he loosens his grip on me so he can see my face.
"And I'm in love with you Kitten." He tells me and kisses me, right as the song says so. He wraps me up tighter into his arms as the song plays till the very end.

"...kiss me like you wanna be loved. You wanna be loved, you wanna be loved. This feels like falling in love, falling in love. Falling in love."

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This is legit my favorite chapter ever tbh. Btw, I'm writing another fic that'll be released soon but if anybody would mind writing the smut for me that would be greatly appreciated as I cannot write it. Contact me if you want to!
                    Xx,
                      Madi