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[a/n: for the next couple chapters are not going to be twitter dm's. you know what that means ;))))]

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troye felt someone tap his shoulder, he opened his eyes and saw one of the flight attendants staring down at him. "sir, the plane has landed. you can leave now."

the pale boy nodded his head, bending down under his seat and grabbing his backpack. he slept during most of the flight so he didn't text connor, only when he just got on the plane. troye stood up from his seat, slipping his backpack on his back and he reached up to grab his small suitcase.

he's never been in america before so all of this was so weird to him. troye walked off of the plane and walked inside of the airport. once he was inside, he took out his phone and dm'd connor that he was somewhere in the airport. the pale boy has never felt so tired and all he wanted to do was go back to sleep.

troye glanced around the airport, trying to find the sight of his boyfriend who was supposed to be picking him up. nerves started to fill his stomach when connor texted him that he was trying to find him. it was weird since he's never felt this way about anything or anyone. it was all so new.

suddenly, he heard the sound of something crashing. he whipped his head to the side and saw connor tripping over someone's shoe and almost falling onto the floor, grabbing one their suitcases. troye laughed. "you might want to be careful, mr. franta."

"oh my god." connor breathed out, stumbling to stand up. he brushed off his clothes and stood there nervously, he had no idea what to do so he thought just standing there would do something.

"why are you so shy? awe this is so cute." troye mumbled, walking over to connor and wrapping his arms around the older boy's head, his elbows resting on connor's shoulders. the pale boy buried his face in his boyfriend's hair and smiled when realizing how much taller he was.

"don't make fun of me." connor muffled since his face was against troye's clothed chest, letting his hands tangle in troye's sweater. he smiled when feeling how soft the taller boy was.

"i'm not making fun of you. you're just so shy in person and when we skype, you call me a model and such." troye chuckled, lightly kissing the top of the older boy's head, making sure that he didn't feel it. but, connor did.

"come on, so you want to get your suitcase?" connor asked, unclenching his hands from the soft fabric and taking a step back from troye.

"this was all i brought." troye sighed, shrugging his shoulders as he grabbed the handle of his suitcase that was a couple feet behind him. he rolled it closer to himself to show connor that was all that he brought.

"oh, okay. then, let's go." connor smiled, looking down at troye's hands and then at his own. "do you think -- maybe we can --"

before connor could say anything, troye snatched his hand with his free one, interlocking their fingers. the green eyed boy blushed deeply and looked down at the ground, leading troye out of the airport.

it was silent as the two boys made their way to connor's car. probably because they weren't believing that this was real. they were holding hands. they just met in person. this was something that they would talk about forever.

yeah, it was extremely embarrassing that the first time troye saw connor was when the green eyed boy tripped and almost fell on his face. but it would be something to laugh about in the future and he'll still be embarrassed. he was glad that troye didn't automatically kiss him when they met.

it was just that connor was terrified of kissing. he had never kissed an actual boy before. he's had girlfriends and kissed them but he had never kissed someone who he loved deeply. he wasn't sure if he loved troye deeply, but it was something he was feeling.

before he knew it, they were both standing in front of connor's apartment door. the green eyed boy fumbled with his keys before opening the door and letting troye walk inside first. "you can just put your bags in my room if you want to sleep in the same bed. i'll take the couch if you want --"

"connah, calm down." troye laughed, cupping his boyfriend's face with both hands. he let his thumbs run up and down connor's soft cheeks before kissing his nose. "we're boyfriends, i was kind of hoping that we would sleep in the same bed. now come on, i'm jet lagged and i wanna cuddle my beautiful boyfriend."

connor blushed once again as troye pulled him into the hallway. after a couple of times where troye walked into the wrong room, connor just opened the door and laughed when hearing the pale boy groan in defeat.

they both jumped into the white sheets, troye immediately grabbing his boyfriend by the hips and pulling connor into his chest. connor rested the top of his head against the pale boy's chest, playing with the hem of the white fabric that laid on troye's body as he felt the taller boy's breaths even out and eventually falling asleep.

it was insane how comfortable they were with each other and they literally met an hour ago. that's what the internet and skype can do to two people.

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Lots. Of. Fluff. Coming. Your. Way.

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