-week time skip (valentines day y'all but don't get too excited)-
Jackie laid the new born baby down in the crib, sleep evident in the two week old's features. She crept out of the room closing the door quietly before she walked down the remaining stairs to the living room where her son and his best friend sat on the couch. Jackie smiled at the slight of a brown haired boy's head pressed into the neck of her blue haired son. Tyler was so happy when he was with Troye, she didn't know if Tyler noticed the way that Troye looked at him, and the way he looked at Troye, but I was so clear how deeply they cared for eachother. Love is a thing that is hard to find, Jackie knew this first hand. Her development of the definition of love was carved by heartbreak, loss, joy, and compromise. All of the shit that happened carved her into a joyous person who was happy with the man of her dreams.
"Ready sweetie" Ken called from the kitchen. Ken and Jackie were headed out for Valentines day and Troye and Tyler were staying home to watch Greyson as well as the rest of the younger kids who were all fast asleep on the upper floors of her home. Jackie ruffled her fingers through Tyler's hair "Grayson will wake up in a few hours for a bottle, I might be home by than so don't worry too much" Jackie said to the boys "The bottle is made in the fridge already because it is not regular milk, heat it for like 5 seconds at a time until its warm" she continued to instruct them before Tyler rolled his eyes
"This is not the first baby you've left me with" Tyler said not looking up from the show that he and Troye were watching. Jackie laughed in agreement, she could help it she was protective of her children and grandchildren. She grabbed her jacket and Ken linked their arms, pulling her out into the cold Michigan air.
Troye and Tyler watched as the door closed with a muffled thump. Troye curled further into Tyler's side as he pulled a blanket up to cover his body. Tyler leaned his cheek against the hazel locks of Troye's hair and took a deep breath, breathing in the scent of his best friend. "So what movie do you want to watch" Tyler asked as he scrolled through the on demand movies
"Nothing scary" Troye said simply and Tyler nodded his head in agreement. Slowing deciding on the movie Room because thats what Troye wanted to watch. Tyler watched intently, but not the movie, more at the boy next to him. Troye was deeply intrenched in the movie and Tyler watched as different emotions flashed across Troye's face. Troye was sweet and fragile, much different than his friends in the past. Tyler deep down used to miss Beth, she used to be his friend before she damaged him. damaged Yes, Tyler was impacted goods but Troye didn't seem to care. He accepted all of Tyler, insecurities, problems, flaws and struggles.
"Tilly what are you thinking about your heart is racing" Troye asked raising his head off of Tyler's chest. Tyler blushed and smiled as he looked down at Troye trying to push his smile away "nothing" Tyler said with a giggle and Troye furrowed his eyebrows
"Tell me" Troye pouted
"No" Tyler smiled
"Tell me"
"No"
"Tell me"
"No"
"Tillyyyyy I wanna know, tell me" Troye said wining
"Don't ask again" Tyler said with a warning tone and a smile
Troye smirked "Tell. Me." he said poking Tyler's chest after each word
Tyler launched his hands towards Troye's sides tickling him profusely as Troye withered with laughter. Cackling but also begging for Tyler to stop as Tyler did nothing of the sort. Tyler only trying to tickle Troye more as Troye rolled himself off the couch to get out of Tyler's reach. Troye pursed his lips and furrowed his eyebrows faking an annoyed exterior as Tyler laughed on the couch. Troye's annoyed front didn't last long as Tyler's laugh filled the living room, he couldn't help it...that laugh was contagious. Troye was still standing as Tyler finally composed himself
"So, tell me" Troye said again with a smile. Tyler shook his head jumping off the couch as Troye ran away. Tyler chased Troye around the couch once as they giggled, just as Tyler was about to reach Troye, Troye sprinted up the stairs and Tyler followed. Troye laughing as he ran into the bathroom in Tyler's room trying to escape the tickles of his best friend. Troye heard Tyler walk into the room quietly, his feet padding across the carpeted floor. Troye listened intently to the shuffling outside the bathroom door, trying to listen to hear when it would be safe to come out of the bathroom. A few moments later the room was silent and Troye peeked the door open.
Troye popped his head out slowly, making sure that he was safe to leave the bathroom. Troye stepped out of the bathroom fully and glanced around the room which was perfectly empty. Troye checked behind the couch and under the desk but Tyler wan't anywhere in the room. Troye scrunched his face, he was sure that Tyler would have hid somewhere to try to get him. Troye walked out of the door to Tyler's bedroom quickly heading back down the stairs
"Gotcha!" Tyler's voice came out, happiness event in every giggle that fell from his lips as Tyler pulled Troye's back into the front of his body. Tyler wrapped his arms around Troye and the boys stood by the entrance of the stairs laughing until they couldn't breath. To Troye, Tyler's arms were home and his laugh was Troye's safest sound. Nothing made Troye happier than to hear Tyler laugh
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A/N:
All the credit to this chapter idea goes to Jess and her Mom. She told me a story about how she was hiding from her mom who was trying to tickle her, and I was like omg thats so troyler. So yeah, thanks Jess. (I seriously talk about you in every authors note).
Anyway I hope you liked this pure cuteness this is my favorite chapter. Enjoy the cute bc soon the story is going to be dressed in drama ;)
Okay, Good luck with your life
Katie :)
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