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Epilogue

Third Person:

Connor had just dropped Zack off at school, watching as he ran inside and turning around to wave at Connor before disappearing into the large building. He had just turned five, early August which meant he was old enough to go to school; something Connor dreaded with a passion but Troye assured him that Zack was smart and would be fine. His baby was growing up, and Connor knew there was nothing he could do about it. It was a stupid thing called life. But he smiled knowing his sister would look after him. She always was.

Pulling away from the school, Connor began driving home. Not being able to wait to cuddle and sleep next his boyfriend. Connor didn't think he'd ever get used to calling Troye that: boyfriend. The word felt foreign on lips, but in the good way that he would never get tired of saying.

Once he got home, Connor didn't waste any time in getting inside and going straight to his and Troye's room. Troye was still sleeping soundly, cuddling Connor's pillow with a cute pout on his face. Connor cooed, taking off his jacket and climbing in bed behind Troye. Nuzzling his face in his warm neck and wrapping his arms and legs around Troye's body.

Even after two years, Connor couldn't believe Troye was actually his. And neither could Troye. They were just thankful that Saywer couldn't hurt Troye anymore.

After that night, someone from next door heard the shouts and went to see what was wrong. They saw Saywer cursing at Troye who was running away and when they asked Sawyer what was wrong he glared at them and said nothing. The person called the cops and after much investigating they locked him up after finding out about how he had underage people working for him and possession of illegal drugs. They weren't sure how long exactly he would be locked up but as long as he was far away from Troye it would be fine.

Giving Troye a kiss on the back of his neck, Connor fell asleep once more, Troye wrapped tightly in his arms.

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A few hours later, Connor woke up to Troye placing small kisses all over his face. Laughing, Connor hid his face in Troye's neck. "Let me sleep," Connor whined lightly nipping Troye's collar bone. Troye giggled and moved on top of Connor.

"Con, get up, it's ten," Troye says in his beautifully groggy accent, running his nose along Connor's jaw. Connor smiled, resting his hands on Troye's back and looking at him with loving green eyes.

"Make me some coffee?" Troye smiles and pecks Connor's lips.

"But you better be up when I get back," Troye warns, pointing a finger at Connor as he backs out of the room. Connor laughs and closes his eyes just about ready to doze off. "I mean it Connah!"

Connor laughs. "I love you!"

"Love you too you dork."

-

A few minutes later, Connor goes into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes tiredly. Troye just having finished making his coffee and tasting it himself with a grimace. Connor chuckles, taking the mug and kissing Troye's cheek. "Thanks babe." Troye nods, walking to the fridge to get some orange juice.

"You're welcome. I just don't see how you drink that crap," Troye says making a face. Connor gasps, clutching his chest like he's been wounded physically. Troye rolls his eyes.

"How dare you! take it back!" Connor demands, setting down his cat mug full of delicious coffee on the counter. For someone that claims to hate it, they're really good at making it. Troye smirks at Connor, finding it funny to see Connor all worked up.

"Never. Coffee is disgusting."

"You shouldn't of said that," Connor says, charging at Troye who lets out an adorable squeal and runs to their bedroom. He jumps on top of their bed and hides under the covers. Connor following right after him and pull off the covers. Troye starts giggling uncontrollably as Connor's fingers find him and tickle his sides and neck, straddling Troye's hips so he was trapped.

"Stop, Connah," Troye gasps, his face a bright red and tears rolling down the sides of his face. Connor laughs, leaning down until his face is level with Troye's.

"Then take back what you said," Connor says, playfulness in his green eyes. Troye smirks.

"And what if I don't?" He challenges.

"Then I'll f.uck your brains out until you do." Troye raises his eyebrows at Connor's words. He was never one for dirty talk, but damn, Connor really made it hot.

"How is that a punishment? Sounds more like a reward than anything," Troye chuckles. Connor's smirks, leaning down to Troye's ear. His cool breath bringing goosebumps to Troye's hot skin.

"I won't let you cum," he whispers, biting Troye's earlobe making him whimper and attack Connor's lips. And he wonders how him insulting coffee led to this, but he wasn't complaining. Enjoying the way Connor touched him and made him feel.

Before meeting Connor, Troye despised being touched. It always made him feel worthless and dirty, and he'd scrub his skin raw until he felt clean again. He never did. But when Connor touched him, he felt loved and wanted and never wanted to run the feeling off of him. Or at least until the cum dried up on his body and he needed to shower.

Troye loved Connor more than words could express, and he was thankful that there was still one decent person out their that loves him the he'd never imagined.

"God I f.ucking love you," Troye whispers hotly against Connor's lips that curl into a smile. He traces Troye's bottom lip with his thumb. Knowing that those lips were just for him as well as Troye in general sent a flurry of warmth and happiness inside of him.

Troye was everything Connor could ask for. They were complete opposites and although Connor never paid any attention in science, he remembers the teacher saying opposites attract. He never believed it until now. He was so lucky to have a person like Troye in his life and vice versa. They've each helped each other in ways the other person wouldn't imagine but one thing that is certain, is that they love each other unconditionally.

The way they met wasn't perfect, or cliché but it was the imperfection of it all that makes it better than any fairytale or cute story they've heard. It was theirs, and to them it was perfect.

"I love you too," Connor says and kisses Troye. Finding bliss and happiness in his sweet lips and Connor knew he'd never get tired of kissing them. But his most favorite thing was biting them, until they were a perfect shade of red and they whispered I love you in the most sinful way.

The End

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A/N: It's over! I'm sad but also kind of happy that they had a happy ending. (Sorry the ending was sh.itty.)

Thanks to everyone that commented and voted for this story, I dedicate it to you. And if I could mention all of you I would but I'm too lazy and can't keep track. This is the third story I've written and I really enjoyed doing it. I honestly never thought it'd be this popular but it was and I can't express enough how much I love you guys.

Tronnor is absolutely perfect and I'm planning to write another. It's called Unplanned Pregnancy and it's an mpreg. I don't know when I'll actually start it but if you're interested, it's up on my profile for you guys to save onto your library so you know when it'll start.

Thank you so much for making this Tronnor journey incredible and completely stress free. But most of all thanks for supporting the mediocre fanfic writer that is me.

Until the next trip.

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