Mine ✄ Troyler

➹3➹

When the last day of the convention came Troye's anxiety had subsided and he actually started smiling for real. Hell he had even forgotten about his medication that day, but he didn't care, he just wanted to enjoy his time with everyone.

Swayer had said something about drinking before they part ways and everyone was all game, so they clambered into some bar he recommended.

"I'll have a hurricane cocktail." Troye uttered to the bartender as he stables himself in the stool. Connor had went off to talk with someone about a collab or something, he was only half listening to him when they walked in, he was more focused on what drink he wanted. When it was placed in front of him he smiled, taking a sip from it.

He talked to a few people about whatever and Swayer convinced him to take two shots of vodka with him because Tyler hadn't came yet. It was easy for him to mask the distressful feeling he felt when he heard the name since he did it all the time. He just drowned it out with the drinks.

"Oh well look who finally decided to join us!" He didn't even get to comprehend who he was talking about until He saw him getting into the stool next to him.

"Hello again." Tyler's voice was sort of low or maybe it was the ringing in Troye's head or the loud music in bar.

"Are you gonna drink with us man? I've been waiting." Swayer spoke form behind him, holding up the shot cup.

"Actually I need to talk to Troye, do you mind?"

"Um..... Ok." He got up from his seat and speared an uncertain smile before turning to walk away. "I still want that drink with you later."

"K." It was silent now and Troye could feel his heart punching his chest. He hadn't look up from his shot glass, looking at luquid swirl around in the cup as he shook it with is hand. "Troye I'm sorry..."

"Sorry?" he hadn't even realized he had repeated the words allowed, they left a horrible taste on his tongue as he looked up at Tyler with a confused expression. "That's it?"

"No- Troye you don't understand-"

"What do I not understand? The fact that you stepped all over me like I was nothing? I really loved you Tyler." He still hadn't looked up, he could feel His blood boiling.

"Just listen to me."

" I don't want to listen to anything you have to say, you've said enough already." he had spoke louder then he probably should have, lucky no one but Tyler was really paying attention. He stood up from his seat, downing the rest of his drink. "Leave me alone Tyler."

He had walked out of the bar and leaned against the wall in the alleyway next to the building. He didn't plan on leaving, just trying to get his thoughts together. His stress level was at an all time high(low) and his emotions were getting the best of him.

"Troye."

"You're persistent...." Troye sighed as he lifted his head up. "Why are you bothering me? You were the one that wanted me out of your life."

"I didn't want you out of my life! I never said anything like that."

"You might as well!" Troye cried, shaking his head. "You didn't talk to me anymore, you didn't even acknowledge my existence. It was like the years we were together meant nothing to you..."

He could feel the tears sliding down his face but he didn't care. He was to far fine to think about it, he just needed to can't out everything he had been holding in since he saw Tyler.

"I did miss you, I missed you so much. But I couldn't talk to you at the time. It would have killed me."

"And it didn't kill me?"

"I'm not saying that! I'm just... I'm weak ok! I couldn't talk to you knowing that you weren't mine anymore." Tyler sighed running his hand through his hair as he stared at the ground. "I'm weak ok....."

"Why?"

"Wha-"

"Why? Why are you talking to me now? What made you so much stronger that you can talk to me now?" It was silent and Tyler had looked at him like a deer in head lights. With every second that passed It felt like little needles where sinking into his skin.

"I miss you......." it was all Tyler offered in a small voice as he looked down at the ground. Troye almost laughed at him.

"You can't just come back and say you miss me, that's pathetic. You were the one who left me, as far as I'm concerned we both agree in the fact the it meant nothing when we were together."

"That's not true."

"Convince me it's not." Troye told him in a bland voice before standing up and walking towards him. "Kiss me."

"What?"

"Kiss me. Kiss me like....some one you'd sacrifice yourself for, someone you couldn't live without." He leaned closer until there faces were inches apart, were could feel Tyler's rigid breath fog up his glasses. "Kiss me like I use to kids you."

"I..." Tyler's whole body was leaning on the wall, his words twisted around his tongue and made his body shiver.

"What? Can't do it? You said you missed me. Show me." when Troye was met with nothing but silence he took the matter into his own hands. "I miss you, and I still love you."

Then Troye leaned down and pressed there lips together a small gasp left Tyler's lips as he pushed against his chest.

"Troye stop!" Troye heard him, but the words didn't seem to reach the logical part of his mind. His actions being ran on a mixture of anger, love and lust. Eyes glazed, seeing only what he wanted. What he needed at the moment. Taking what he had been denied for so long, it have him a type of high he couldn't explain. All he knew was that he needed more.  "Troye please...."

"Please what?"

"Stop. Don't do this here..."

"Why? I'm pretty sure you're not with anyone so all you're doing is having sloppy one night stands. I could offer you so much more you know?" Troye's hands traveled down Tyler's body, the shorter flinching when he felt the cold touch on his stomach. Troye slipping his hands under his shirt. "Make you scream like my name like you use to."

"Troye..." a struggled loan left Tyler's lips, and for a moment he seemed like he wanted to take to offer. His body melting to the touch, eyes glued to the ground as he used one hand to cover his mouth and the other hooked to one of Troye's arms. Then it was like realization hit him, pulling his arm away and slipping from Troye's grasp in a quick motion. He didn't run when he was free, he just stared at the other man in shock. His mind pounding in his head trying to comprehend to while moment. "What happen to you?"

He felt an elixir from seeing the control he had, it empowered him. Without even thinking about it he smiled.

"You did Tilly."

✩

I know I didn't update for decades but here's a chapter! I'm sorry for the delay I just needed some time because everything I was writing I just kept hating it.

I just so happened to sort a like this and so I choose this one to post.

If you wanna find me I'm often on tumblr and sometimes Twitter. You'll have a better chance at being able to yell at me about updating or just talking in general I need friends.

Tumblr:superfabulousnessness
(warning I post NSFW and gore sometimes and a lot of anime and videogames)

Twitter:@SubmissiveTyTy