Boss [Tronnor AU]

8

A/N
Guys I'm getting so annoyed with the Roman numerals so I'm just going to change all the chapters over to normal numbers! Okay bye!

Warnings: some crude language, drinking, some sexual references.

The night of their date, Troye was practically shaking with nervousness and anticipation. After their run-in in the back of Troye's Range Rover, Connor had been continuously smirking and winking at Troye, practically eye fucking him.

It was Friday night. Troye decided on wearing tight black skinny jeans, and a blue knitted jumper. His hair is flat, as it is most days. He slips on his black dress shoes, and sits on his couch, waiting for Connor to arrive.

When his doorbell goes off, he is surprised when he opens the door to see Connor, roses in hand, and a smile on his face. "Hi Troye." Connor says, and Troye blushes like mad.

Connor hands the roses to Troye, and Troye immediately goes to put them in a vase. "Thank you, Connor." Troye murmurs, as he looks at the gorgeous red flowers.

"Beautiful flowers for a beautiful boy." Connor announces, as he walks around the apartment, looking at the art work and family pictures Troye had hung around.

Connor wore dark skinny jeans, and a maroon coloured dress shirt, which fit his body like a glove. His hair was up in a quiff, like it normally was, and he had a black blazer for over his dress shirt.

Troye was practically drooling, checking out his boss. "Ready?" Connor asks. Troye nods his head vigorously, and Connor smirks at his enthusiasm. "Then let's go." He holds out a hand to the younger boy, who gladly grabs on.

They arrive at Connor's house, which was just as beautiful as Troye remembered it. They sit in Connor's kitchen, where Louise, Connor's cook, prepares dinner. They drink red wine, chatting about their shared interests. It was nice, really.

"Connor..." Troye begins, and Connor looks at him expectantly. "Yes Troye?" Connor answers, and Troye blushes a deep red. "Are we even allowed to... Date publicly?" Troye wonders, and Connor sighs.

"For now, love, we'll have to keep it on the down low." Connor begins, placing a delicate finger below Troye's chin. "But you can come into my office anytime..." He says in a low voice. "And I can lock the door..." He almost whispers, moving closer. "And we can..." He leans into Troye's ear.

"Play scrabble!" He whispers.

Troye laughs, his red wine nearly spilling over his dark jeans. Connor smiles at the boy, realizing just how far he has already fallen for the blue eyed Australian.

It scared him. A lot. More than anything in the world. He hadn't had many relationships in the past. The ones he did have were short lived, and he ended up getting screwed over in the end.

He never had the best luck. But now, things seemed to be falling into place, finally.

"Dinner is ready, Mr. Franta!" Louise announces, her white apron littered with small splash marks. "Thank you very much, Louise. I trust you finished the dishes?" He asks.

She nods her head, and he smiles. "Well then, I'll call you a taxi or is your boyfriend coming to get you?" She asks. "I have to pick up Darcy." She announces. He nods his head, thinking of how to help her. "I'll send my driver, you go wait outside and he will drive the two of you home." He says, and Louise's face lights up.

"Mr Franta... You don't have to do that!" She gushes. He smiles, shaking his head. "No, Louise. I insist. I'll go call him now. Will you excuse me for a minute, Troye?" The younger boy nods his head, and Connor places his wine down, leaving the room.

"Sorry, I didn't introduce myself." Louise says, once Connor is gone. "I'm Louise." She says, holding out a hand to him, her nails painted a nice pink. "I'm Troye." He announces.

The blonde girl smiles, nodding her head. "Connor speaks of you often." She reveals. "Oh does he?" He muses, smirking a little. "You have changed him. He has become so nice since he met you, always doing nice things for others." She gushes, and Troye blushes.

Now, he didn't realize he had that effect on him. "Are you two dating?" She asks. "Not yet, but I want to..." Troye begins, before he is interrupted by her squealing.

"Oh this is perfect! You two can have babies and live in a cute house together! Oh and you can get married and I can come to your wedding, right?" She asks.

Troye laughs, imagining him and Connor getting married, having kids, the whole lot. "Louise, my driver is here. Have a lovely night, make sure to text me when you get home so I know you're safe." He says, and Louise winks at Troye.

"Have fun you two, but not too much." And with that, she takes off her apron, hangs it up, and walks out the door. "She's lovely..." Troye begins. Connor nods his head, smiling lightly. "She's been working for me since Darcy was born. She's nearly five!" He announces, and Troye smiles, thinking of how cute she must be.

And maybe, just maybe he was thinking about how cute his and Connor's babies would be. But no one would have to know.

The two move to the dining room, and eat their dinner of steak, mashed potatoes, and broccoli. LANY plays quietly on the speakers, and the candles sitting on the table flicker slightly.

Connor notices how beautiful Troye looks in the candlelight, his blue eyes illuminated by the steady flicker. His lips, plump as ever.

They finish their dinner, and Connor takes the plates to the dish washer, placing them in and turning it on. They move to the white couch, sitting together and sipping red wine.

The two are already on their second bottle of red wine, making them incredibly tipsy, giggly, and very, very lovey dovey. Troye continuously kisses Connor, and Connor keeps telling the blue eyed boy how beautiful he is.

It was a funny sight, the two, now tangled on the couch, their empty glasses of red wine sitting on the coffee table. Troye's lips against Connor's lazily, drunkenly. But they wouldn't have it any other way.

"Do you wanna come to my bedroom?" Connor asks, slightly slurring his words. "Hell yeah." Troye moans, and Connor smirks at the boy's eagerness. Troye stands up, then pulls Connor up with him.

The two hold hands, practically skipping to Connor's bedroom. The two remove all their clothes except for their boxers, climb into bed, and fall asleep in each other's arms.

Word Count: 1110

A/N
HI PEACHES!! Okay so. Here's the deal. Idk. Okay I started a new fic called notes (the prologue is up) and um yeah go check that out. Also I'm going to Oh Wonder tomorrow and I am SO excited! Go follow my twitter for some pictures and videos from that because I will definitely be posting lots!!

Also gonna write more smut for this book, because I got such a positive response from the first one! Okay so that's all, hope you guys all have a wonderful week!

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