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moonlight

based off of moonlight by ariana grande

cause I never knew, I never knew you could have moonlight in your hands 'til the night I held you

Connor can remember being seven years old and asking his mom to travel to outer space. He can picture his race car bed surrounded by his Galaxy posters and his pleading voice.

"Mom please, it's all I ever want!!"

All he ever wanted was to touch it, to feel the orb and know that it in fact actually exists and is just as beautiful in person. And now he has.

He has the moon in the form of a boy.

Eyes like the ocean and skin so soft.

When Connor was small he didn't know what moonlight was. Was it a glow from the moon itself? A form of silver fire shot from the sky to light up the world?

But even through all of these questions he knew one thing for sure. You can't hold moonlight in the palm of your hand, or so he thought until he met Troye.

His person so pure and sweet, his appearance addictive. His voice like sticky honey and his intentions so good.

Troyes body is a drug in itself and when Connor thinks of his younger self reaching up to the sky with small grabby hands, he laughs.

Because there's no way in hell that little Connor would of thought that he'd have moonlight laying in bed next to him, he never would of thought he'd be able to kiss the fingertips of his wildest fantasy 

But he is and the fantasy himself is sweet like candy, but such a man.

"Con, kiss me please." Troye pleads and Connor giggles, placing his lips gently on Troyes full ones.

"More!" He whines when Con pulls away.

"You're such a child." He laughs before kissing him more persistently.

"Says you." Troye sasses in between the pecks. It's silent then as they enjoy each other's company.

"You make me wanna give you my heart." Connor mutters after some time as they lay side by side, Troyes hands on his checks and Connors on Troyes neck. Troye smiles.

"I do?" He nods. "I like that."

And he's so bossy, asking Connor to cancel plans just for him, wanting him to kiss on command and be waiting for him at all times.

But Connor doesn't mind, he's giving him Elvis with some James Dean in his eyes.

And Troye knows just what it does when he holds Connor tight and calls him moonlight too.

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I actually love this so much