"This next song is dedicated to my beautiful boyfriend."
2 years before...
"I love you!" Troye says into the phone, as he is making his way to his boyfriend's apartment. He had bought him and Connor an e cig, because it was a trend and everyone was trying them. He bought strawberry flavour, because they sadly didn't have coffee flavour. Though he knows that Connor would have loved coffee flavour anything.
He drives in his jeep, a new addition to his and Connor's little family of cars. They have a shared jeep, and a Range Rover. The two even named the two cars, after songs on Troye's album. The jeep is named "Blue" even though it is red, and the Range Rover is named "Cool" because Range Rovers are cool.
Connor, at their house, is cooking up a storm. Though he isn't the best cook, Nicola had taught him to make one meal, which was spaghetti. Home made spaghetti. As in making the pasta from scratch, with dough and all. It was a hell of a job, but Connor got it done.
He was proud of all of his work at the end of the day, though he had to send his wonderful boyfriend over to Tyler's house for the day to cook up their romantic dinner. Tonight wasn't just any night. Tonight, Connor was going to propose to Troye. He knew from the moment he met Troye that he was going to marry that man someday. No matter what. And, here he is, working his ass off to make a special dinner for him and his beautiful boyfriend.
He truly is the most domesticated boyfriend in the world. The green eyed American boy scoops the spaghetti onto the two plain white plates, and then scoops sauce on top of the home made noodles. The door of their shared apartment opens, revealing a very cute looking Troye. But, Connor thinks, when doesn't Troye look cute?
His hair was quiffed up, and a large smile lays on his perfectly plump, pink lips. "Look what I got us!" Troye quips, as he pulls out the device, Connor furrows his eyebrows, looking to the object in Troye's hand. "Also, what smells so good?" Troye moans, as he inhales the scent of tomatoes and basil. "Spaghetti!" Connor states proudly, and Troye smirks, leaning over the counter to kiss his boyfriend. "You're so domestic." Troye whispers, as he pulls on the string o Connor's apron. "I really wish that this apron were off right now..." He whispers, and Connor rolls his eyes. "Patience, horny boy." He winks, and Troye sighs.
Troye takes out the e cig, and inhales the vapour, cheeks hollowing. He then blows it out lightly, and Connor inwardly groans at how hot his boyfriend is. He takes the device from Troye's hand, and inhales it deeply, also hollowing his own cheeks. He blows it out onto Troye's face, who scrunches his nose at the cool air hitting his face. Connor simply smirks, hands the device back to his boyfriend, and brings the dishes to the dining room.
He comes back to the kitchen, to find Troye opening a bottle of wine. "Ooh, my man is being all fancy!" Connor muses, and Troye smirks. "I may be underage, but I am with an adult... So it's okay." He says in a baby voice, and Connor giggles, leaning over to kiss his boyfriend's cheek. He unties his apron, and hangs it on a hook in the kitchen. At this point, Troye is pouring the two glasses of red wine, and Connor comes over to him, kissing his boyfriend's neck lightly.
Troye closes his eyes for a second, still pouring the wine into the second glass, luckily Connor notices, grabbing the bottle from his boyfriend's hands before it overflowed the glass. "Well someone will be getting very tipsy tonight!" Connor muses, and Troye giggles, grabbing his glass and his boyfriend's hand, dragging him to the dining room, which he hadn't seen yet.
Connor had decorated the room with candles, a bouquet of roses, and rose petals all around. Soft music plays in the background, and Troye's mouth is wide open. "You did all this for me?" Troye gapes, and Connor giggles. "Well of course, you're my beautiful boyfriend, after all."
And so, they eat their spaghetti, drink their wine, and finally, Connor pulls the box from his back pocket. He gets down on one knee in front of Troye, who immediately covers his mouth with his hands.
"Troye Sivan Mellet... Where do I begin? From the moment I met you, I knew that you were special. Your smile, your eyes, and your personality drew me to you. And when we became friends, I almost immediately knew that I loved you. Troye, you're the light at the end of the tunnel and my anchor, you're a breath of fresh air and the love of my life. Now, would you do me the honour of becoming my beautiful husband?"
"Yes! Yes yes!" Troye stands up, tackling Connor to the ground, who simply laughs and kisses the boy on top of him. "I am so in love with you." Troye whispers. "I'm so in love with you, Troye." Connor whispers back.
2 years later...
"More like your beautiful husband!"
A voice calls, which Troye immediately recognizes as Connor's.
"Okay, my beautiful husband."
A/N
NOT EDITED!
Okay so as some of you may know, CONNOR FOLLOWED ME ON TWITTER. Like. What? I still can't believe. Ahh. Okay anyways, can Tronnor please get married? Like now? Ahh. Love you peaches!
