make me feel better |troyler

''You're gonna be fine, Troye. They’re gonna love you.’’ Tyler smiled at his nervous wreck of a boyfriend, Troye, who was currently pacing around Tyler’s living room, while Tyler sat on the sofa, watching him. It was quite amusing, actually, the way he’d stop every couple of minutes to check his hair, then go back to pacing at messing up his hair once again.

‘’But what if they don’t? What then?’’ Troye panicked, once again ruining his hair. Tyler sighed and stood up, walking up to the younger boy and holding him by his shoulders, looking in his eyes.

‘’Listen to me, Troye. They’re gonna love you, and you’ll be fine. Now, can you stop messing up your hair?’’ He ran a hand through Troye’s hair, smiling at him, then checking his phone. ‘’Also, we need to go, right about now.’’

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‘’I am so so sorry, Troye.’’ Tyler sighed, apologising the tenth time since they left his parents’ house. Apparently it’s possible not to like Troye, and his parents were one of those people. And now all Tyler wanted to do is cheer Troye up, because he was obviously upset, even if he’d never admit it. Tyler dropped him off at his hotel room, because he said he wanted to ‘freshen up’. So, this was the perfect time for Tyler to do what he wanted to do ever since his mum groaned when she saw Troye. After he got all of Troye’s favourite movies and his favourite ice-cream, he picked him up and drove them to Tyler’s flat. He sat Troye on his sofa and gave him the ice-cream, while he put on a movie. Troye laughed but pulled Tyler in a tight hug nevertheless.

‘’Thank you.’’ He muttered in Tyler’s neck, pressing a kiss there. Tyler smiled and sat next to him, wrapping a duvet around them both. They were quiet for a while, just enjoying the movie and each other’s company. About half of the movie was already done when Tyler reached under the blanket and slipped his hand in Troye’s, intertwining their fingers. Troye let his head fall on Tyler’s shoulder, smiling when Tyler kissed his head. ‘’I’m glad I met you, Tyler.’’ He muttered, sighing and started playing with Tyler’s fingers.

‘’I’m glad I met you too, babe.’’ Tyler said, smiling. He pulled Troye’s head up and pressed his lips against Troye’s, feeling him sigh, happily and relax against his body. Troye wrapped his arms around Tyler’s neck , playing with his hair, while Tyler rubbed Troye’s hip, pulling his closer. Their lips moved slowly, both keeping innocent. They pulled apart after a while and Troye sighed, leaning his head back against Tyler’s shoulder, while Tyler kept his arm around Troye’s waist.

Tyler’s parents might not like Troye yet, but Tyler loved him and that’s all that mattered to them.