watchful eyes (tronnor)

twenty two; first kisses are like butterflies

its been a really really really great day but anyways look guys everyones happy at the same time for the first time this fic (lol spoiler alert: its not going to last) what a coincidence hope you're all doing great i love you guys

troye has kissed boys before. girls too, but that was different.

nicholas has not kissed boys before. he also has not kissed girls.

they are at nicholas' house, laughing over pizza and finished biology projects. nicholas opens a bottle of champagne to celebrate that they are going to "do frickin' incredible on this project!" they are laughing, troye's hands on the cup and his eyes on the ceiling. nicholas stares at him like he is the galaxy. troye listens to nicholas' every word, as if it is a symphony and he is the encaptured audience.

nicholas puts an arm around troye's shoulder and they are admiring the mess of glitter and hot glue and paper that they have made. they are simply staring at it, and then they are not.

troye's lips taste like champagne.

their first kiss is quick and fleeting (like the wings of a butterfly).

but then nicholas has his hands on troye's back and troye's fingers are tangled in nicholas' hair and they are not letting go of each other any time soon.

the first thing that troye did when he got home was call connor.

"i kissed him," he breathed into the phone as soon as the other boy answered. "well, he kissed me, but same thing, and - "

"hold up, what? you kissed who?"

"nicholas marton," troye breathed. nicholas' name is soft on his lips, like a whisper, like the brush of a snowflake melting in bronze black hair.

on the other side of their town, lucas was smiling through the phone lines. "frick yeah, nickie. finally."

"finally," nicholas repeated. his grin was like watching the sun rise. "i kissed troye mellet." troye's name is hard between his teeth, like ice cubes on a hundred degree day, like drops of rain in a bright blue sky.

curled up to lucas' side, jesse was laughing. their eyes had the same glitter as the moon above them. "you owe me five bucks, luke. gonna need that money tomorrow."