hey! i want to wrap this up before i go on vacation (without internet connection) so you guys aren't waiting two weeks for an update just for the last two chapters, so i'm going to be updating every day for the next few days. three chapters left!
connor could not stop reliving that night.
he dreamt of troye, his eyes glowing blue and his voice singing love.
he remembered the shock of troye's lips against his. the sweet taste of him (sugar and spice and everything nice). the lightning that struck him when he leaned over (bright and fast and terrifying. the everything that was troye, kissing back. the swirl of the stars in his eyes and the curve of the skin wrapped around his skeleton.
connor could feel troye's heart in his fingertips, with one hand on troye's chest and the other on his collarbone, on his neck, on his cheek, on troye.
connor had a thousand songs on the edge of his tongue, ready to collapse into the waves and reach for heavenly stars and to dissolve into the atmosphere. but he looked at troye (soft and watercolor and beautiful) and he could not say any of them.
his words were white ink on a blank canvas and no one would ever see them drip, drip, dripping away. (into obvlibion or out of it? as the paint falls away from the canvas it is finally seen, but as it does, no one is looking for it.)
everything he dreamed of, thought of, wished for, was disappearing into the bottomless sea. the waves were rolling in dreams of the stars and thoughts of boys instead of girls and wishes for troye to just smile at him one more time with his mosaic eyes and marble lips. (connor is keeping track of troye's smiles and so far, none of them had been for connor. of course, it is possible that connor is simply not looking at the right moment.)
the entire forest was burning to ashes and troye with his water eyes and sand skin and earth hair was not going to bother putting out the wildfire. it was the end of the world and connor was only looking for troye to say something to break the silence that was connorandtroye. (but they may be connor and troye now, now that everything had shifted. two solar systems, collided.)
he had kissed troye.
the stars were his witnesses.
the ocean would be the jury.
and troye would never show up to court.
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watchful eyes (tronnor)
Fanfictiontroye is in love with connor. connor is not in love with troye. [lowercase intended] [originally titled "the watchful eyes of the lovers and the fools"] [tw: allusions to abuse; homophobia] [COMPLETED]
