troye is like the night; when the sun makes no effort to shine, which reminds troye of himself. the day contains countless efforts to be thought through, but at night troye finally becomes effortless; which may not make sense to anyone else, but it sure makes sense to troye.
connor also likes the night, but he is not like it. it seems as if connor puts in his best efforts at night, rather than during the day - when he is showcased to anyone and everyone. at night he is alone. connor brings out his best at night - knowing that it is the closest he will ever be to troye.
2:43am
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nocturnal // tronnor
Fanficin which connor writes poems about troye every night without him ever knowing "he may belong to the night, but he does not belong to me" //written at varying hours of the night - published at varying hours of the day//
