"I cannot believe how well we are doing." Connor said through skype, their normal every other day ritual. Yet they still haven't done the collab.
Troye nodded, bored. "Hey, Connie, can I ask you a question?"
"Yeah what is it, tro?"
"Will you be my boyfriend?"
Connor's face filled with red as he blushed furiously, "of-of course!"
Troye smiled a real smile, these were real feelings, he loved this American boy and his hug and his lips and his laugh, but their relationship was being forced- but at the same time this is exactly what troye wants. Connor to himself.
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FanfictionConnor Franta thought love was real. He thought they were real. Tronnor was real. Troye Sivan thought love was fake.
